Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

Pa——The dazzling white light of the fluorescent lamp dispels the shackles of darkness.It also makes the blurry outline in the darkness gradually clear.

The moment the lights came on, each other's looks became clear. Sanada always felt that he was not the kind of person who would pay too much attention to other people's looks, but until many years later, the picture at that moment was so vivid , like a never-fading picture engraved in his memory, the longer the time, the clearer the memory.

Mingyang's facial features are more profound than those of ordinary Asians. It is easy for people to tell that he is not a pure Asian, but has a sense of delicacy that belongs to mixed race, but this delicacy is too sharp. The whole person seemed to be carefully carved out of icy iron, with a sense of coldness and chill that could not be concealed.

At this moment, Sanada suddenly felt that even if this person just stood here quietly, there seemed to be an invisible line that clearly distinguished him from ordinary people.

From the very beginning, Naruo Inaba and he did not belong to the same world.

Mingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flicked over Sanada: "Your mobile phone is forbidden to use here. If you want to make a call, you can use the landline over there. The medicine box is in the room." After speaking, he turned and went He stopped halfway up the stairs, turned his head to look at Sanada, that kind of gaze had a bit of a wicked sense of ridicule: "Hey, it's quite inconvenient if the mobile phone can't be used! For example, I can't answer my girlfriend's phone call or something. Yes! But then again, uncle, do you have a girlfriend?"

Sanada: "..."

Looking at the people who had disappeared down the corridor, Sanada couldn't figure out what he was feeling in his heart for a while.I can't say I am angry, what I really want to say may be a complex psychology of speechlessness and helplessness!

Now he was not in the mood to worry about other things, and hurriedly found the medicine box to help Zuo cool down.Fortunately, it was just a cold caused by the weather, coupled with the high fever caused by shock, the medicine and physical cooling basically stabilized it.

After Sasuke settled down, he hurriedly called his family to report that he was safe, told some of the truth selectively, and then focused on explaining Sasuke's current situation before hanging up the phone.

It's okay for the parents to talk, but the grandfather and elder brother will never be fooled so easily. His mind is still in a mess. Besides, what he experienced tonight is unimaginable. It is better to choose the statement that will make them feel at ease.

The room was very quiet, save for the tireless ticking of the clock.It was only at this moment that Sanada really relaxed his tense nerves a little bit. It seemed that since Sasuke was kidnapped by the wrong person, everything went beyond the original track.There are always many things in this world that you will never think of or believe unless you see it. Life becomes anticipation precisely because the next second is unpredictable.For better or for worse, what happens is what happens.

There is never the word escape in his dictionary.

"Chi... chi... chi... chi..."

The little monster's signature cry was transmitted from the living room to the bedroom through the door, and Sanada was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he brought the little monster back with him!

Sanada opened the door, and saw Naruto wrapped in a bathrobe sitting on the oversized sofa, the cold light from the incandescent lamp shone on his fair face with a noble and indifferent coldness, revealing an insurmountable A sense of pride.

But there is a saying that people can't look at the surface, temperament often does not represent character.Sanada quickly grasped the true meaning of this sentence.

Naruto sat on the sofa, holding a few light golden Zen-like objects in his hand to tease the little monster.

"Want to eat? If you want to eat, you have to say it."

The little monster tilted its head, blinking its dark purple eyes in bewilderment, looking very aggrieved.She's just a cute baby just born, how could she be able to talk! !

"Ah, let's be cute. If you can't rely on your strength, you must at least know how to rely on your face, you know?"

Little Monster: "Gee!"

"It's meow! Are you an idiot!" Naruto Inaba poked the little monster's head in grief, "What did old man Kurokawa do to hatch you? It's useless to be stupid and ugly."

Sanada: "..."

The little monster blinked his eyes blankly and aggrieved, you can't afford to hurt a monster who doesn't understand a foreign language.

"Twitter-twit-twit-twit..."

The little monster dragged his voice down and barked endlessly, and even rubbed against Ming Yang's body in a fawning manner, his dog-legged appearance was unbearable to look at.The little monster acted coquettishly without any pressure, just kidding, this person can slap it flat with one slap!Don't hold your thighs well now, are you waiting to be crushed?

Ming Yang conveniently stuffed the golden bug into the little monster's mouth, turned to Sanada and said, "Hey, uncle, help me tie the bandage."

Sanada choked on the word "uncle", then turned and went back to the room to get the medicine box, a complex feeling similar to entanglement and helplessness emerged in his heart, when this feeling continued to emerge in his later life Only then did he realize that it was a kind of helpless connivance.

He originally thought it was a scrape or other minor wounds that weren't serious, after all, the way he played happily couldn't be related to a serious injury.But when he took off Naruto's bathrobe and exposed his entire shoulders, he froze.The entire left shoulder was covered with wounds directly pierced by a sharp weapon, and the bones could even be seen directly from the wound. Such a serious injury miraculously did not continue to bleed, leaving only a layer of dried blood.

Sanada took out alcohol to clean his wound, but he didn't seem to feel anything at all, but after Sanada helped him clean the wound, he casually dug out a dark bottle from the medicine box and handed it to Sanada, saying: "Put this on and then put it on." Just put a bandage on."

Inside the bottle is a dark, sticky substance that looks a bit disgusting, but smells like a fresh medicinal scent.

His body was very thin, and his skin revealed a kind of white jade-like warmth, which showed a unique fragility against the dark ointment.His head is slightly tilted to the right, and the half-dry hair ends are tightly attached to his neck, leaving a line of wet traces. There is also a thin chain around his neck, which is so dark that it is impossible to tell what material it is, and the chain hangs down into sleep. It is hidden in the robe.The stark contrast between black and white makes the boy's side face show a kind of thrilling beauty.

Sanada almost looked away in a panic, his eyes focused on his wound.He casually asked, "Who are those people today?" He had already realized that this matter could never end here. Since there is no way to escape, he should simply understand and make complete preparations is his consistent principle.The most important thing is that at this moment, he instinctively needs to find something else to divert his attention.

"Aha~" Ming Yang yawned a little sleepily, his voice was a little loose, like a piece of slowly melting chocolate candy, with a long and silky fragrance.

"Almost every country has special departments that are not known to the general public. There are always many things in the world that need to be dealt with beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. Well, how should I put it, just like you are an ordinary person, you will find that you are surrounded by They are all ordinary people, and what happens are ordinary things, but one day you suddenly no longer are ordinary people, you will find that there are so many strange people around you, and so many mysterious things happen every day Mysterious things. Many things have always existed, but you will never know their existence if you are not in the same world as you. Therefore, the existence of this special department is inevitable, and there must be cooperation or competition between countries. relation."

The little monster, code-named MⅢ171, was originally a third-generation gold-type supernatural beast bred by Japan's Jikong and the U.S. Special Security Agency. It was sent to the experimental base in the United States through a mobile petri dish, but something happened before it left Japan, and it was likely to hatch early. No one knew whether the newly hatched cubs would get out of control, and they chose to move them as a last resort. The Petri dishes are temporarily placed on a construction site in Omurocho, which is inaccessible.However, based on what happened later, it is not difficult to guess that the so-called last resort was just a premeditated plan.

"Is that all for the purpose of killing you?"

Ming Yang chuckled, but the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking arc: "No, they are the cannon fodder being used. The purpose is to make a few cuts in my body and let some blood out. Don't talk about this, but you, uncle, will miss it. Being involved for no reason can only be said to be a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes. Speaking of which, who is that child? Is it your uncle's son?"

Genichiro Sanada: "..."

"Ah~hahaha..." He laughed heartily, which was different from the mocking smile with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up before, but sounded rather pleasant, but soon the smile subsided and returned to that The style of the devil king who is arrogant and indifferent, full of aura.The deep black eyes looked at Sanada quietly, "Are you kidding, what? Are you angry?"

His eyes are a kind of pure and rich black, like an ancient well and deep pool, without ripples or waves, so deep that it seems that even sunlight can be annihilated. Looking at such a pair of eyes, it seems that even your thinking consciousness will be deprived of it. , There was nothing left in my mind for a moment.

"I'm Genichiro Sanada, a first-year student at Kanagawa Prefectural High School Affiliated to Kai University."

The words "first grade" were inexplicably accentuated.

"Hey? So I'm still a junior high school student!" Ming Yang blinked, looking the same as before, but soon said as usual: "Hey! Uncle, I'm very hungry."

Sanada Ningmei and Ming Yang looked at each other, and Ming Yang took it for granted: "There are frozen ramen in the refrigerator! Double the eggs and dried bamboo shoots."

"..." Sanada took a deep breath, turned and went to the kitchen.

Ming Yang leaned on the sofa and poked the little monster back and forth with his fingers, thinking that Japanese junior high school students have to take home economics classes, so it shouldn't be difficult to cook noodles... right?

Twenty minutes later, two strangers who only knew each other's name sat face to face on the sofa holding a bowl of noodles filled with dried bamboo shoots and eggs on this bizarre night.

Ming Yang picked up a pair of chopsticks and sucked the noodles into his mouth, chewing slowly with an inexplicable elegance.There was a faint halo in the black eyes, and all the sharpness and coldness faded away in that instant, like an ordinary boy of thirteen or fourteen, as if seeing the coldness and ruthlessness before was an illusion.

Some people are used to pretending. Sanada dare not say that he can see through it at a glance, but he has a natural sensitivity to danger and malice.

This man is dangerous!

But he found helplessly that he couldn't raise any precautions against him at all.

Sanada frowned, feeling uncontrollably anxious.

A bowl of quick-frozen ramen tastes surprisingly good.Mingyang couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Sanada sitting opposite him.

Serene, calm, and a bit old-fashioned of a traditional Japanese man.

Sanada felt Naruo's gaze, and his eyes met.

"It seems that Japan is really a wise decision to teach students home economics!"

Sanada: "...Aren't you Japanese?"

"Only a quarter of Japanese blood." To be honest, he doesn't care what nationality he is, because before he broke through the space barrier and came to this world, his ID card read—— Asian Alliance Security Base Resident Certificate.He was born in another time and space, the seventh year of the end of the world. At that time, the division of nationality was not so obvious, the binding force of the state machine was much less than before, and the real ruling power was basically in the hands of the army and people with backgrounds.As long as he can remember, he has known that he is a member of the Asian Alliance, and he has no concept of nationality at all, and he is still of mixed race.But now he is a full-fledged Japanese citizen.

"Can't you see it! Uncle, the ramen you make seriously and old-fashioned is delicious..."

The voice of speaking became lower and lower, and Sanada came back to realize that Naruto had already fallen asleep on the sofa with an empty bowl in his arms.

It's rare for Sanada to slander in his heart, this person is indeed an outlier.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your support, even if there is only one reader and one comment, I am very happy.Because Sanada is my favorite character in Wangwang, he is my male god, and it is a pleasure to be able to share this love with others in the form of words.

Another: This article is about the dark world formed by people with special abilities and tennis.