Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Speaking of this, a heart palpitations flashed in his eyes.

It seems that 'there' is Senluo Hell, some kind of terrifying place.

"Zain, thank you for practicing with me."

Sera walked to the net, held her companion's hand and said, "But for my mother's surgery fee, I have to go."

There's a lot of risk there, but it's also incredibly rewarding.If he can maintain a ten-game winning streak, oh no, if it is a five-game winning streak, then the surgery fee can be made up.

"Forget it, that's all I have to say."

Hearing this, Zain shook his head involuntarily and said, "You'd better prepare yourself mentally, none of the people there follow the rules. If you are lucky, the next time I see you, I'm afraid it will be in the forest of Guma. already."

"Well……"

Hearing this, Sera's face changed.

The forest of Guma is a place on the outskirts of Bangkok... mass graves!

Even the most daring charioteers, those nondescript youths, dare not hang around there.One can imagine how much risk he took.

"I see."

Serra nodded, her hand holding the racket tightened a bit, but her eyes became more determined. "It's nothing for Mom's sake."

"Come on, I'll invite you to dinner."

Serra raised her head, looked at her companion, and smiled bitterly: "Of course, it may also be our last meal."

Zain's heart sank slightly, and he had to follow behind the other party.

Not long after, the two came to a small restaurant on the street.This is where they often come. Usually when they come here, there are not many customers in the store.But today, it was almost full.

"Huh? There's a place there."

Zain's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw a corner, an unoccupied place.But Sera next to him shook his head and said, "There's someone there."

He could see clearly that there was a tennis bag on the stool.

"It's up to him."

Zain waved his hand indifferently and said, "Maybe I forgot to take it away after I finished eating."

Saying that, he walked over carelessly.

Sera was helpless and glanced left and right, but didn't see anyone else.And he was really hungry, so he had to follow behind and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, his eyes fell on the tennis bag.

Looking at the 'Wilson' mark on the bag, if he remembered correctly, it was a world-renowned brand.Moreover, it should be the authentic collector's edition, which is fundamentally different from the various copycat brands that are flooded in Bangkok.

"Well……"

He fell into deep thought, guessing the identity of the owner of the bag.

Zain, who was next to him, didn't pay attention to these things at all. After sitting down, he said carelessly, "Boss, have two points of curry rice."

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"okay!"

As soon as the boss agreed, when he saw their positions, he couldn't help frowning: "Two little brothers, there are already people in that position."

"Where is anyone!"

Zain opened his eyes and said nonsense: "When we came, there was nothing here."

"Really?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Thai, but it was a little stiff.

Who?

Zain turned his head abruptly, but saw a fair and handsome face.But what attracted him the most was the pair of brown-black eyes, like a vortex of stars, attracting his spiritual power.

"Zain!"

Sera's voice sounded, pulling Zain's thoughts back.

"Huh, huh..."

He was covered in sweat, as if he had just experienced an intense game.At this moment, my mind is confused, and I don't dare to look into the eyes of the people behind me.

"Amazing!"

Sierra was taken aback.

He is well aware of the strength of his friend. Although he reluctantly joins the Thai national team, he also has his quirks.

Unexpectedly, after being glanced at by this person, it became like this.

Master!

Thinking of the tennis bag used by professional players, Sera was sure that the handsome silver-haired guy in front of him was definitely a master of the masters.

Chapter [-]: Underground Tennis (Part [-])

"You... who are you?"