Conan’s Mouri Kogoro

I saw Mouri Kogoro holding a green tennis ball in his hand, and he tossed the tennis ball with ease.

Judy's eyes flashed with disdain. The slap action, the ball throw, the knee bend, and the kick, all of which were layman's practices. She couldn't help but despise Maori Kogoro.

But when the tennis racket hits that tennis ball.

Everything has changed!

The sound of the explosion came in an instant, and a green whirlwind shot out, over half of the tennis court, and instantly blasted a small hole on the hard ground made of cement and asphalt.

The speed of this tennis ball did not decrease at all, and it spun wildly and shot towards the black iron net surrounding the court.

A terrifying scene appeared.

It actually kept spinning on the iron net, and the iron net kept shaking.

In the end, the ball landed weakly on the ground.

The pupils in Judy's aqua-green eyes kept shrinking, she didn't react at all, and the tennis ball passed her body.

Judy looked down at the hard court, the small hole hit by the tennis ball, and small cracks appeared around it.

This power is simply terrifying astonishing.

Mouri Kogoro waved his arm, but he was still not too satisfied. The racket was so easy to use, and he only exerted 30% of his power just now.

Sonoko's mouth was wide open when she saw this scene. She is a member of the tennis club. Although she is not as good as a professional player, it does not mean that she cannot understand the quality of the ball.

Although this ball did not have any skills and was purely based on strength, it was beyond reproach that with strength alone, this ball was unstoppable.

Sonoko looked at Maori Kogoro's tall figure, and little stars gradually appeared in his eyes. :Bravo! It turns out that Uncle Maori really let me before.

Xiaolan on the side had a satisfied smile on her face, her father would never let her down.

After a while, Ms. Judy, who was opposite Kogoro Mauri, couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in her heart. With just that strength, Judy had already determined that this great detective was the best choice in terms of intelligence and force. Enough to become his own helper against the dark organization.

Then the bet must be won, so that it is logical to invite Mouri Kogoro to help him.

The power is great and the serve is great, but it doesn't mean that you can't win.

A look of confidence appeared on Mr. Judy's face after regaining her composure. Although Kogoro Maori's power is terrifying, tennis is a sport that requires skill, and he only needs to win one goal to win this time. 's bet.

Thinking of this, Judy's mouth curled into a smile: Maori Detective, you lose because you are too confident.

Although Judy is not very good at tennis, as a hobby, she naturally has some experience after playing for a long time, and she also knows some fierce serving methods.

Now that the right to serve came to Judy, she threw the green tennis ball high and fell to the left behind her head, and Judy's body leaned back into a bow shape, showing a perfect curve, she pushed herself Turn it into a lever and put all the force on the racket, rubbing the back of the ball from the bottom up.

This was a perfect topspin serve, and Sonoko couldn't help exclaiming.

If you don't pay attention to this ball, it will make people suffer a big loss. It will bounce up when it falls to the ground. It is a very aggressive serve style.

Judy had a satisfied smile on her face, obviously very satisfied with her serve this time, but the next scene surprised her.

Mouri Kogoro seems to have long known the direction of rotation after the ball hits the ground. He walked leisurely to the direction of rotation and waited, clumsily holding the racket in his hand, and unskilledly swiped it out again.

The so-called topspin force was ridiculous in front of Kogoro Mouri, and all the rotational force was dissipated with a single shot.

The tennis ball was drawn in the direction Maori Kogoro expected, and Judy didn't have time to turn back to block it, and the tennis ball shot directly into Judy's proud chest.

The green tennis ball collided with Judy's two big balls. Under the tremendous force, the two big **** immediately rippled.

Yuanzi and Xiaolan couldn't help opening their mouths when they saw this scene.

Fortunately, the power in Kogoro Maori's hand has been reduced a lot. The tennis ball has not reproduced the scene of frantically spinning on the barbed wire just now. Otherwise, it is very likely that the two big **** will be bruised directly.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help pretending to be concerned and said, "Mr. Judy, are you alright, the ball spun into your chest for some reason, didn't it hurt you?"

Judy rubbed her chest, which was very tempting, her face was gloomy, and she returned: "It's okay!"

After she said that, she picked up the tennis ball again, gritted the back of her teeth, and pulled out another savage topspin. The direction of this rotation was towards Mouri Kogoro's cheek.

But to Judy's despair, Mouri Kogoro seemed to have fully anticipated the entire trajectory of this serve, and blocked it with ease.

The green whirlwind reappeared, wiping Mr. Judy's short blond hair directly, and bombarded the field behind, smashing a small hole again.

Judy's expression was stunned. She seemed to smell the burnt smell from the passing tennis ball. Where did this smell come from? Her aqua-green eyes looked at Mauri Kogoro's racket.

There were some signs of blackening on the net wire in the middle of the tennis racket.

0166 Green Bullet

Maori Kogoro couldn't help laughing when he saw the lost face of the American girl. Tennis is too simple for Maori Kogoro.

As long as his speed is fully exerted, his reaction is almost four times faster, that is to say, compared to ordinary people, the speed of the tennis ball is slowed down by almost four times, and all the rotation routes can be clearly seen. The ball is as easy as drinking water.

With the swipe of the racket, the whole body was slammed, and the force dropped ten times. It didn't take any skills to beat the FBI female agent into a daze.

Next is pure abuse time. The more Maori Kogoro plays, the better he plays. The tennis that was originally going straight was played by him, and all kinds of spin **** were constantly displayed.

Either rubbing against Mr. Judy's dick, or bumping into her chest, or shooting her dick, or defiantly passing her ear.

But no matter which ball it was, it all hit the hard court, and Judy didn't even get a point.

There was a faint sarcasm on Maori Kogoro's face, as if to say that this female agent from the FBI was nothing more than that.

Judy had already become mad, sweating profusely, her tennis jacket clinging tightly to her body, outlining her plump curves.

Her eyes were full of anger, and when Maori Kogoro's tennis hit her chest for the third time, she knew that the Maori detective in front of her had been playing with her.

But the dignity of the agent did not allow Judy to give up easily, so she worked hard to support it, driven by Mouri Kogoro's tennis ball to run around the court, trying to catch the ball, trying to win a point.

Judy's betting requirements at this moment have already changed, and she doesn't want to invite Kogoro Mouri to the plan at all.

If she can really win this bet, she will definitely take off the sneakers under her feet, and let Maori Kogoro kneel on the ground and lick her feet, only to be satisfied with each one.

But this wish is obviously an extravagant wish, a fantasy, and a distant pavilion!

Maori Kogoro is like an iron wall, watertight, no matter how tricky Judy's ball is, he can always easily receive and return a beautiful counterattack.

Yuanzi and Xiaolan were completely stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't expect such a one-sided situation.

Moreover, the smell of gunpowder between the two on the field was very strong, and the hatred on Teacher Judy's face could almost break through the sky. She had already lost her composure as a secret agent after being constantly teased, and she just wanted to win one point by gritting her teeth.

Although Maori Kogoro was expressionless, every blow was powerful and powerful. Either he hit the ball quickly on Mr. Judy, or he used his strength to smash the tennis ball into small holes on the hard court.

Sonoko's expression was full of astonishment. It was the first time she saw someone who could play tennis like this, but soon a smile appeared on her face, looking at Kogoro Mouri's figure, getting hotter and hotter: As expected, it's my eldest Miss Sonoko. The man on top is amazing!