Net King's Absolute Shutdown

After discussing with the Atobe gentleman for a long time, the negotiation was finalized. I will go to Bingdi to enroll for a month to see the results, but the condition is to let everyone know that the Atobe family has found the second young master who has been lost for many years. Lyu's identity and appearance, but absolutely can't appear in a manner that loses the face of the Ajibe family.

Because I'm at Atobe's house, I can't contact Yazumi and the company. It seems that I have to communicate with Mr. Atobe about my freedom. "I need freedom. If it's like this, I don't mind..." I left half a sentence on purpose, and I believe that Atobe gentleman understands what I mean.

"I can give you freedom, but the condition is to take off your pair of glasses." Atobe gentleman has long been unhappy with my pair of glasses, and then said.

I took off my glasses and put them in my bag. This action means that I have agreed, "What I want is absolute freedom, don't let anyone follow me."

"You are my son, so naturally you need someone to protect you." Atobe gentleman said with some disregard.

"Enough, just rely on them? I will send them all to hell." With a black breath, I became more like a demon at this moment, more precisely like a guy from hell.

Atobe gentleman's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say a word, he could only sigh, and then acquiesced, indeed, he couldn't be too hard on this child, and it would only have a counterproductive effect.

Walking out of Atobe's house, I stretched out my left hand. Under the sunshine, my left hand looked more slender, but I couldn't, and I could only take out a small yellow tennis ball. I held it tightly with my right hand and aimed at it. The study on the second floor was thrown violently, and then hit the glass. As for whether it was broken or not, I don't know.

With a tennis bag on my back, I walked towards the street tennis court. Because I was in a bad mood today, I thought I might hurt a lot of people. If I had the chance to meet Smith, I thought I might hit him hard.

When I walked to the street tennis court, I happened to see that Smith and Akutsu were playing. This was actually recreating the original game. I quickly took out the racket from the ball bag, and then came to Akutsu at once, and used the racket The ball aimed at Akutsu's forehead was hit back, and it hit Smith's wrist.

"You are? Atobe Chiya?" The racket in Smith's hand fell to the ground, but he ignored the dropped racket, and then looked at me, full of rage.

I glanced at Smith coldly, "So you can only imitate? What is it? Huh!" I put the racket in the bag, and I took out a bottle of trauma spray and walked up to Akutsu and handed it to him. I didn't speak anymore.

Suddenly Tezuka slapped Ryoma back. "Ryoma?" I frowned, and Tezuka actually hit someone, it seems that Ryoma has completely pissed off Tezuka.

"Ryoma, you'd better learn to calm down." Seeing Ryoma's frustrated look, I also felt that powerless look, that look that was provoked but unable to fight back. "I..." Ryoma didn't say a word.

"If he can't calm down, he can't win." Tezuka didn't regret slapping Ryoma, because that's what Ryoma had to accept. Similarly, I didn't blame Tezuka, because if I were Tezuka, I would Will wave it mercilessly.

Seeing Kawamura take Ryoma away, I just watched quietly from behind. This Smith must be Ryoma's fateful opponent. If so, Ryoma can only defeat him.

"Who is this senior?" Tan Taiyi was a little confused, he seemed to have never known this senior, but why did this senior seem to know someone from Qingxue, and even blocked the ball for Senior Akutsu.

"Call me Atobe Chiya." I have always been confident that I am very successful in cross-dressing, so no one will recognize my cross-dressing, because this is the strongest ability I learned in my previous life.

I stretched out my hand, and a light green ribbon appeared in my hand, and I handed him to Tan Taiyi, "This guy is seriously injured, wrap it up for him."

"Hey, brat, what are you talking about?" Yajiujin looked at me angrily, and then wanted to stand up, but I still looked at him lightly, "You shouldn't stop playing, you can actually play better Okay." After I finished speaking, I left slowly with my ball bag on my back, I really don't understand, I am obviously a person who doesn't like tennis, but why do many people still need me to enlighten them?Really boring.