Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

There is a storm in Zero's dark place, but they don't know that a seaside town in the north of England also ushered in an unexpected visitor.

Scarborough is a very famous seaside town located in the north of England, and many foreign tourists come here especially for it.

In the early morning, seagulls are heard on the beach, and the sea is calm, with only a few small boats wandering in it.

A silver-gray custom-made yacht floated slowly on the sea. A few young girls wearing all-in-one ladies' dresses hid behind the butler, poking their heads out from time to time, as if they were a little afraid to look more.

After a while, a girl finally couldn't help but said, "Let's call the police!"

The butler in a neat tuxedo frowned slightly: "We'll make a decision when the young master arrives."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an elegant and gorgeous voice say: "What exactly is waiting for my uncle to come over? Huh?"

As the sound got closer, the young man in a light gray silk nightgown stretched out his fingers and brushed the hair on his forehead. His fair and three-dimensional facial features showed a trace of lazy sleepiness, and the mole of tears in the corners of his eyes showed for no reason. The enchanting and gorgeous Mingyan, whoever it is, is not Keigo Atobe.

After listening to the butler's report, Atobe finally drove away the remaining drowsiness.

The family doctor withdrew his hand holding the stethoscope, his face was solemn. The heartbeat of the man who was fished out of the sea by the maids had almost stopped, and the pulse of the carotid artery was negligible. There is a dead body.

After thinking about it, I still told the truth about the situation, and added another sentence at the end: "Call the police as soon as possible!"

Atobe took a step forward, and only then did he see what the weird man caught by the maids looked like.

His skin is white and dazzling, his facial features are as cold and hard as if carved out of ice and snow, with a sharp and deep touch, and his hair is an extremely rare silver-gray.

The whole person lying there is like an ice sculpture, without any appearance that a normal human being or a normal corpse should have.

Seeing such a face, one would want to reach out and touch it, to see if it is really as cold and hard as an ice sculpture.

He did so when he thought about it, and when his long, white fingers touched the cold skin, he even poked involuntarily.

Well!is soft.

Just as he was about to retract his fingers, a sudden force grabbed his wrist.

Atobe was taken aback, and suddenly came back to his senses and crashed into a pair of very strange silver-gray pupils.

A coldness like spreading ice and snow was projected from those eyes like icicles.

The two looked at each other, one was stunned, the other was cold.

Atobe blinked, thinking, isn't this really a robot made by some technology company?After opening the eyes, there is no breath of a living person, okay!

The two looked at each other for only a few seconds, and when Atobu came back to his senses, the man had already closed his eyes, and let go of the hand holding his arm.

The scene just now seemed to be his illusion.

The housekeeper and maids who were taken aback by this sudden scene finally came to their senses.

The housekeeper was so calm that finally there was a little anxiety on his face: "Master, it's better to call the police."

Atobe stretched out his finger to caress the tear mole on the corner of his eye, pondered for a few seconds before shaking his head, the butler said in surprise, "Master?"

"Put it in the rest room first, and wait until we see the situation." He had an inexplicable premonition that if he called the police, he would cause many very fatal troubles.Moreover, he always felt that this person had a very special sense of familiarity.

The butler responded respectfully, thinking about who to contact to help, even if something really happened at that time, so as not to cause trouble for the young master, he suddenly felt that he should call some good bodyguards from the castle by the way, after all this time The origin of the person is unknown, and one should be prepared in case of unruly intentions.

Atobe looked at the man's face again, and he couldn't help thinking, how strong a sense of oppression such a person would have when he was sober, or how strong his heart must be to dare to get along with him peacefully?Thinking about it, Atobe couldn't help raising his eyebrows, always feeling a little curious about the man's sober appearance.However, according to the family doctor, it is still unknown when I will wake up!

Well, speaking of which, shouldn't the housekeeper set rules for the maids not to pick up such weird unknown creatures casually?

On a tall building by the coast, a middle-aged man in very ordinary clothes averted his gaze from the yacht, took out his mobile phone and broadcasted a number.

The man was of medium build, and his appearance belonged to the kind of public face that could not be found in the crowd. Even among a group of blond whites, his obviously Asian appearance still did not attract much attention.

When the phone was connected, the man's voice was calm but with a hint of respect: "Master, the person has been rescued."

The other end of the phone is none other than Yilin who is far away in Panlongtang in China.

"Clean up all the tails that dare to reach out, and follow in the dark to ensure the safety of Xianyuan Jingsi's life, and don't intervene in other things."

The middle-aged man showed a somewhat simple and honest smile: "Don't worry, the hall master."

No matter who sees such a middle-aged man with a simple and honest smile, he can't connect him with Yilin's most trusted confidant, Panlongtang's most unfathomable master.

Japan, extreme sky.

Ming Yang sat in Zeng Jin's second-class teacher's room, his eyes lowered, and a dark halo reflected in his pupils.

Fujiwara Koji walked into the section chief's room and sat down opposite Naruto, Naruto glanced at him faintly, his face was so calm that it was impossible to tell that the two had had a life-and-death struggle just a moment ago.

Fujiwara Koji looked at Naruto, this person is always delicate and sharp, no one can see what is going on in his heart from such a face.

"Leopold is already dead. Doesn't that mean that the Jikong Rebellion just gave you an excuse to escape? After all, if you can't hatch the dragon's egg, the chess piece you selected will become a useless piece." Koji Fujiwara looked at Naruto's exit quietly, but he knew very well in his heart that Leopold's death was inseparable from Naruo Inaba, so it was just a temptation to say so.

Obviously, getting along day and night for a year made Fujiwara Koji understand Naruo better than others, and vice versa.Ming Yang didn't even bother to answer this kind of temptation.

"It seems that I underestimated his use value." Fujiwara Koji smiled with a kind of cheerful malice in his voice: "I just don't know how long he can keep facing a pet owner like you who disappears as soon as he says he will disappear." What about his loyalty?"

Naruto's eyes turned cold and sarcastic for a moment, and he said in a cold voice: "There are ruthless people who can betray without any excuses in this world, and there are people like Genichiro Sanada, for whom time is everything." A bone-cutting knife, the longer the time, the deeper the gouging. Is it because of such a boring reason that you dare to kill Fifth Brother?"

Fujiwara Koji stared at Naruto fiercely, his eyes were like the blade of a knife, wishing to gouge a piece of flesh from him.The dark red eyes seemed to be bathed in blood, carrying a chilling feeling of madness.

"What does he have that deserves your trust in him!!" Fujiwara Koji reached out and clasped Naruto's shoulder with such force that he could almost penetrate the flesh.Like the roar of a wild beast: "Say it! Even if you think I'm useless to you, even if you just say it, let me be an obedient dog, it's better than kicking me for no reason like you open."

Naruto sat on the chair, obviously looking up at Koji Fujiwara, but that gaze seemed to have a condescending sense of looking down.

"open."

Fujiwara Koji sneered: "Don't let go."

Ming Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Crack!" The crisp applause was invisible and amplified several times in the quiet space.

Koji Fujiwara licked his lips, a trace of dark red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Since you want to be an obedient dog so much, you should save your dog's life and save it for the time when I sometimes plot against Brother Wu with you. Get the hell out of me right now. Don't let me watch it again." your turn."

Fujiwara Koji was stunned for a moment, and the hand that grabbed Naruto's shoulder suddenly tightened: "Then tell me what are you going to do?"

Ming Yang opened his hand and was furious immediately: "Drag him out for me."

The door of the meeting room came in response, and two figures flashed in.Koji Fujiwara, who vowed to get to the bottom of it, was forcibly pulled out.

Ming Yang rubbed his forehead, showing a trace of fatigue.

"Master."

Chong Ye Minhui stood behind Ming Yang, stretching out his fingers to help Ming Yang massage his forehead.

Naruto relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair, his eyes were emptied to reflect an empty darkness.

After a long time, Chong Ye Minhui's voice sounded softly: "Master? Is it really okay for you to leave like this?"

"The current extreme sky is beyond my control."

Chong Ye Minhui was silent for a while and finally asked: "Is Master Mizhi really in England?"

There was a hint of coldness from the corner of Mingyang's mouth, "I'm not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but opponents who are like crazy. I can't guess his logical thinking, can't deduce his next move, and can't predict whether he will change suddenly or not. Idea, this is the bad taste of that old guy. Regardless of whether my brother is in his hands or not, at least until the end of this so-called game, I can only rely on myself."

It has been more than two years since I came to this world, Zou Ran came to a completely strange world and lost his strength, Ming Yang deeply felt that it was not easy for him not to be forced out of his mind by such a mental illness.

After hearing Ming Yang's words, Chongye Minhui was also silent, always feeling that any words of comfort at this time would have the opposite effect of sprinkling salt on the wound.

The two of them spent this rare peaceful night in extreme space in silence after experiencing turmoil.

In the early morning of the next day, Torimaru Ran, who had not participated in the great change of Jikong from the beginning to the end, suddenly appeared in the office of the second section, and handed Naruto a stack of details about all the forces involved in this great change.

Ming Yang's eyes were cold: "It's going to be a long time, sooner or later I'll figure it out with them one by one."

Torimaru leaned on the sofa, holding the green tea he brewed by himself in his hand, and asked lazily: "Now it's the annual newcomer assessment season, this time Koji Fujiwara has killed so many people ruthlessly. , I’m afraid it’s going to be a rare event, doesn’t the second class need to pick some reserve talents from the training camp?”

Even when Jikong was in full swing, the number of people in the second class combined was appallingly small. Compared with other classrooms, it was equivalent to an elite team that was more expensive and less expensive. Enough to rival other classrooms, but things are clearly different now.

"The seed project has been in progress for more than two years. Don't you think that only one Fujiwara Koji will take root and sprout from the seed in two years? So we don't need to compete with Fujiwara Koji for the newcomers from the training camp."

A trace of surprise flashed across Torimaru Ran's eyes, and soon he took it for granted. Inaba Yazhi's seldom appearing in front of people does not mean that his responsibility is lighter than the other two.In the past two years or so, all the energy must have been spent on the seed plan to cultivate talents for the second class.

I am afraid that from today onwards, the power struggle for Jikong will really start to unfold!