Wang Wang's dream color

"The strongest person who won in the end, 'Ghost Skull' welcomes you to join. Of course, you can also officially enter the professional network and get high bonuses."

Yagawa looked at the eight golfers in the crowd and drew a pie, while the hologram beside him was also projecting various attractive rewards.

"Of course, in tomorrow's game, you will have more spectators."

Yagawa raised the corners of his eyes, and there was a bloody breath in his tone.

"If you want to go to a higher place to overlook the scenery. Just give full play to your talents."

"Now... Please enjoy the last peace before the war..."

When the light came on, Yagawa had already disappeared, leaving only a vague sentence scattered in the air, which implied a slight mocking malice.

After listening to Yagawa's long-winded words, Sakurano turned around and was about to leave the banquet that made her feel uncomfortable, but stopped after walking a few steps, turned and looked to the side.

It seems that someone has been watching her...

Her indifferent pupils were fixed on the beaded curtain that covered the figure of the cubicle. After a while, she slowly retracted and walked out again.

Seeing that slender figure had walked out of the hall, he retracted his gaze and closed his eyes slightly.

At this banquet, Yagawa only shared part of the activities on the last day.

At that time, the ownership of the eight golfers will also become the focus of competition for the rich.

Nowadays, all player movements and events in the underground tennis world are controlled by the "ghost skeletons". Even the professional leagues on the surface are inextricably linked with them.

And the wealthy businessmen who are involved in gambling and the interests of the team are even more closely related to him, and often use the medium of "ghost skeletons" to absorb fresh blood from their teams.

After selection, the golfers who participated in this club have signed the relevant agreement, agreeing to voluntarily give up their ownership rights, so whoever bets the most tomorrow will be able to win the allegiance of the favorite golfer.

As for the players who participated through the invitation letter with empty names, they are automatically and automatically agreed to transfer the ownership by default.

It can be said... this is an auction where the highest bidder wins.

The only difference is that, as the organizer, "Ghost Skull" will also participate, throwing an olive branch to the strong players they fancy.

Therefore, for all ambitious golfers who enter the final day of the competition, they may encounter the opportunities they desire.

if only...

His eyes fell on the cold ink-colored light on his fingertips, which was deep and deep.

They can make it to the end...

"elder brother!"

Chu Ming, who was wearing a silver mask, was standing in a hidden corner secretly looking around, but there was a cautious and joyful whisper from beside him.

When he turned around, he met a pair of sparkling blue eyes.

"Why, you didn't receive the dress you sent?"

Shan Ze in front of him was still dressed in plain and simple black and white clothes, with short fluffy hair slightly covering half of his face on his clean face, and he was looking at him with those shining little animal-like attachment eyes at the moment.

"I received it, but I'm not used to wearing it, so I simply didn't wear it."

"You..."

Looking at the cold and ruthless but faintly childish and innocent face in front of him, Chu Ming shook his head, stopped what he was about to say, and sighed softly instead.

Blinking, Shanze carefully looked at the face covered by the mask, as if afraid that he would get angry.After a long while, seeing that Chu Ming did not continue to ask, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, you... have you seen it?"

Pulling the corner of Chuming's clothes, Shanze's expectant eyes dazzled him for a moment, "My game..."

"Ah."

Taking a glass of juice from the plate carried by the passing waiter and stuffing it into Shan Ze's hand, Hatsuna touched a small scar that had scabbed on the side of the girl's side cheek, with a calm tone.

"Who gave you the medicine for the wound on your body?"

He has watched all of Shanze's games, and some of them were considered tragic, and he should have suffered a lot of injuries.

"I... myself." Shan Ze bit his lip, and timidly raised his eyes to glance at Chu Ming.

"It's not you...others...I'm not used to it..."

"Ah."

A calm and satisfied smile flashed in Zang Jin's sharp eyes, and he patted Shan Zerong's hair as if he was praising his first name, and said softly, "I'll take a look when I get back."

In front of him is a gorgeous and extravagant environment, but there are countless hidden murderous intentions behind him. The first name is squinting, and a trace of gloom flashes across his eyes.

"Before I came here, I briefly mentioned you. After these two days of competition..."

Turning the subject, Hatsina looked down into Shanze's eyes.

"Did you feel the momentum of your ball?"

"When the fight was fierce... I had a faint feeling of the existence of the qi you mentioned," Shanze pursed his lips, and his eyes became serious.

"But... it's just an intermittent moment-by-moment feeling, and I always feel that there is still a layer of diaphragm that I haven't fully comprehended... It's because I comprehended too slowly."

As she spoke, her face returned to the cold and indifferent look she saw when Chu Ming first came back, as if she was submerged in her own world and was pursuing herself.

The eyes under Chuming's mask flickered slightly, and he really didn't like Jin who showed such an expression in front of him.

"My judgment is not wrong, and your training is not a problem..."

He touched Shanze's face, his tone was still flat...but determined.

"All you need... is an opportunity."

Chu Ming looked at the last few golfers standing scattered not far away, his eyes were dark.

"Tomorrow's game will be the breakthrough for you into a truly new world."

"Tomorrow...I want you to go all out!"

"Yeah." Obediently and even somewhat contentedly, Chu Ming let Chu Ming's fingers caress his cheeks, and Shanze's slightly blue eyes were full of trust and attachment.

"I can."

She lowered her head, with the tenderness in her eyes that Chu Ming couldn't see.

It doesn't matter if I go all out...It doesn't matter if you bleed or get hurt...As long as you say it, I'm willing to do anything...

The room is extravagant and melodious, the night outside the window is getting darker, even the moonlight is gone, and the stars are dim.

Heh... the wind and rain in the future...

I don't know who it is, whispering softly, not intoxicated by this bustling, ghostly shadows...

"elder sister?"

Keiko, who was passing by her sister's room just after her morning practice, glanced casually, and there was a familiar figure standing in the room that she thought was empty, her eyes lit up, and she rushed over.

"elder sister!"

Seeing what her sister was looking at intently, Keiko tiptoed curiously to take a look. After seeing the photo frame on the cabinet, she couldn't help curling her lips, feeling a little depressed.

It was a photo of their mother, but she knew very well that what her elder sister was staring at year after year was actually the blurred silhouette behind her mother that was photographed accidentally.

"You're looking at Auntie Weiwei again...you can watch it whenever you have time, you don't know at all...what's so interesting about it."

Shuffling over to the table and sitting down, Keiko propped her chin sadly and looked at her sister's back, muttering unhappily.

"You don't even look at Keiko who is so smart and cute. He spends his whole day training and playing basketball or looking at photos...Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows

"Bad sister...bad sister...don't even love Keiko..."

......

"Keiko."

□□Talking with gusto, but Yuan only let out a light cry, and then she subconsciously kept silent, pouted aggrievedly and watched Yuan turn around, walked to the table and sat down unhurriedly.

"sister..."

"good."

After being patted on the head by Hara, Keiko's face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny. Although Yuan still had no expression, but... it's good to see her...

Well, Keiko is very content!

Nodding seriously, the smile on Keiko's face brightened again.

"Sister, you always tell me how amazing Auntie is...why doesn't she participate in the professional league?"

Holding her chin, Keiko took the opportunity to ask a question that had puzzled her for a long time.

"According to what you said, she is so strong... She should shine in the history of tennis!"

Hearing his sister's doubts about her innocent ignorance, Bai Shanyuan paused for a moment while pouring the tea, and then filled it up slowly, with a flat tone.

"The teacher once had a entanglement with the 'Ghost Skull', and was affected, and formed a set of too special style of play...not allowed to participate in regular competitions."

"Too special?" Keiko wrinkled her nose, puzzled.

"Um..."

Yuan took a sip of tea, his eyes were as cold as snow.

"Almost all the players who played against the teacher quit tennis and never picked up a racket."

Not paying attention to Keiko's mouth opening wide suddenly, Yuan continued to speak on his own, with indescribable emotion in his tone.

"At that time, there were no more than ten golfers who could resist her momentum."

"Teacher's tennis can only be experienced once in a lifetime..."

"Then, they have to part ways with tennis."

"Now, do you understand...why she can't shine in the public eye?"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Yuan looked at Keiko with a complicated expression, his tone was still cold.

"That is a sharp knife that brings despair when drawn out..."

"Her presence will only be a nightmare."

"Hmm..." Shocked, Keiko nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After a long while, she seemed to think of something, her nodding slowed down, and she looked at her sister who was thinking about something again.

"Hey... my sister..."

"I heard Grandpa said..."

"Sister Sakura...her power...and powerful aunt..."

Thinking of Yuan's previous description, Keiko swallowed her saliva, hesitated, and before she finished speaking, her sister nodded knowingly, confirming what she thought.

"Yes. Passed down in the same vein, blue is better than blue."

Yuan spoke calmly, his eyes filled with unconcealable militant excitement.

"As long as she can come back..."

The hand holding the teacup is slightly tight.

"As long as she doesn't waste this time."

Her eyes sparkled.

"The way she is about to grow up will make my soul shudder."

She whispered... as if speaking to someone far away and unknown...

"Can't!"

Scream - out of control...

"You lunatic! lunatic lunatic lunatic!"

Pale clothes and pale face...

"you come back!"

The hand that was pulled away without hesitation... pinched the white hand tightly...

"You're going to die! You madman!"  …

"Please...please!"

tears fall...

All consciousness fades away...

The gray and black color blurred in front of my eyes...

The most ferocious and sinful breath envelops...

Stepping back...into the deepest corners...

Nothing...don't even think about it.

nothing... doesn't matter anymore...

Just disappear.

"what!"

The suffocation almost overwhelmed her.

Opening her eyes suddenly, Sakura subconsciously grabbed the clothes on her chest, her eyes were vacant and out of focus... The panic that made her suffocate still remained in her mind, a fleeting bubble-like segment.

She tilted her head.

The first morning light spilled in through the window.

Illuminate her eyes...a darkness.

The author has something to say: The stalk of the past is about to be unraveled slowly.

Another fierce fight.Hmmm...not crazy not alive.

Added another collection~~It would be nice to have such a good thing every day~~

☆、Stop update notice

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Because we have to deal with many matters such as the upcoming school report, and the follow-up plot needs to be reorganized, this article will be suspended for one month.

After the new environment is settled and adapted, the baby will start updating again~~

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