Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

In a remote alley, two young men aged seventeen or eighteen were paralyzed in the corner.

Looking at the dresses of the two, they don't look like high school students, but like gangsters.

He was wearing a turban on his head, wearing a vest, and there was an unintelligible pattern tattoo on his arm.

There were two cigarette butts that hadn't been snuffed out.

Apparently it had just been drawn halfway and fell to the ground.

There are too many gangsters like them in Japan.

"Snapped!"

"What about the money? That's all?"

"What a waste!"

But it was these two thugs, and in front of them stood a tall man with white hair and a gloomy face.

Look at his age no more than 15 years old.

But the height is at least 182cm!

I saw him counting the money in his hand, which seemed to be different from what he expected, and then slapped it out and hit one of the gangsters in front of him in the face.

"Snapped!"

With so much power, a tooth popped out directly.

"Ah! Asshole!"

The thug immediately cried out in pain, and began to curse subconsciously while his mouth was bleeding.

But.

This undoubtedly touched the tyrannical side of the white-haired boy in front of him.

"court death!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just listening to him let out a low voice, the fist began to hammer the opponent like a cannonball.

a time.

The gangster who was beaten was about to cry.

"Stop fighting! We've already given you our money! What else do you want!"

"Tell us your name if you can!"

When Akutsu Jin heard this, the fist he threw out of his hand stopped.

"Okay! Come and take revenge if you can!"

"A rubbish character like you, I will follow you, Akutsu!"

"However, if you don't want to be beaten too badly, I hope you will bring more money next time!"

As he said that, he threw aside the gangster in front of him who had been beaten to death by him, and turned his head to start hitting the gangster who just spoke.

"Ahhh!"

a time.

There was a terrifying scream from the alley again.

Pedestrians passing by outside the alley hurriedly accelerated their pace when they heard such a sound.

They don't seem to get into trouble for no apparent reason.

only.

At the exit of the alley, two figures waited against the wall.

"Minister, are you sure this guy plays tennis? Isn't he just a street gangster!"

Tachibana Jihei frowned at what was happening in the alley.

Although he felt that using violence to solve some problems is the easiest and clearest way.

But.

It was hard for him to imagine that such a person could get the evaluation of "passable strength" in Nan Lin's mouth.

Street gangsters play tennis, don't they all use some indiscriminate means?

I am afraid that the strength is at most the metropolitan level.

Nan Lin's mouth twitched: "This guy is not as simple as you think..."

Saying that, he also looked at Akujin who kept throwing his fists in the alley.

He also spent some time looking for this guy.

Fortunately, he used to know a lot of local snakes in the Kanto area in the street net court.

Find out where he usually haunts.

I just happened to meet him "black eat black", so I waited for him here.

For Nan Lin.

If Echizen Ryoma belongs to the protagonist "Hanging", Kintarou Tooyama belongs to the "perverted level".

Then this guy Akutsu belongs to the person who God feeds the bowl of tennis to his mouth.

In the original, he cornered Echizen Ryoma with barely any practice.

Echizen Ryoma might not have been able to defeat this "geek" Akutsu if it weren't for the "hack".

same.

at the U17 World Cup.

He can represent Japan as the No.5 position of junior high school students.

It is a battle with Amadeus, a Swiss professional player who is almost a world-class ceiling player.

In the end, although he lost, he opened up his eighth consciousness - Wuwuzhi.

Enter this land that no one has ever set foot on.

It can be seen how powerful his talent is.

and.

Just to be clear.

In a real sense, his time playing tennis is nothing compared to Tezuka Yukimura and others who have spent their time playing tennis since childhood.

So Nan Lin's interest in Akutsu is not small.

After a few minutes.

Maybe tired.

Perhaps it was the scream that made Akutsu feel less pleasant than the first.

He pouted, and wiped the blood on his fist with the gangster's clothes in front of him.

In pockets.

With a gloomy face, he slowly walked out of the alley.

Just when he was thinking about where to go to find something exciting to pass the time, two figures appeared in his eyes.

"Get out of the way! Get out of your way!"

Akutsu frowned slightly and spoke coldly.

Just two middle school students.

Even high school students and adults are not polite.

"Akutsu, right?"

"Now you have two choices!"

"One! Join the Fudomine Tennis Club!"

"Two! Play a game of tennis, you lose and join the tennis club, you win, the two of us leave!"

Nan Lin looked at Akujin, who had a bad face, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Akutsu laughed angrily.

He hadn't seen this kind of compulsive tone and expression that didn't take him seriously.

I am Akutsu Jin!

He was actually provoked by a middle school student!

He stepped in front of Nan Lin in an instant and looked at Nan Lin condescendingly: "Little devil! Do you know who you are talking to?!"

"I hate people ordering me the most!"

"court death!"

said angrily.

The voice fell, and his fists were raised.

"minister!"

When Tachibana Jiping saw this scene, he immediately shouted and asked to come forward to help.

This is a subconscious move.

After all, Nan Lin's figure and stature are indeed much thinner than Akujin's.

"fine......"

But Nan Lin naturally doesn't need any help.

When he raised his hand, he grabbed the wrist where Akutsu punched.

Use a little force.

Akutsu felt like his wrist was about to be torn, and his whole body couldn't help but lean to one side.

"what!"

Shouting in pain, he looked at Nan Lin with a little panic.

He didn't understand why the other party had so much strength.

But he wasn't going to stop there.

almost the limit of the body.

He turned around forcibly and kicked sideways, targeting Nan Lin's face.

If this foot is hit, it will definitely hurt a lot.

"There is time to fight, and one goal has been played!"

Nan Lin tilted his head while muttering to himself, and at the same time he flashed his foot, he grabbed Akutsu's wrist with a force and threw him out.

He slammed into the wall beside him and fell to the ground.

"Gudu..."

Tachibana Jiping looked dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Nan Lin to play tennis so well and fight so brutally.

I can easily clean up people like Akutsu who hang out on the streets and fight like a meal all the year round.

[The new book asks for flowers and asks for evaluation tickets~]