Net King's Absolute Shutdown

But it’s okay, because it’s been a long time since Qianyeliu appeared in public last time, so my hair has grown a lot, the bangs in front are also relatively long, and even a little gel water is useless, very There is a big difference between the submissive and handsome and cold Qianye Liu, the arrogant and evil Atobe Qianya, and Death, so basically there is no need to worry.

The brown-haired young man sneered, and the tennis ball was bouncing in his hands, "Hehe, you look good, I don't even have the heart to ruin your face."

Ruined my face?My eyes became sharper. No one has ever dared to say such a thing in front of me. You are looking for death. It seems that this young master can't hide his secrets anymore. "Ne, is it?"

It's still this guy's serve game. I didn't have enough physical strength today, so let's let go of the points in this game for the time being. Later, the young master will show them what violent tennis is.

"Ah, supervisor, be careful!" The people outside became anxious, because they all saw that I was dodging the tennis ball, so they were busy reminding me, cut, facing such a tennis ball, all you need to do is be careful. I have no interest in fighting back at all, wasting energy.

"1:0!" The referee was an American, so he naturally said proudly, but didn't they find it strange?The people who played against them before were hit by at most two goals, but now it has been one round, but the person on the field is still standing.

"It's a pity. I only serve well. You are lucky." It was my serve. I suddenly threw the ball up, and then swung the racket suddenly. Violent tennis man.

The 'bang' hit the brunette youth directly in the face, and the brunette youth was directly knocked down to the ground.

"Weak!" I moved my lips slightly, and then quickly swung the racket again. The ball had countless landing points, but the final landing point still fell on the face of the brown-haired young man. There was only one way to face the strange arc. Unfortunately, You are not that smart yet.

Throwing the ball again, my strength this time is stronger than the previous two balls. "Bastard... bastard" the guy stood up, and almost didn't curse out, but the ball whizzed to his ears. 'Bang' was hit again and fell to the ground.

The serve was relatively small this time, but the strength was not small, and it directly hit the guy on the nose, and with a muffled snort, the guy seemed to be in a coma, and the blood from his nose quickly flowed into his mouth.

"Cut!" I snorted coldly, poked the tennis ball into the air with my index finger, then quickly swung the racket, and hit the ball with completely irregular routes. This time, the strength was stronger than before. The speed has reached a level that cannot be predicted by the naked eye.

'Bang' It seems that the sound this time is much louder than the previous few balls, and it hit the face so directly, everyone trembled, the power of this ball is definitely not simple, that guy's face must be Ruined.

Turning the racket in my hand, "No one who hurts the tennis team can get away with it. Who will be next?" Suddenly I gripped the racket tightly, and then I pointed at the Americans, the brown man Fa Youth deserved it, and I was treated as the chicken to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys.

"We... we, let's go first." Faced with such a tough method, who can play ball with this person who beats people like a routine, isn't that courting death?Soon, the blond-haired youth took away the brunette-haired youth who could no longer see his face. Although I knew they were definitely unwilling, but who am I?I am not only the second young master of the Atobe family, but also the boss of the night group, and I am also Lou Rothschild. Even if I don't want to be the head of the family, there are still countless people who can be used by me.

"Arai, return it to you." Throwing the racket to the already frightened Arai, strange, what is he afraid of?I turned my head to look at the people outside the field. It seemed that everyone looked like a ghost. After all, who could have imagined that such a weak and beautiful boy would have such a strong method, and every ball would see blood, and even broke his bones. .

"Cut, weak." I put on my hat, then walked slowly to the goal, and then walked over very calmly, whatever you say, discuss it if you like, I don't care anymore,