Chapter 20 Pain Flattening

Amid the cheers of the people, Shiraishi ran into the venue. The two-kilometer journey is really nothing to him, even if it is a fast run, it can only be regarded as a warm-up. For him, the body lì is the last thing he lacks.

And Shiraishi didn't know that the moment he turned to enter. Robben, who was in his room, stood up from his chair with a decadent expression, his eyes hollow, as if he had lost his soul. Looking at the qiē in front of him, he knew that this no longer belonged to him. He was a loser, and then he realized that he had done something wrong.

Desperate to dispose of Shiraishi to increase his status, he chose to attack Shiraishi on his way to the venue. In order to increase the certainty of success, he sent all his members. But the blow that I thought was full of grasp was cracked by Shiraishi in a devastating way.

At this time, he realized that not only did he not stop Shiraishi, but also exposed the power of the organization. Although it is not much, those who are interested must have noticed it.

"And he's not going to let me sit down in this position, is he?"

Thinking of that man, Robben's heart tightened, because he knew that person's methods too well. Not to mention that he didn't make this mistake, he wouldn't let himself sit down, not to mention that he also buried the team that he had been putting together for a long time. Thinking of this, Robben seemed to be more than ten years older, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Robben was decadent at the same time, in another place, in a very ordinary cabin. The middle-aged man, who was angry with Robben's behavior before, sat on the sofa with a gloomy face. He was the man Robben was referring to, his name was Chris, an Italian. At only forty-five years old, he looked like a man in his fifties, with a face full of defiantness under his shaggy gray hair.

Eagle eyes, eagle nose, and slightly narrow outline seem to be a natural ruler. Unlike Robben, who was promoted because of his loyalty to the organization, he was promoted because of his abilities. In the days when Robben was his deputy, he secretly gathered a team to faintly compete with Robben, and his advantage was increasing day by day.

So he didn't care at all about Robben about to roll off that position. Because this should have been in his pocket, and there is not much to be happy about for what should have been his own to become his own. On the contrary, he was furious, and he wanted to tear Robben apart now.

"This idiot thing, do you have shi in your head?"

But at this point, he was powerless to change. He could only pray that the old guy at Worldnet wouldn't do a big cleanup and uproot them. But he just thought about it, and then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Tana? Now, immediately withdraw all the members from New York, and run to the suburbs if I can't leave. ”

"Got it, Boss!"

Chris did the right thing, because at this time, an old man in the VIP area of the stands of the arena summoned his men and made a vertical cut to him. The man was relieved and immediately ran out and passed the order. The others, Councillor Carl and Proton, all knew that those guys were going to be unlucky, and this old guy was notoriously ruthless.

Proton was in a good mood right now, and he was relieved when Shiraishi hit those balls back one by one. At this point, Shiraishi's plan can be regarded as a successful completion, and it is surprisingly good. No one expected that the person in charge of New York would be so stupid that he would send so many people to "intercept" Shiraishi. Because originally Baishi just wanted to show his strength to the people of the world network, because although there are many geniuses, there are very few top geniuses, and they are all rare.

Therefore, Shiraishi is confident that after he shows that he can get the strength of the World Net, they will not let the punishment attack him again. They will definitely have considerations in their hearts, if Shiraishi arouses a rebellious mentality and does not niao them from now on, it will be really a bit of trouble. It's nothing for Shiraishi to do with them by himself, but if Shiraishi has the wrong tendon and goes to the punishment, they really have no place to cry.

It turned out that Shiraishi was doing the right thing, because at this moment Glass, the chairman of the World Network, the old man who had decided to organize the New York Crime Organization, was watching him enter the venue with a smile on his face. Several people around the old man understood that this teenager was really taken by Glass, and his tennis road would be a smooth one.

But this Qiē Shiraishi didn't know that he was now coming out of the shady passage. In front of him was a huge tennis court. His opponent, the Swiss genius Kevin, was sitting in the lounge, his eyes closed.

And the moment Shiraishi entered the arena, the audience erupted in strong cheers, although these audience members had been sitting in the stadium before, they still saw the live broadcast of the TV from the big screen opposite. For Shiraishi, all they have is praise, and there is anger at those who are unknown.

Sensing the enthusiasm of the audience, Shiraishi waved at them, and he loved these people who really loved tennis.

"What a lovely audience!"

Shiraishi was in a good mood, but he didn't relax. He knew he was sure to win the favor of the World Open hierarchy, but it was only temporary, and if he couldn't beat that Kevin in this match, all his previous efforts would be in vain. Thinking of this, he glanced at Kevin, who was sitting in his seat. As it happens, Kevin also looked over.

In an instant, the eyes met. Bai Shi felt the undisguised disdain in the other party's eyes, which made Bai Shi a little speechless, could it be that I really can't enter the eyes of your old man?

In fact, Shiraishi didn't know that Kevin didn't look down on his strength. What he looks down on is Shiraishi's identity. In Kevin's eyes, Shiraishi is a nouveau riche player, a layman who doesn't understand etiquette. He also saw Shiraishi's move to fight back at those people on the street just now, and he was also shocked by Shiraishi's strength, but as a nobleman, he was even more disgusted with Shiraishi's behavior, that kind of rude behavior.

After all, not every nobleman is a trace, and the friends he has made are all recognized by him, who sees him say after defeating a weak opponent, "It's a wonderful tennis, and I want to enjoy tennis in the future"? So this is a common problem of aristocracy, but it is magnified in Kevin.

But Shiraishi didn't know, but he didn't need to know, because Kevin had already been listed as an enemy in his heart. It can be said that it is an honor that there are not many people who can be listed as an enemy by Shiraishi, but at the same time, they will be relentlessly attacked by Shiraishi.

The two looked at each other for only a few breaths, and then Shiraishi sat down in his place and didn't look at Kevin again. After a while, when the time came, the referee said to the two, "Please Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Correll. Kevin is on the field! ”

Kevin took off his coat, picked up his racket, and stepped forward. Shiraishi was originally only wearing a T-shirt, so he just grabbed the net, felt the state of the racket, and walked up as well.

"At the beginning of the game, the white stone player will play against the Kevin player, and the winner will be decided in one set!"

The audience on the stage also quieted down, and they watched the game quietly, which should be a wonderful matchup

In the first game, Kevin served, and he looked at Shiraishi on the opposite side and found that he didn't have that kind of field, and he was even more sure of his thoughts.

"That kind of technique, it's really not something that you can master."

He breathed a sigh of relief at the thought of this. He also tossed the tennis ball with his left hand and hit it hard.

"Whoosh!"

The ball was so powerful that it flew with a strong sound of breaking through the air.

So in the face of this ball, Shiraishi didn't dare to be careless. He first leaned sideways, shifted his weight, and then pumped the racket in his hand as the tennis ball flew by. Returned with a strong topspin.

Seeing that Shiraishi hit a shot with a high number of revolutions, Kevin was not surprised. The next moment, he moved, and suddenly increased his speed, and his legs spun like Hot Wheels. In the face of Shiraishi's ball, he did not retreat and bravely met it.

"It's coming!"

There were spectators in the stands who exclaimed, they watched Kevin's movements with anticipation, but they didn't expect Kevin to make a move so early.

"Invincible Iron Rider!"

Kevin placed the racket horizontally, picked up a large circle with both hands, and when he was half a meter away from the ball, the big circle contracted violently, and the metal wall of the racket also hit the ball hard. He was like a knight in the Middle Ages in Europe, a knight in the Iron Mask with a spear in hand and his legs clamped between the belly of a horse, charging towards the enemy.

"Bang!"

People only felt a cold light flash, and then they saw a shadow as fast as lightning shooting towards the white stone. They were horrified to find that the target of the ball was Shiraishi's body, and they looked at Kevin, only to find that he had a cold face, as if he was not attacking people, but a wall.

At this moment, those viewers who have their hearts to Baishi also raised their hearts. They prayed silently, not expecting Shiraishi to fight back, just dodge.

The flow of time seemed to slow down, and people were shocked to find that when the ball was only a few centimeters away from the white stone, he did not move. Some timid viewers even closed their eyes and didn't dare to look any further.

And it was at this moment that Shiraishi moved. All one could see was a flash of Shiraishi's racket, and the next moment, the ball was shot down behind Kevin. And he still maintained the indifferent expression he had before.

“”

The people in the stands didn't cheer, they were still worried about Shiraishi and didn't see what was going on. Only Kevin reacted, only his indifferent expression became a little sluggish.

"Wow!!"

The next moment, someone reacted and cheered loudly. But then, his cheers were drowned out by the higher cheers of the people.

The referee was a little overwhelmed and watched as if it were a magic blow. He could only refer to the situation in the previous game and call the camera crew. They immediately replayed Shiraishi's blow just now, and the result was hit on the bottom line without any accident, and Shiraishi's ball was not the slightest problem.

“0:15”

"Wow!"

The crowd erupted in loud cheers again, cheering for Shiraishi's blow and his eternally calm appearance.

There are also people who are very puzzled why Shiraishi used this trick so early, didn't he think about hiding some strength, isn't he afraid of causing unnecessary trouble? Because even if Shiraishi defeats Kevin, his next opponent will be the Iris of the American team, and the American team is not a good stubble.

Next, Shiraishi told them with the facts that he didn't have to do anything to hide his strength or anything. The person who did this, the most painful, was Kevin. Because except for his serve. He didn't touch the ball again at all.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

Every time Shiraishi hit an ace, Kevin's face turned a point pale. Only then did he realize that the gap between him and the hillbilly he looked down on was so big. Unexpectedly, his trick had no effect at all, and he hit the ball at the opponent's body like a clown before, but the opponent fought back effortlessly, and he was powerless to fight back.

"No, I can't lose to this hillbilly, even if I lose, I have to die on the battlefield like a warrior!" Kevin roared inwardly, and he started to run, trying to get Shiraishi's serve.

But the reality ruthlessly shattered his illusions, and in the face of Shiraishi's seamless strength, he really couldn't fight back. Instead, he jumped around the field like a monkey.

"This European teenager has already lost!" Glass sighed.

"Heh, look at his appearance, he really looks like a noble young master!" Karl also left no room for ridicule, he also hated the nobility.

Proton didn't say anything, just looked at Baishi with satisfaction, and at the same time felt glad in his heart for the decision he had made in Seoul

"Bang!"

When Shiraishi's last serve hit the baseline, the referee's final whistle blew.

"At the end of the game, Kuranosuke Shiraishi won, the score is 6:0!"

The crowd cheered again, even though they didn't get to see the good showdown. But before that, Shiraishi had already made them addicted on the road. There was only a little bit of a low audience who supported Kevin, but he lost so badly that they had no reason to justify Kevin's loss.

The game was over, and a gray-faced Kevin quickly left the field after shaking hands with Shiraishi, running away like a deserter.

Only Shiraishi looked at everyone calmly, he just smiled, but his heart was also full of excitement. Because he did it, he took his first step on the world stage and the next step of his dream.

He is full of expectations for the future!

ps: I'm sorry, Xiaobai became a deserter