The moonlight shrouded the city, a street gradually fell silent, holding the moonlight to extend, the moonlight did not move in the wind, clean, holy, only the slightest footsteps walked in the light and darkness, and then, rustling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the sound of the boy's footsteps, and it was only eight o'clock, and after Sakuraichi had fallen asleep, Fuji came out of her house and hurried to that place.

Around the corner, Sakuraichi walked out of the darkness and followed Fuji into a place surrounded by a soundproof wall, and just as he stepped in, a foul musty smell instantly hit her face, mixed with the unique smell of sand and gravel, exactly the same as what she had just smelled on Fuji.

It's huge!

This is Sakuraichi's first impression, this place is so big, it can almost be said that it is boundless. And the second impression is - smelly!

It really stinks, like the smell of stinking gutters. Sakura's eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and she glanced at the surrounding environment, all of which were dangerous buildings with the words 'disintegration' (demolition) written on them, with water on the ground, and the walls were scattered all over the ground, soaked in water, and the fluffy mold grew on these walls, all kinds of colors, and the musty smell was emitted by these molds.

Looking further away, many places exposed crooked and twisted steel bars, wrapped in thick rust, when the wind blows, they fall into the stagnant water with a click, and then scatter and precipitate...... Pieces of rubble slabs and bricks were piled up everywhere, and rats could occasionally be seen crawling by.

Here, it is an abandoned old construction site.

Sakura could see it at a glance from these abandoned buildings, but she didn't understand, what was Fuji doing here? Thinking about it, Sakuraichi took a step to keep up, and suddenly, the sound of someone talking came into her ears, and she didn't need to pay attention to anything, but the content of the conversation made her have to stop.

"Shirota, Kawana just called and said that he saw the abandoned tennis court in front of Seikaku's Fujiwara and Yagyu, as if they were going to play a game." A playful voice rang out, and the faint flow of air could be faintly heard. Sakuraichi knew that it was caused by the contraction and expansion of the airflow caused by the throwing of the phone.

"Really, really?" This voice was quite excited, and it was a little immature, and it was not difficult to hear that the person who spoke was only eleven or twelve years old, "Is it really playing?" I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it!! ”

"Hey, if we don't go back to Okinawa, the old man will ask us to pay for the bus again, I'm very poor!" Some people complained dissatisfied, but Sakuraichi could feel that the man's footsteps were moving forward in a large group of followers.

"Hey, Ichimura, do you really want to check it out?" Someone spoke lightly, and the words were light and breezy, as if they didn't care about everything.

"Hawkers,Since the other party is the big three of Qingxue,Naturally, I want to take a look,If necessary......" The voice of the person who spoke was strange, a little sharp, as if his throat was choked, but the words he said made people feel chills down his spine, "We can take the opportunity to destroy them~ Anyway, no one comes to this place, it's just two people, it's a minute~~~"

Sakura's eyes were cold, and he turned his head, his dark red pupils condensed, and he looked out of the wall, his eyes were like knives, and he turned his toes and changed direction.

"Isshiki, can you talk well? It's disgusting. ”

"Well~ If you beat me, I'll listen to you~ Whether it's tennis or martial arts~"

“…… Ichimura, what do you think? A calm voice spoke at this moment, "Qingxue's Fujiwara and Yanagi are very strong, if Qingxue loses these two people......"

“…… As long as it's profitable, why not. ”

Why not......

Standing in the shadows outside the street lamp, Sakura's eyes gradually deepened, watching a few people walk farther and farther, the dark red color was almost black, the dark vortex swirled violently, and the cold light soaked the whole face like frost. The wind is blowing, the footsteps are lightly lifted, silently, and the moon is full tonight, and the strange moonlight envelops the earth below.

A cold color covered the entire abandoned stadium. In the stadium, two girls in blue and white uniforms stood quietly, looking coldly at the two girls sitting on the stone with playful eyes, with cold expressions.

One has short brown hair, golden eyes, and a silver Beiwei watch on his left wrist, and the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, as if he is smiling; The other person has dark green hair and a single ponytail, and the bangs on the right side are too long, completely submerging his right eye, and he is squinting at the two of them with a pair of peach blossom eyes, as if they are looking.

But the most iconic thing is the tennis bag that the two of them are carrying, and the name tag on the purple official uniform on their bodies.

Miki Hazuki, Yuki Kawana.

- Higa's main selection!!

Fujiwara's face was slightly gloomy, Higachu, known for its Okinawan martial arts, regardless of gender, age or age, everyone admired martial arts very much, began to learn from a very young age, and when they grew up, they studied deeply and integrated into life, especially in sports, so their sports gave people a tendency to violence.

Eijiro Kite, the men's tennis team of Higa Junior High School, is the best example of this, and similarly, the women's tennis team has inherited this violent tendency, both on and off the court.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara couldn't help but take a step to the left to block Yanagi behind, although she didn't know why Sakuraichi forced Yanagi to abdicate, but she could feel that it was related to Yanagi's body, and even so, she naturally wouldn't slack off.

Looking at her back, Liu Sheng was surprised, but he only frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. At this time, consistency is the best choice.

"Hmph~ Why don't you fight? I've been waiting for a long time. Miki Hazuki glanced at the Bei Siwei watch on her wrist, "It's half past eight, if we don't fight again, we won't be able to see it for a while, it's a pity~" Although it was a regretful tone, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Fujiwara and Yanagi, and the meaning of the words was clearer than anyone, it was a kind of contempt, naked contempt! It's even more infuriating than it says!

"Miki, people are ignoring you, let's say a few words." When Yuki Kawana said this, it sounded like he was scolding Miki Hazuki, but those peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, completely looking down on others.

Narrowing his eyelids, Fujiwara didn't speak, sometimes there are people, the more you open your mouth to argue, the happier the other party becomes, not to mention, this kind of argument is unnecessary.

Rustle~

However, a sound of footsteps gradually approached, attracting the attention of several people, and the moment he saw the comer, Yanagi

The pupils constricted.

The fiery red hair, the haughty expression, and the dark purple eyes looked at them coldly, and the eyes were sarcastic, looking at them like looking at the weakest ants in the world.

The hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, and Yanagi's expression was gloomy, and Shirata !!!

"Well, Yanagi, I haven't seen you for so many years, let me see your tennis ......" Joda narrowed his eyes, reached out and took out a tennis ball from his purse, and gently patted it to the ground, "How much has I improved, I don't want to meet an opponent like a weak team, hey, right, Yanagi." Turning his head sideways, a dark purple pupil flashed with a ghostly light.

Smack-

Boom –

The white gas was everywhere, and Yanagi's pupils shrank, so fast!!

Before she could see her movements, the tennis ball burst out in response, swept away the flying sand and rocks and rushed towards the opponent, and almost instantly arrived in front of Fujiwara, no, specifically, it was Yanagi behind Fujiwara!!

Seeing that he was about to hit the two of them, Fujiwara even raised his racket, the pupils under the lenses had locked the incoming tennis ball, and her eyes narrowed slightly, she could catch this ball!

The corners of Shirata Yu's mouth hooked coldly, "Fujiwara, do you think this tennis ball is really like this?" Don't underestimate me, I'm the ...... in the Middle East, my pupils shrank suddenly.

Hmmm-

The roar of an eagle was heard in the wind, the smell of blood emanated from the heavens and the earth, and the air flow seemed to be instantly still! It makes people feel a little suffocated, and a thick gas is like a wave version sweeping overwhelmed, surging like a river and sea.

Boom –

I don't know what happened to collide with the tennis ball, and the huge image shocked everyone present, and then it exploded with a bang, and all the surrounding things were lifted off one by one, and even a huge stone slab was lifted on the surface, and the next second it hit the trunk of a tree not far away, and it shattered into slag.

For a while, the sand and rocks were flying, the dust was filled, and the heat wave swept around like a sandstorm, and everyone only felt that they were in the middle of a volcano, surrounded by violent heat, which not only made the body sweat profusely. The scorching suffocation almost penetrated deep into their souls, burning them out. There was a muffled pop, and the broken branches burned.

As if aware of it, everyone turned their heads one after another, the wind turned fierce, the light seemed to float, and in the hazy and hazy, a figure came against the wind. Silver-white hair, blue and white clothes, dark red eyes are silent and gloomy, a cold blood-colored, as if awakened in endless darkness, cold and bloodthirsty.

"Shirota ......"

The wind suddenly stopped, and the man's indifferent voice was heard. Shiroda suddenly stirred, looking at the branch in the man's hand as thin as a finger, his whole body shook violently, and his pupils dilated infinitely, and then dilated......

Then she saw the blood-colored line under the brim of the man's hat, and his thin lips twitched, and said, "...... That's it. ”