The Prince of Tennis

"There's another little bug. ┡ Novel Δ" The tall man glanced at Fujimine, not paying attention at all.

Fujimine's head has grown a bit longer, and now he can reach the standard of 1.6 meters.Although it was much higher than Echizen, there was no way to compare with the brawny man who was at least 1.5 meters tall.The brawny man relied on his bravery, of course he would not take Fujimine seriously.

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter?" Of course, Fujimine didn't take this person to heart, and asked casually.

"Hmph, this kid dared to throw a racket and hit me, so I taught him a lesson. Why, do you have an opinion?" The tall man looked at Fujimine and asked contemptuously, "If you don't want to suffer from the flesh, just get out ."

"All right, I'll leave right away." Fujimine's tone was calm, no different from the usual tone of voice.In normal times, it's fine, but now when the two parties are facing each other with swords, he seems a little cowardly when he speaks like this.

"Huh, you know you as a kid. Get out!" Fujimine responded that the tall man was very satisfied. From his point of view, even these tall seniors were kicked out. This kind of first-year little monkey didn't What do you dare to say.A trace of contempt flashed through the man's eyes, and the kid was a kid, and he would never get on the table.

But Fujimine's reaction surprised everyone in Qingxue. They were all people who had seen Fujimine turn his face and curse.He is rich, so he is not afraid of things. Besides, he is surrounded by his bodyguards, and he will have three points if he doesn't care, let alone Horio being beaten now.Even if he accidentally injured someone first, such a method is definitely considered bad.

"That's not good, is it a bit too unreasonable for you to do this?" Fujimine frowned, looking at the tall man in front of him with some caution.

"The reason? The big fist is the reason!" The man gestured his pair of fists as big as a sand bowl, waved in the air, whirring, frightened Horio, who had just recovered, moved and backed away. A few steps, "Little bastard, listen carefully. Here I have the biggest fist. If you don’t want to be like this kid, you can get out. Grandpa is in a good mood today. This is to let you go, otherwise you all have to be lying on the ground. Like a kid!"

"That said, I still think there is a problem." Fujimine looked at the tall man's fist and took a few steps back, but the expression on his face was extremely serious, as if he really wanted to pursue fairness and justice. The children are average.He scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "If you say that, if someone has a bigger fist than you, and he wants to hit you, don't you have no reason to go?"

"You..." The tall man heard Fujimine's words, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes. He just ran out after being taught by someone he didn't dare to resist.The beating of Horio was also purely to vent his anger. Otherwise, although he usually has a violent personality and likes to fight with hands, he would not put such a heavy hand on a child.

"Little bug, do you want to die?" The tall man flashed through the handsome and long figure, and the hatred in his eyes was deeper, looking at Fujimine in front of him, as if all the hatred for the person in his heart was transferred to Fujimine. "Fist is bigger than me, hit me, I naturally have nothing to say. But now my fist is bigger than you, I originally wanted to let you go, but you talk too much!"

"Oh, that's it...what is it with me?" Fujimine nodded, then shook his head, and said: "In fact, it's not too much. If it weren't for this situation, I could spray you all day and night. "

"It's useless to talk about messy things now! Next time remember to control your mouth!" The tall man was a little puzzled after hearing Fujimine's words, and secretly said what the kid was talking about.However, with such a small size, Fujimine seemed to him that he couldn't beat himself anyway, so he stretched his slap to his face.

"not good!"

"Fujimine, hide!"

The people from Qingxue had seen this tall man beat Horio, knowing that he would not keep his hands because he was a child.Although knowing that Fujimine must have a back hand, seeing the man's slap about to be drawn to Fujimine's face, everyone can't help but worry.

"I want to hide now? It's late!" The tall man heard the voices of Qingxue's crowd, and a trace of cruelty flashed across his face. He is a black belt in Taekwondo. With his size, his strength is definitely extremely high among ordinary people , This kid wants to hide and absolutely can't avoid it."To blame, blame you on bad luck, just hitting Grandpa's anger!"

This thought just flashed through the man's mind, but his slap suddenly stopped in the air.The strength he controlled his arm to stop was so great that the veins on his entire arm violently, and his body couldn't help but take two steps forward.

This is very uncomfortable, and it may cause muscle strain.But this man didn't dare to move at all, because he didn't know when a group of men in black appeared in his line of sight. The smallest man was a lap stronger than him.

The suffocation surrounding these men in black is not comparable to this tall man who wants to hit people.This kind of evil spirit was only seen by the tall man in his former taekwondo coach. If no accident, these men in black have probably seen dead people, and even said that they have killed people with their own hands!

Such a person, when he meets one, he has to be obedient, not to mention that there are nearly twenty in his sight.And the few cold metal hard objects on the back of his head, heart and waist, the tall man had no doubt that they were just a few guns.

Of course it was a gun, and it was not a pediatric pistol. The last time it was a semi-automatic rifle. There were at least two sniper rifles aimed at his head on the roof of the distant house. As long as he moved slightly, This person can be headshot in a moment.

Of course, these black-clothed men are Fujimine's bodyguards. They are all the great masters of Bailian. Everyone is not inferior to the two bodyguards that Fujimine carried at the beginning.Don’t look at the secretive masters of Chinese martial arts such as Sun Boting and Zhang Heyang. They are useless with guns. For this kind of guy who has practiced taekwondo for two days and dares to bully people because of his size, he is definitely an anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes. Up.

The tall man looked at the man in black on the opposite side and took out his gun. He pointed at him with a black muzzle, cold sweat on his head, a bulge in his abdomen, and a stream of heat flowed down his pants.Nonsense, it's not easy for an average person to stand still with more than 20 guns.

"I'm sorry, we don't need fists." Just a few steps away, Fujimine looked at the scared man with a smile, and his white teeth were especially eye-catching in the morning sun: "Buddy use a gun." to be continued.)