Wang Wang's dream color

The guests of the golf club are divided into two types according to the color of the invitation letter.

Chu Ming looked at the pure white invitation letter in his hand, and slowly walked into the sixth floor. Those who could be invited here were all political and business leaders and celebrities from all walks of life, involving black and white. The one in his hand was also obtained through that gentleman.

According to the number on the white badge obtained at the same time, Hatsuna found his own suite and opened it.

Adhering to the usual luxury on this cruise ship, the sixth floor that Chuming entered can only be said to be a new level of extravagance.

Sitting down on the sofa, facing a whole wall of screens, Chu Ming opened the red wine taken out of the freezer, while picking up the manuals placed on the table and flipping through them, recalling in his mind the information he was told before coming here .

The underground tennis world has developed extremely rapidly in recent years, and the energy exerted by the "Ghost Skull" in it is even more unimaginable.

Attracted by huge profits, bigwigs from all walks of life participated in it, and many professional players were also involved.

Through gambling, the wealthy can find suitable players to form a private team, arrange for them to participate in various underground games, and even secretly control professional tennis games on the surface.

Among them, the undercurrent is surging out of the market of tens of billions of dollars. How can such a tempting cake not make people flock to it.

This time the club was a small but very huge gambling club. The rich people who were invited had a lot of wealth, and the players had also been screened. Only a small part came in through invitation letters with empty names.

According to the requirements in the manual, the minimum bet limit for each bet this time is one billion US dollars, and there are dozens of celebrities participating in it. After thinking about it for a while, you can see what kind of gamble it is.

According to the news he got, all the players who passed the screening and participated in this club signed the certificate of life and death. Chu Ming looked at the manual in his hand and was a little lost for a while. In previous games, there were many casualties...

Putting down the manual, Chu Ming walked to the window, outside was the sky-high sea, and it was almost dark at the moment, and he couldn't see anything clearly... just like the situation in front of him.

In previous years, the tyrannical person who finally won did get a huge bonus and the opportunity to enter the professional network.

However, most of the players who participated in the event returned home in disastrous defeats. Even if they were not dead or injured, they would leave behind a very serious psychological shadow.

"Ghost Skeleton"...

Chu Ming had heard about this organization when he was abroad, it was a tyrant who ruled the underground...

Its members play tennis in a bloodthirsty way, and most of them are brutal people who are excited to see blood...

But despite this, its power has attracted loyal believers all over the world.

Thinking of the Sakaoka I saw before, or Yagawa...Hatsuna frowned, feeling that the road ahead was chaotic...

It seems...he was involved in a huge storm...

What Chu Ming didn't know was that the gentleman he was talking about was currently in a room not far from him, waiting for the waves to rise.

"Master, since you have already sent Mr. Igarashi here, why do you need to come here yourself?"

Only one dim light was turned on, and under the warm yellow light, the boy's brows and eyes were still somewhat tired. He leaned back in the chair and supported his head with one hand, listening to Richard whispering in his ear.

"What's more, isn't that Echizen Ryoma you're looking for is also by Ms. Sakura's side?"

Handing the prepared pills and water cups to the young man, Richard's eyes were clearly worried, "Your body is really not suitable for thinking and rushing so frequently."

"It's dangerous after all, and she hasn't fully recovered. Echizen Ryoma...isn't strong enough..."

The ink on the fingertips turned, and the boy's deep eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he could only hear the intoxicating affection under the lazy voice, "No matter what, it's okay if you don't see her, at least... get closer to her... .I will rest assured..."

Outside the window, the wind is calm and the sea is calm at the moment, but the sea wind whirls past, it seems that the next moment... will be the whistling storm...

"Hi! My beautiful princess!"

Opening the door, Sakura saw a delicate angel-like pure and dazzling smile. Samuel leaned against the wall at her door, wearing a white sportswear that looked more lively and sunny. He leaned close to Sakura, bent down, and held her hand very naturally Qi Sakurano put a kiss on his hand, and his tone was gentlemanly and simple, "Can I invite you to have dinner together?"

"Sorry, I have an appointment."

Gently pushing away the extremely confusing face that was too close, Sakura smiled lightly, but the smile in her eyes was secretive, "Speaking of which, how do you know I'm in S1?"

"My heart... felt the presence of the princess..."

Making a heart-holding gesture, Samuel spoke the words of a playboy with that innocent angelic face, which really gave people a deep sense of disobedience, but fortunately he blinked after a few seconds, naughty He smiled and changed back to his style.

"Okay, no kidding...Actually,"

After a pause, Samuel scratched his cheek innocently, and approached Sakura with a flattering face, "I followed Sakura secretly before...so I know."

"Since the princess has an appointment, Samael won't force her. However,"

With the back of his hand behind his back, Samuel transformed into a bright rose in the blink of an eye, and handed it to Sakura, smiling triumphantly, "Sakura will accept this."

"Love you..."

Stuffing the flower into Sakura's hand, and taking the opportunity to kiss her fingertips, Samuel smiled like a sneaky cat, and jumped away in the blink of an eye, "Happy dinner... my princess."

Looking back at Samuel's leaving figure, Ying Nao's eyes fell on the rose in her hand, her eyes were deep.

After a while, she let go, and the flowers fell... slowly, falling apart at her feet.

Suddenly someone approached beside him, Sakura looked up, with a surprised expression on her face, "It's you..."

Simple white clothes and black trousers, still short hair covering half of the cheeks, but the makeup has been wiped off, revealing half of a plain and delicate face, and the light blue pupils are focusing on Ying Nao's face at this moment.

"Yamazawa Jin...is that right?"

Seeing Shanze nodded, Sakura smiled slightly, the corners of her lips curved slightly, "You are here, what a coincidence."

"unfortunately."

Shaking his head, Shanze ignored Sakura's suspicious gaze, but instead focused on the direction where Samuel was leaving, with a cold tone, "He... is dangerous."

"you,"

She looked at Ying Nao who was smiling but didn't reach her eyes again, her tone fluctuated slightly, "Be careful."

"Ok?"

Before recovering from Shanze's series of actions and strange words, Ying Nao saw this strange girl walking past her, and she was about to leave.

"and many more."

Taking a step forward, Ying Nao caught up with Shan Ze, who was walking neatly, tilted her head slightly and smiled, "Why did you remind me?"

"Someone made me do it."

Seeing that Ying Nao was about to open his mouth to ask again, Shan Ze shook his head vigorously as if he couldn't handle it, and strode away with a few words decisively, "He won't let me say who it is. I don't know why."

Although Shanze spoke vaguely, Sakura still understood. She looked thoughtfully at the back of Shanze fleeing away, and the mystery appeared in her eyes again... who is it and why.

Ahh...things are getting more and more interesting...

"Ryuzaki?"

In the restaurant, Echizen looked at Sakura on the opposite side, looking around in thought for a while, and staring at himself in a daze for a while, and finally couldn't help asking after a long silence, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ok?"

His wandering thoughts were pulled back by Echizen's voice, and Sakura withdrew her eyes from looking around unconsciously, and fell on Echizen's face, with a faint smile and even a little puzzled, "Ryoma, you didn't call me Ryuzaki before."

"...cherry."

Choked, Echizen pursed his lips, and changed his address, "Do you remember what happened before?"

"Probably, the previous memories are still loose, and they can't be connected together."

Shrugging needlessly, Sakura propped her chin and looked at the taciturn Echizen suspiciously, "But, I don't remember you being so silent when you were young..."

"You talked a lot to me, and most of the time I was listening..."

Leaning slightly, with a smile in his eyes, Sakura asked Echizen more like a joke at this moment, "Why...are you unhappy when we meet again?"

Being stared at by Sakurano's scorching stare, Echizen, who was not good at talking to girls and didn't like talking to girls, seemed a little embarrassed at this moment, "No..."

"Yeah... that's good."

Seeing that Echizen's thoughts had been pulled away, Sakura's eyes were darkened slightly, she retreated to her seat and sat upright, her smile still light and relaxed.

"Tomorrow, who is your opponent?"

Lighting up the badge at Ryo's hand, a small B5 was displayed on it, which was the opponent randomly drawn by Echizen Tomorrow, "This is my number."

"I haven't seen it yet."

As he said that, Sakura took out the badge in his pocket, flipped through it briefly, and raised his head, "C10."

"Tomorrow, we will each be careful, this game...isn't that simple."

Slightly pursing her lips, Sakura raised her chin towards the silent surroundings, motioning for Echiqian to take a look, "Look at these people around you."

"It looks like it's all on its own."

In the huge restaurant, most of the dozens of golfers who dine are sitting alone, with different expressions, most of them are indifferent and defensive.

Echizen just looked around briefly, but it attracted a lot of subtle scrutiny. He looked away, but met Sakurano's deep eyes that were full of mystery and mystery.

"Not only that. They..."

Sakura lowered her voice slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up in a slightly coquettish arc, "I've seen blood..."

Seeing Echima's surprise, Sakura raised her brows and eyes, her voice was hoarse for a moment, "I'm familiar with... this kind of breath..."

"In short, your own safety comes first."

After a few breaths of silence, Sakura put down her hand, but stared quietly at Etsuzen, "Ryoma?"

"In the future, when you think about it, if you need, you can tell me what happened."

Echizen pressed the brim of his hat, and his tone was still a little uncomfortable and awkward, but after a pause, he still raised his eyes, looked at the slightly startled Sakura seriously and said, "Sakura, this time it's you who... I Come and listen."

The hustle and bustle of the whole world went away, as if in an instant, he returned to the cherry forest where joy and sorrow were buried, and to the small courtyard separated by a fence... and back to him and her at first...

It was still the pair of snow-like eyes that she cherished so dearly that once gave her hope and tenderness...

Sakura was stunned, and after a long while, she slowly looked into those eyes, smiled lightly, and responded seriously.

"it is good."