Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 223 Kimchi Country’s Provocation
The atmosphere was a bit silent and heavy, but not silent. After all, the sound of this old old bus was indeed a bit loud, and the smell of gasoline was very pungent.

Just like an old man, take two steps and breathe a few times.

Jinguji Hikaru doesn't think that the U17 training camp will contact any inferior team to compete with his own team. Logically speaking, it should be a national-level team.

Although this country is... kimchi country.

"Thumbs up!"

"Welcome to our country. We will have dinner ready in the hotel soon. After you have eaten, you can rest or go shopping nearby."

The sound of the engine could not cover up the enthusiasm of the receptionist at all, although he looked a little hard because he spoke loudly.

Kurobe Yukio was much calmer, only nodding in response from time to time. Judging from his slightly indifferent expression, it was obvious that he had no good impression of this person or this country.

"I don't understand why you should accept the invitation from Kimchi Country."

Jinguji Hikari put his left hand against the window to support his head, but gave up this action the next second, which made his head uncomfortable.

"It's completely unnecessary."

Kimchi Country’s ranking in the world is also at the bottom.

"That's because of military training."

Jinguji Hikaru glanced sideways at the beige-haired man next to him who was a quiet gentleman. He was one of the few people he knew in U17.

Shuji Taneshima, who was able to chat, didn't come because he couldn't fly. Kanata Irie and Oni Jujiro stayed at the base camp, so Jinguji Hikari didn't have anyone to talk to. Well, the guy next door could barely count.

"I don't think competing against the guys here can have any training effect."

Jinguji Hikaru looked at the man beside him casually.

"Mitsuya Akuto-senpai."

Mitsugu Akuto adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly.

He was not surprised at all to see Hikaru Jinguji in the U17 training camp, but he was surprised when he witnessed Hikaru Jinguji defeating Byodoin Phoenix with his own eyes.

After all, I still underestimated this guy.

"Don't say that. At least they still have some merit."

There was a slight smile on Mitsuya Yajuuto's lips, but under his round glasses, there was also a hint of sarcasm and contempt.

"Just like now."

Same now?
Jinguji Hikaru looked thoughtfully at the receptionist who kept chatting with Kurobe Yukio and had a friendly and enthusiastic face. Under the constant vibration of the car, how did Jinguji Hikaru look and feel about him now? This enthusiastic look is very hypocritical.

Oh, that’s what it means.

A flash of understanding flashed in Jinguji's eyes.

Therefore, this first stop is for psychological construction.

I knew it wasn't coming.

"Haha, as expected of Jinguji, you understand so quickly."

The compliment in his ear made Jinguji Hikaru tilt his head slightly, glanced at the gentle and gentle Mitsuya Akuto, and turned his head away without interest.

Seeing that Jinguji Hikari didn't intend to talk to him, Mitsuya Akuto understood and stopped talking.

His main task with the team this time is not to compete, but to collect the data of his fellow players and then send it back to China in a timely manner.

He must have seen through this.

Mitsuya Akuto smiled meaningfully, and then began to close his eyes and rest.

The group of people arrived at the hotel arranged by Kimchi Country.

A dilapidated small building with only three floors.

For those who didn’t know, I thought it was an entertainment company.

There was also an elderly middle-aged woman at the front desk. Her eyes looking at Jinguji Hikari and the others were full of unconcealed philistineness and shrewdness, and a bit mean and bitter.

It seemed as if he wanted to take a huge amount of money from Jinguji Hikaru and others.

Jinguji Hikari declined to comment on the hotel's environment. He could only say that the air conditioner was blowing out dust, so he could only sleep there.

It can't be called very comfortable, but as expected, the so-called meals are also very little rice, a simple bowl of kelp soup, a few slices of fried ham, a fried egg, and various side dishes that only have one bite. .

How should I put it? The portion couldn't even be filled into a slightly larger bowl. It was packed with several small plates and took up a lot of space. "This place is relatively close to our team's training venue, so we arranged it here. Then everyone can have a good rest after eating."

Recalling the way the receptionist left after speaking with a smile, Jinguji Hikaru had every reason to suspect that he didn't like the food here.

Glancing at the food on the table, Jinguji Hikaru didn't intend to eat these things.

Not to mention shabby, who knows whether it is clean or not.

Never overestimate what Kimchi Country is capable of when it comes to sports.

Kurobe Yukio obviously knew this and had ordered food for everyone from outside early.

"I don't have to."

Rejecting the lunch offered by Kurobe Yukio, Jinguji Hikaru said that he wanted to go out for a walk and ate by the way.

Staying in this room makes me feel cozy.

Kurobe Yukio also agreed, but asked to be back before eight o'clock in the evening.

So Jinguji Hikari left the hotel alone.

After walking around nearby, Jinguji Hikari felt a little happier. Although there was no bustling shopping street or anything like that, there was also a small market with a lot of things in it. It could be said to cover the whole country. All good food.

I have to say, this is quite convenient.

After finishing the meal, Jinguji Hikaru thought funny in his heart.

"Oh!"

"You bastard! You're so slow! I'm impatient to wait! Did you do this on purpose? Ah!"

While passing by an open-air stadium, Jinguji Hikari heard extremely harsh insults.

When he turned around, he saw a tall man with fair skin, sunken eyes and a stern expression. He was constantly beating the back of a man kneeling on the ground with a tennis racket.

Although the expression of the man kneeling on the ground could not be seen, judging from his trembling, fear, and the sound of trying to suppress the pain, it was obvious that he was in pain.

But even so, there was no sign of raising his head to resist, only the cowardice of begging for forgiveness.

What a deformed country.

Jinguji Hikaru thought indifferently and had no intention of taking action.

People who have no idea of ​​resistance are not worthy of help.

There was a group of people laughing and joking on the court. At this moment, a person noticed Hikaru Jinguji outside the court.

A light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, Park Tae-seok."

Park Tae-seok, who was getting angry, raised his head when he heard the voice of his partners, and saw them smiling maliciously and pointing at Jinguji Hikari outside the court with incomprehensible eyes.

Park Taishi understood immediately, and his stern face also showed a malicious smile, and waved to Jingujiguang outside the court.

"Hey! Boy, get here!"

Ok?
Although Jinguji Hikari couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but seeing how arrogant they were towards him, he knew that they were not good people and they would never be able to say anything good!
So he turned and left.

"Hey! Bastard! Do you want to escape?"

Seeing that Jinguji Hikari dared to openly disobey his orders, Park Taishi became angry, then took out a tennis ball from his pocket and hit Jinguji Hwang with all his strength.

"Oh!"

"Appeal~"

Seeing Park Tae-seok take action, his friends immediately cheered and whistled, jokingly looking at Jinguji Hikari's embarrassed appearance after being hit. However.
"Oh!"

The moment the tennis ball was about to hit Hikaru Jinguji, Hikaru Jinguji decisively turned around and hit the tennis ball back with a cold expression.

What, you came out with a tennis racket?Isn’t this of course!
The tennis ball magnified in Park Tae-seok's eyes at a faster speed.

The expression of joy that was about to see Hikaru Jinguji being hit instantly turned to panic, and then...
"Oh!"

"what!"

Seeing Park Tae-seok lying on the ground, covering his nose and wailing, their friends showed a faint expression of surprise.

That kid actually dared to fight back!
(End of this chapter)