Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

He raised his head, looked at Jundao with tired eyes, and said with a painful expression: "I'll give you whatever you want, how much money you want, please don't give this to the media."

"I don't want money, let alone anything from you. I just need you to do me a little favor."

Kimishima smiled, he put away the DV, raised a finger and said, "It's very simple, you just have to play tomorrow's game..."

"No!"

Jiang Zhiji's complexion changed greatly, he shook his head sharply, and decisively refused.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that our representative Jiang has a lot of backbone." Jundao shook his head and said with admiration: "If that's the case, then I will fulfill your wish to become a hero."

"wait wait wait……"

But just as he turned around, Jiang Zhiji trembled and said, "I... promise you!"

Trading with Kimishima is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger, but at least there is still a chance.But if he was asked to hand over the video to the media, Jiang Zhiji's future would be completely over.

"very good."

Hearing this, Jundao smiled and said, "I just like to talk to smart people like you, then, goodbye..."

With that said, he turned and left, leaving behind Jiang Zhiji, who was in the wind with a dejected face.

Chapter [-] Singles Three

boom!

"At the end of the game, the Japanese representative team Tono Atsuki and Kimishima Yuto won, with the score 6-0!"

The overwhelming victory caused the entire Jiang Jimin tennis hall to fall into a brief silence.People looked at Jiang Zhiji, who was powerless and lowered his head, as if he was suddenly a few years older, and their hearts were very complicated.

They didn't know why this man had fought back like crazy after paddling in the previous game and after his teammate was unconscious.

Remedy for a dead sheep?

It's too late!

"I was wrong."

Jiang Zhiji lowered his head, tears of remorse in his eyes fell down drop by drop.He looked at Kimishima on the opposite side, with anger and resentment, as well as fear and helplessness in his eyes.

On the surface, the man named Tono Atsushi was very cruel, and he did not leave any room for ruthlessness.But in fact, the one who really kills without blinking and eats people without spitting out bones is this man named Yuto Kimishima.

The other party is even more terrifying than the devil!

"How is it, Kimishima..."

Just as Kimishima was enjoying the compliments and cheers around him, and even the female fans of the Korean team were grinning at him, Tono's voice sounded.

"Tono, Jun..."

He turned his head, only to see Tono's playful smile, and immediately said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Tono smiled, shrugged and stepped off the field.

However, the moment he turned around, the playful smile on the corner of his mouth became a bit thicker.

"Kimshima, maybe at a certain moment, you will kick me away like you abandoned Wugu and this Jiang Zhiji..."

Being injured by Shiraishi, of course, made Tono very painful.

But at the same time, it also awakened him something that he didn't have before.In the dark, it is better to listen and observe the unknown details.

"Damn!"

Seeing Jiang Zhiji returning with his head down, Park Daxing couldn't help scolding: "Bastard, what were you doing just now? This is doubles, doubles, do you think it's a child playing the house?"

"Well……"

Jiang Zhiji trembled and thought for a long time. He raised his head, looked at the captain and the staff, and sighed: "Captain, I quit my role as the representative of South Korea's u-17. Thank you very much for taking care of me for so long."

what?

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Jiang Zhiji, who regards his representative identity as his life and his lifelong dream of becoming a star, actually just... gave up?

"Sure enough, things are not easy..."

Next to him, staff officer Li Zhilong narrowed his eyes.From just now, he could see that Jiang Zhiji's movements were very unnatural. In the end, when Cui Huana was killed, the sound he made didn't sound like Tono, but he was questioning the person in front of him.

"It's okay to quit!"

At this moment, a heavy voice sounded.

Boom!

Immediately, a heavy footstep sounded.When everyone turned around, they saw a burly young man walking forward, holding a jet-black racket in his hand, with a heavy aura on his body.

Kim Chang Jie, the representative of South Korea, NO.3, nicknamed the King of Power!

"The team doesn't need a guy like you."

He sneered, stepped onto the court, and said word by word, "I will protect the honor of the Korean team."

Boom!