Kick me out of Qingxue, go to Bingdi to become a tennis mercenary

"When I become a full-time employee, I will fill in the confession plan on my service items!"

"It must be a lot of money!"

Qianshi narrated his grand plan.

But no one paid him any attention.

Mu Shou had an expression of "successful head pressing", and the aunt's smile was always on her lips, and it never disappeared.

after awhile.

Wooden Hand suddenly spoke.

"Hey, is that abused kid still in the backyard?"

Akutsu: "Yes."

Chitose: "Looking at him like that, he has fallen asleep and won't wake up in a short time, don't worry."

Mu Shou: "It's not a question of whether we can wake up or not! It's because he fought us two more times! It's still the 40 cherry blossom coins that we haven't paid!"

"Let's go!"

"Go back quickly, or wait for the servant to run away!" Mu Shou urged.

Chitose: "Don't you read this?"

"What are you looking at! The proprietress is not ours!" "But the money is ours!" Finished.

Mu Shou led the crowd to rush towards Chen Fan's villa.

Three 10 minutes later. "Six fifty"

Chen Fan returned to the villa after seeing off Ryuzaki Sakura.

I found an old bicycle suddenly appeared at the door.

Puzzled.

Enter the villa.

"What's the matter? Kid?" "Have you paid off the debt now?"

"Can I take this stinky kid away?" In the backyard of the villa.

An uncle's voice came, the voice was very mature, with a sense of vicissitudes.

Chen Fan's footsteps stopped in the living room.

Hear this familiar voice.

Chen Fan was shocked. "This voice!"

"It's Echizen Nanjiro!!!" "Why is this guy here!!" Chen Fan quickly ran towards the backyard.

Followed by.

Chen Fan was stunned by the reality of the picture in front of him.

The pitch is messy.

Fallen leaves and gravel all over the ground.

Hundreds of tennis balls scattered.

Broken glass street lamp.

A layer of bark twenty centimeters long was peeled off.

The wall that collapsed again after repairing.

The whole backyard is like a typhoon passing through.

a mess.

four employees.

Qian Shi fell in the ruins of that wall.

The wooden hand fell at the foot of the tree and panted heavily, his eyes were slightly tired.

Chitose leaned on the bench next to the court, covered his head with his hands, and frowned deeply. Obviously, the fatigue and dizziness caused by excessive use of the brain made him uncomfortable.

on the field.

Ajiujin knelt down on one knee, covered in sweat, staring at the sloppy man with bare feet in a black monk's uniform with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Echizen Ryoma was lying behind him.

This sloppy man.

It was Echizen Nanjiro who came to recover his private money of 100 million Sakura coins.

After defeating Mushou, Yakutsu, Chitose and Qianshi one after another, he still looked very relaxed and satisfied.

Holding the pitch-black pure iron racket in his hand, he seemed to be fond of the weight.

"Is this the base camp that was picked?"

Looking at his messy backyard, the abused employees.

Chen Fan's expression was unexpectedly calm.

Open your mouth slowly.

The four employees are fine, it's just that the physical exertion is excessive.

After hearing Chen Fan's voice.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

"Are you the kid who showed [Qi] in the Kanto Competition?"

"The strength of your employees far exceeds my expectations."

"I don't know if your strength will impress me."

"Do you want to compete?"

Echizen Minamijiro said with a relaxed face and a slightly teasing tone.

Totally forgot.

I came here to recover the 100 million cherry blossom coins from my house. "Competition?"

With a smile on his face, Chen Fan looked at Echizen Nanjiro with his eyes, and had an idea.

I saw him silent.

Returned to the living room.

When back in the backyard.

A calculator appeared in his hand.

Chen Fan remained silent.

Standing on the terrace in the backyard, looking at the entire backyard, he began to frantically press the calculator in his hand.

“23512+35315+50000+50000+5872……”

The sound of the calculator kept ringing.

Chen Fan is like a button machine without emotion.

Completely ignore Echizen Nanjiro.

a time.

The entire backyard was silent.

Echizen Minamijiro looked at this strange Chen Fan curiously.

Don't know what he's doing. "Forget it, forget it if you don't fight."

"Then I'll take this kid with me and leave." He said.

Echizen Nanjiro threw the pure iron racket in his hand to the ground. "Clang."

The iron racket fell off the court.

There was a scratch on the ground of the court.

Chen Fan's eyes flashed, as if he saw something extraordinary.

The calculator in his hand rang again.

"+5." Then.

Chen Fan stopped.

He glanced at Echizen Minamijiro.

He was carrying Echizen Ryoma on his shoulders.

Ready to take him away.

"Do you want to leave like that?

Chen Fan stopped in front of them with a smile on his face.

"Ah...do you want to fight?"

Echizen Nanjiro was taken aback for a moment, and asked back.

"What to call? I'm going to call the police center."

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a standard commercial smile.

Pick up the calculator in your hand.

Handed it to Echizen Nanjiro.

"Look at this string of numbers."

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million..."

"188?"