Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

Sanada Feiichiro looked at his son who was like a fart in a speechless manner, "Didn't you come to watch the game?"

"Anyway, there is no game today! We all booked the same hotel, of course I want to go back with my beautiful brother! Dad, you can watch the game here! I will take care of myself."

Sanada Feiichiro: "..." I didn't come to watch the game, okay?Brat, you will make trouble!

Helpless, Sanada Feiichiro had no choice but to go back to the hotel with his son, lest the ignorant brat cause trouble to others.

So the three of them together with a little monster bid farewell to the others and left the gymnasium.

Although there is no game at Lihai University today, other team members will definitely stay to watch the game. This is also a good opportunity to learn about the strength of other schools in advance.

It was not easy for Mingyang to get up early in the morning and rush here to participate in the opening ceremony. How could he stay to watch the games of other schools!It's a pity that someone couldn't make him get his wish.

Ming Yang looked at the person standing in front of him, his black eyes narrowed slowly, and an invisible sense of oppression spread in the air.

Daxie Youwu standing in the front couldn't help taking a step back, as if suddenly, the air became cold and oppressive, and looking at the person standing in front of him who was half a head shorter than himself, those deep and cold eyes The black eyes were like a icy whirlpool, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

This... guy... eyes... so scary! !

"From Liuliqiu? What's the matter?"

Mingyang turned his head when he heard the voice, and sure enough, he saw Atobe leading the Ice Emperor's candidates walking in their direction, and it was Renzu who spoke just now.

Atobe walked up to Mingyang, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw Mingyang's stinky face: "What kind of eyes do you have, I came here to look for you, and even put on a dead face for me, shouldn't I be grateful ? Huh?"

Mingyang glanced at him, "Thank you so much, Mr. Atobe! I just want to sleep, but unfortunately..."

Atobe flicked his hair with his fingers, turned his gaze to the Liuliqiu players who were standing in front of Naruo, heh...they are all from the school team!really...

"Has Liu Liqiu been so bored that he came to find trouble with his opponent before the official match? It seems that I really think highly of you. Is it because of this ambition? Huh?"

Daxie Youwu's face changed, and his eyes were angry: "Atobe, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Didn't you guys find some sense of presence before the official competition because you were afraid of Li Haida?" Ninzuzu replied lazily with a unique Kansai accent voice.

"Hmph!" Daxie Youwu sneered: "Are we afraid of Lihai? Last year, if our senior Huagu had not gone abroad for further studies, would Lihai have won the championship? Not only did Senior Huagu come back this year, but there are also ten characters It's a dream for seniors to join us and want to defeat us Liuliqiu, but you Ice Emperor, who lost to Li Haida again this year, is that why you hug Li Haida's thigh? Hahaha..."

Mingyang narrowed his eyes: "If you cause trouble before the game, you will be suspended! But I am just a team manager. If I handle it well, even if I do something out of line, it seems that it will not hurt other members of our school. !Ah! It's so good!"

Daxie Youwu looked angry but was held back by his partner. The other party was right, and this guy... felt very dangerous.

Naruo waved to Atobe and the others, turned around and walked away.

Sanada Feiichiro breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know the identity of this person, he had no doubt about the impatient look in his eyes just now. If he really dared to offend this person, the consequences would probably be very serious.

Fortunately, a clue was finally resolved.

pity……

Ming Yang suddenly stopped, and the swift tennis ball flew past his ear, and then embedded deeply into the steel wire net on the side of the court.

Mingyang turned his head slowly, Daxie Youwu smiled hypocritically: "I'm really sorry! My hand slipped a bit. You don't mind!"

Ming Yang slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and his cold voice, like gold and jade colliding, had a unique exotic accent, which was extraordinarily elegant and pleasant: "Oh, I don't mind at all!"

Daxie Youwu laughed, laughing incomparably insolently proud! But the next moment... a violent wind brushed against the top of his hair, and there was a sharp pain in his scalp, and he yelled out reflexively covered his head.

It wasn't until the pain dissipated that he came back to his senses and found that his partner beside him had sat down on the ground in fright.Pointing at him with trembling fingers, he was completely incoherent.

The Daxie has me as the person involved, but it is not as clear as their onlookers. He can clearly see that the manager of the Lihai University grabbed the tennis racket in his bag and threw it out. The whole racket is like It galloped away like an off-string arrow, the racket flew past Daxie's scalp, and the strong wind brought by the forward movement of the racket even lifted a bunch of Daxie's hair.

Then the racket fell through the wire mesh of the court and fell to the other side, leaving only a tear in the wire mesh.

Immediately afterwards, they heard the special voice with an exotic accent saying, "I'm so sorry, my hand slipped! Don't you mind?"

Liu Liqiu, who had been frightened into a fool, dared to say he didn't mind, some of them hadn't reacted from the frightening situation just now.

Mingyang waved his hand in satisfaction, and walked again, muttering to himself: "It's really not good if I haven't slept well! It made me become impulsive, and if the uncle finds out, I will definitely be black-faced! Otherwise, I'd better hide it." Let him be fine."

Sanada Feiichiro wiped his forehead silently, and thought to himself, he really is a dangerous person!

And Sasuke!Ah, my son was so fooled into patting his chest that he promised not to tell his uncle what happened just now.

Naruo squeezed Sasuke's face, and looked at Feiichiro Sanada with a smile: "Brother Sanada, please."

Sanada Hiichiro: "..."

Ming Yang frowned in distress, "If the uncle finds out, he will definitely put on a face, maybe he will preach seriously!"

Hiichiro Sanada was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man who was walking side by side with Sasuke, a strange feeling crossed his mind, this Inaba classmate and Genichiro seemed... very close!

The Hyotei school team not far from them saw the scene just now clearly. Atobe looked at the torn mark on the wire mesh, touched the mole of tears with his fingers, and his eyes fell into deep thought.

In the end, the provocation provoked by Liu Liqiu ended with this unexpected ending.

Although Sasuke and his son were tight-lipped, in fact Sanada knew about it from the members of the ice emperor when he was still in the gymnasium.

When we returned to the hotel, Sasuke was already waiting at the gate with the little monster in his arms. Next to him was a long-haired girl in a pink dress. She was Haruko Kijo, who was about the same age as Sanada. Across a wall, she can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart.

"Uncle." Sasuke rushed towards Sanada with the little monster in his arms, and Haruko Kijo followed him towards the tennis club.

"Xianichiro." Haruko Kijo smiled at Sanada, and greeted the tennis club one by one, introducing herself in a graceful manner: "Hello, my name is Haruko Kijo, and I am Genichiro's neighbor. I just came here to watch your game."

Because they are not from the same school, except for Yukimura who has known each other for a long time, it is also the first time for everyone to meet each other, and they all introduced themselves.

King Ni squinted his eyes and leaned into Liu Sheng's ear and whispered, "The deputy minister has a very beautiful childhood sweetheart!"

Liu Sheng glanced at him speechlessly, King Ni raised his eyebrows and looked back, with a smirk in his voice: "Hey, I don't know what the big devil is doing now?"

Sanada grabbed Sasuke and asked, "Where's Naruo?"

Sasuke said: "I went to see it just now, Brother Mingyang is still sleeping. Are you going to ask Brother Mingyang to get up for dinner?"

Sanada turned to Yukimura and said, "You go to eat first, I'll wake him up."

Haruko Kijo looked at the back of Sanada leaving in a hurry, turned her head and asked Yukimura, "Is the person Genichiro mentioned just now a friend of his?"

Yukimura and Sanada played tennis together since they were young, and met Haruko Nozomi a few times. She is a beautiful and spoiled girl, but her unusually straightforward personality is similar to that of a boy.

Yukimura smiled slightly and said, "It's the manager of our tennis club. He transferred to our school this year. He usually relies on Sanada."

Haruko Kijo also showed a smile, but she didn't think so in her heart. She knew Sanada's personality very well. Even Yukimura and Yukimura had been playing together since they were young. Apart from tennis, they were just ordinary friends in private, let alone a transfer person who just met. School students.

Sanada walked into the room, Naruto was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was quite low.Ming Yang was almost completely hidden in the thin quilt.

Sanada sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt a little to expose Naruto's head. He habitually stretched out his palm and touched Naruto's forehead, but the moment his hand touched Naruto's skin, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Ming Yang, he actually...has a high fever! !

For a moment, he seemed to think that he had an illusion, but the abnormal heat on the skin touched by his palm reminded him that Ming Yang was really feverish.

His first reaction was to call an ambulance, and the moment he picked up the phone, he thought of Ming Yang's different identity from ordinary people.

Then he opened the address book of his mobile phone, and there was an unnamed phone number in it, which was the phone number of Feng, who had been silent by Mingyang's side all the time.

Now, the only person he can contact is this person.

Then there is the anxious waiting.

He didn't even dare to use physical methods to cool him down rashly, so he could only look at him like this.

At first... I thought it was the bad mood caused by continuous high-intensity tennis matches, or the low mood caused by lack of sleep...

Sanada clenched his hands into fists, originally... always thought that he could take good care of him.

The result was... helpless.

Looking at Ming Yang who was lying quietly on the bed, it was obvious that the high fever had reached a very terrifying level, but instead his face showed a strange paleness.

With endless vulnerability.

A dull pain spread silently in the chest.

Until the sound of the doorbell rang he woke him up suddenly, and when he opened the door, it was not Feng who was standing outside the door, but Chong Ye Minhui who had met Mingyang at first.

Okiya Minhui nodded politely to Sanada, then walked to the bedside to check Naruo's status.

She stretched out her hand to touch Mingyang's forehead, and after pondering for a few seconds, she said to Sanada: "The high fever will last for about one night. It is unknown when he will wake up, but he will be very..." Seeing Sanada's expression, She paused, and swallowed the word "pain" that came to her lips: "Master Mingyang will be very uncomfortable, I must take Master Mingyang back to Jikong."

"What's wrong with him?" Sanada looked at Naruto who was pale as paper on the bed, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"I'm really sorry, Sanada-kun." Okiya Minhui shook his head regretfully at Sanada and said: "About this matter, you can ask Master Mingyang later, I can't reveal a word of my own."

After Sanada heard the expected answer, his face was calm and unwavering, but his eyes seemed to be a bottomless cold pool.

Chong Ye Minhui glanced at him and sighed, "Sanada-kun will have an important match tomorrow! And you can rest assured that Master Mingyang will not be in any danger. After all... this is not the first time!"

Sanada's pupils shrank, it wasn't... the first time...

Suddenly he thought of that meeting in the New Year before, he always thought that the high fever at that time was due to the injury, so it wasn't at all?