I am forced to roll into a disk star leader

"Are you sure you've made it up? Could it be that you're afraid?"

The blond boy, William, didn't pay attention to who the other party was at all. He kept imagining the scene of trampling an Asian girl under his feet. As for the possibility of losing, he certainly never thought about it.

After all, he is a tall Caucasian with an advantage in physical strength, and he almost entered the national youth training team. How could he lose?

Qian Feng didn't hold back, and smiled heartily at the boy with a tear mole who suddenly appeared, "Thank you, but we will definitely not lose!"

Lieyang finally ran out from behind the clouds in the evening, illuminating this ordinary street tennis court, and a unique tennis match began.

There was still a smile on the corner of the blond boy's mouth, and his green eyes were staring at the opponent like a falcon. When the opponent served the ball, the yellow tennis ball was thrown high.

In the next second, his eyes went black, and his five senses were temporarily blocked for a second.

At that moment, he seemed to have fallen into an endless hell. He couldn't see or hear anything. He lost his sense of the outside world, and the world was barren.

"15:0! This round is over!"

Blonde boy: "!!!"

What the hell, he hasn't started yet!

At the beginning of the second round, the blond boy clenched his tennis racket and stared at him vigilantly. He was about to send a super high ball, but——

"Waltz of Destruction!"

Before he could react to the two extremely fast smashes, the yellow ball fell to his feet, stirring up waves of dust.

"30:0! This round is over!"

Blonde boy: "!!!"

The third time, the ball passed directly through his tennis racket, leaving a circular mark on it, also declaring a loss for the side.

The blond boy became annoyed and began to question, "What kind of monsters are you? Is this how you play tennis? I'm afraid you've been drinking stimulants, right? Are you playing murderous tennis?"

The purple-gray-haired boy nodded: "Although the words are not pleasant to listen to, they are still another kind of compliment."

Qian Feng laughed: "You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, hahahahahaha."

She couldn't spray again and again, lost the game, and the junior high school students ran away in despair. Qianfeng snorted amusedly, a victor's aura lingered on her body.

She smiled sincerely at the purple-gray-haired boy, "Thank you, my name is Kamyo Chikaze, thanks to you for being here today."

"You're welcome, my name is Keigo Atobe, nobility doesn't exist in the blood, but in the heart, it's because they did something wrong." Keigo Atobe wiped his sweat and smiled appreciatively at her, "You are very brave. "

"Thank you." Qianfeng touched her head in embarrassment, but then she felt that the surname Atobe sounded familiar.

etc!She remembered!

Qian Feng opened his mouth wide, "Your family is the Atobe family that Liben built a set of Buckingham Palace?"

Keigo Atobe: "...It's not such an exaggeration, who made the rumor?"

The shadow of a red-haired boy jumped out of his mind, Qianfeng smiled and shook his head, and exchanged contact information with Atobe Keigo.

He said that he was going back to China to study in junior high school soon, and her tennis skills were impressive (physically), and he hoped to compete with her again.

Qianfeng waved his hand modestly, "My tennis skills were taught by two friends, and I have the opportunity to recommend them to you."

Atobe Keigo smiled and said that it was a deal, but he still didn't know that these two friends of Chikaze would lead his school in the future and suppress his school for two years in the field of tennis that he was thinking of.

This small episode did not affect the Qi Mu family and Qian Feng's mood to continue playing, so they came to the last place of today's itinerary, which is said to be an exhibition.

The exhibition was in a building, and there were two black bodyguards in suits and sunglasses standing at the door. They glanced at Qian Feng strangely when she entered, but finally let her in without saying anything.

Passing through the dark revolving corridor and stairs, there are also modern colorful lights hanging along the way, reflecting the dark and gloomy light.

Qianfeng was puzzled, and turned to ask Qi Mu's mother, "Auntie, what kind of exhibition are we here for? Why does something feel wrong?"

"I don't know, I read the recommendation on the Internet - "Ten Must-Visit Attractions in London", which said that you must go to the 'Magic Mike Show', I think it should be the magic show."

Magic exhibition, then this environment is quite suitable.

However, when she entered the arena, she realized that she was wrong.

Qian Feng's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the muscular men who were struggling to dance on the stage. They were either completely naked, or wore almost transparent white gauze. The misty and dim stage lights were refracted, accompanied by dynamic and bewitching music. Wanton swaying sweat.

Sexy body, handsome face, sweat rolling to Adam's apple, causing the audience to scream in surprise.

Qianfeng stared at Saiki Kusuo with dead fish eyes: "Is this the legendary magic show?"

Saiki Kusuo: "..."

Qi Mu's mother rubbed her head in embarrassment, "Oh, I didn't expect it to be this kind of show, but I've come all over here, so let's go after playing."

It's all here, and people all over the world are using excuses to hide that they are actually very interested. Qianfeng feels speechless.

The off-line couple happily went to have some fun, leaving their son and Qianfeng to dry in place. There were too many people at the scene, so they could only find a seat that was relatively out of the way.

"You're not interested in this, it's very unusual." Saiki Kusuo brought Chikaze a bottle of strawberry milk, and almost everyone knew that Kamito Chikaze was a face-controller.

Qian Feng glared at him, "Am I that kind of person in your heart?"

In fact, the main reason is that it is not to her taste. This kind of macho man who exudes hormones is not her style. She is enough to have hormones all over her body.

Her preferred appearance is a Japanese-style elegant and gentle young man, such as Zhu Fujingguang's type, and her brother Matsuda Jinpei's appearance can barely be considered, but no, no, he has a bad temper, cold and arrogant, and also Can't speak, which woman can stand him.

Saiki Kusuo who heard all her heart sounds: "..."

"Eh!"

Something suddenly happened to Saiki and his wife, and Saiki Kusuo told her to stay where she was and call his name if she had anything to do.

Qian Feng waved his hand indifferently, "Go, go."

She looked at the place curiously, and then a couple next to her caught her attention. The flirtatious blonde blew a kiss to the black-haired hunk, then turned and went to the bathroom, but the black-clothed hunk just looked lazily on stage.

She squinted her eyes for a long time before confirming that it was Sharon Wynyard?

hateful!Who is the man with the goddess?Come out and die!

She stared fiercely at the black-clothed hunk, why did she feel familiar? Qianfeng searched for a name from the corner of her memory.

"Mr. Chanyuan?"

Zenyuan Shier raised his head almost immediately, he was half-snuggled on the seat, showing his plump outline, his green eyes glanced lazily at the person who came, and wrote who are you brightly.

"Is it really you? How did you get here?"

The young girl with a young face happily sat down. She has a beautiful and delicate face, a pair of warm golden eyes full of honey, and a slender figure. She looks at most 14 or 15 years old.

Judging from her attire, she doesn't look like a rich woman.

Chanyuan Shi Er looked away indifferently, but the most important thing was that he didn't like this kind of little sister, and he would easily die if he provoked her, and even made himself flirtatious.

"Oh~ you don't know me anymore, it's normal, after all, it's been so long."

The girl's exclamation made Chanyuan Shier slightly startled, could it be the person he had provoked unconsciously?When he went to the homes of some rich wives before, it was not uncommon for the daughters of those rich wives to have feelings for him that they shouldn't have.

Before he could ask, a middle-aged and elderly white man with blond hair and blue eyes came over. He seemed to have drunk a little too much, "Hey, girl, what's your name? Want to have a drink with me?"

Qian Feng glanced at the white man in distaste. There is always this kind of strange white man who has a passion for yellow people—that is, has an unusual hobby for yellow girls. She kept a cold face and did not answer.

But alcohol lunatics are not so easy to deal with, Qianfeng can only say a fake name at will, "My name is Fu Hei Aiko, but sir, I don't drink."

There was a strange smile in the eyes of the middle-aged and elderly white man, "Girl, this is England, you should try the wine, or what is your contact information?"

Qian Feng glanced at him strangely, thinking about it, in the eyes of foreigners, an Asian girl is 40 at the age of 18, and 12 at the age of 18. They can't tell the age of Asian women at all.

So Qian Feng gave him a friendly smile, "Of course, but I'm still in primary school, I'm 11 years old this year, although I'll be 12 soon, but I don't have a mobile phone, only a little genius phone watch."

Middle-aged and elderly white people: "!!!"

During the whole process, Zenyuan Shier didn't intend to stop him. On the contrary, he was drinking and watching the fun, and finally couldn't help laughing at this moment.

The middle-aged and elderly Caucasian glanced up and down Qianfeng with a look of shock. He couldn't believe it. This girl who was at least 1.6 meters five by visual inspection was still a primary school student. He left muttering, "Nowadays, children grow up on hormones. ?"

Qian Feng rolled his eyes, turned around, and looked at the man whose chest was shaking with a half-smile. Not far away, the sound of high-heeled shoes gradually sounded. Sharon Wynyard was coming back, but he still smiled presumptuously. .

Qianfeng felt very upset, and deliberately amplified his voice, "Mr. Zenyuan, I didn't expect you to come to the UK even when you went to sea. This business has spread widely enough."

Zenyuan Shier, who has long since stopped going into the sea and became a hired killer: "..."

Sharon Wynyard, who is also the well-known Belmode of the black organization, stopped walking when she heard this, and she glanced at the monastery Shier strangely.

In order to better complete this task, she specially hired this famous killer.

To be honest, he has a strong figure, a handsome face, and the scar at the corner of his mouth is extremely sexy. There is a contradictory sense of fragmentation on his body, which is strangely attractive. I thought the mission was over, so it would be better to have a dewy marriage No.

Unexpectedly, did you actually cook a duck in the sea?

A man who is a duck, why didn't he suddenly do it?And I heard that men who practice well are not good at it, so can he complete the task well?

She was a little unsure, and Belmode decided to take another look.