Chapter XIX

As soon as Shiraishi left, the entire crowd was in an uproar.

Especially those reporters, they couldn't figure out Shiraishi's move. It's two kilometers from that venue! Although in normal times, this distance is negligible, but when is it, not to mention the consumption of physical energy, not to mention the potential dangers on the road, whether Baishi can reach it safely is one thing!

Not only them, but even the eyes of the nearby punishment could not be understood. However, they didn't want to understand that it was too late for them to be happy when Shiraishi did this. So they immediately reported to their upline and explained the situation here.

"Crime" is a tennis organization, and although their name does not match tennis, they are indeed a tennis organization. Their success is built on tennis. Not only do they deal in a variety of tennis-related products, but their tennis clubs are also located on all continents. Even in the 70s and 80s, when China first implemented reform policies, they were the first to settle in. As a result, they have also reaped huge benefits, and their development has reached a peak.

Moreover, they have a base in every developed metropolis in the world. Large or small, it forms a dense distribution network with hundreds of thousands of members. Moreover, the class division is clear, and it seems to have a bit of a pseudo-cult flavor. But because their propaganda and activities are all related to tennis, and there are countless entanglements of interests behind them, Zhengfu also let them go. But this is a pain for the World Network Organization. (The World Tennis Organization, it's always been like that for the rest of the day.) ）

Every base of the organization has a person in charge. They are responsible for organizing and communicating orders from the headquarters and are the head figures of the base.

And Robben is the head of New York. is seven or eight meters tall, not very tall, coupled with the ordinary facial features, the suits worn by ordinary office workers, it really doesn't look like a leader.

And because of the special situation in New York, the headquarters sent another person to assist him. Of course, Akari assists, but in reality everyone knows that this is just a balancing act of those in power. Robben also knew that he hadn't thought much of it at first, because he was indeed loyal to the organization; But as soon as the man came into contact with him, he regretted it, because the man was so powerful, and his business rights in New York were in jeopardy under the man's gradual erosion.

So when he received the report from his henchman, he smiled, because he knew that it was his time to make a contribution.

"Send all the Black Iron and Bronze-level team members to 'snipe' him on the road, and as for the silver level, notify a few nearby."

The order was given, and Robben sat down satisfied. He had learned about Shiraishi, a very powerful teenager. But in his eyes, a teenager is a teenager, no matter how much potential he has. Over the years, he has seen "fallen" geniuses, and there are not one or two of them.

"It's not good for children to stay at home, and parents don't care, don't you know it's very windy outside?"

Speaking of Shiraishi, after leaving the embassy, he began to accelerate. And the speed increase is very large, and it feels like a gust of wind, as if he is not worried about the consumption of his body at all.

It made Robben even happier, which he saw on TV. Because behind Shiraishi, there is actually a helicopter filming the whole process. The station also made a lot of money, using a helicopter to film a youth contestant, but their efforts have also paid off handsomely, as their ratings are skyrocketing.

"Whoosh!"

Passers-by only felt a gust of wind blowing, and a black figure flashed in front of them. Many people were stunned, thinking that it was some ignorant guy driving a motorcycle on the sidewalk. Someone saw it, it was a person, a person "running wild" on the road, which reminded them of superheroes, thinking that one of them was catching the bad guys.

Suddenly, the screen on the building flashed, and it was originally a promotional advertisement for a popular Hollywood star. The next moment it became a live broadcast of a teenager running wildly, and subconsciously, people thought that this was the US federal arrest of criminals. But after a closer look, people realized that this is not the Japanese teenager who is very famous at the US Open?

In the picture, Shiraishi is wearing a white T-shirt, and his dark silver hair is raised upward under the action of the wind, which is very elegant. And the handsome face under the hair made many girls scream loudly, because Baishi at this time was so handsome.

He's fast, no, very fast. In the face of high-speed vehicles, he did not slow down, and under the driver's scolding, he flashed comfortably in front of the car. At this time, he didn't look like a tennis player at all, but like a rebellious parkour boy.

But even so, when he flashed in front of the car, the people applauded loudly for him. Shiraishi gave them a visual feast, and they didn't care about Shiraishi's dangerous behavior, and it wasn't them who drove anyway

But the next moment, the applause stopped. Because on the screen, in front of the white rock, on the road to the arena, there were many people in black. It's not too appropriate to say that the people in black are also wearing black T-shirts, but they are all wearing masks, hats and sunglasses, and they are not recognizable at all.

They were on the flyover, on the rooftop, or behind a parked car. There are even a few arrogant people who actually swaggered in front of Baishi without any cover-up.

Seeing these people, those who know the inside story are shocked, because they know what is going to happen next. But those ordinary people didn't know which play it was, but then they saw a scene that they would never forget.

The few people standing in front of Bai Shi suddenly took out their rackets, and then looked at Bai Shi, who was running towards this side quickly, and suddenly threw the tennis ball in his other hand into the sky. As the tennis ball slowly fell, so did their rackets.

"Bang!" , "Bang", "Bang"

This time it was as if the fuse had been lit, and the men in black who were standing in the distance also slammed their rackets out. The tennis ball in the sky shot at the white stone like a meteor, like a big net, trying to cover the white stone.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped.

The shock and bewilderment of the people, the smirk of Robben sitting in his villa room in the distance, the sluggish movements of the reporters who were still taking pictures of Shiraishi; There were also a few old guys, a few old people sitting in the rest area of the arena, with wooden expressions. The picture just froze.

Oh no, there's one more, a middle-aged man. When he saw those men in black appear, he felt bad, and at this time, he knew that everything he had done before had come to naught, and he had not received any value at all.

Because he saw the smile of the Japanese boy.

Yes, Shiraishi smiled. In the face of this "meteor" flying in the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief, because his plan was truly successful at this moment. And in the face of this tennis ball that seemed to be about to devour people, Shiraishi moved. He leaned back first, dodging the attacks of the few people in front of him. Then the whole person jerked and stood up straight like a tumbler.

This is done in an instant, and the movements are smooth, like the dragon flying and phoenix dancing of a calligrapher, which is smooth and natural. But no one applauded him, because his troubles were not solved, and above his head, in front, on both sides, and behind him, there were still devouring "meteors".

The next moment, Shiraishi raised his head and looked at the tennis balls that pounced on him like ferocious beasts. Focusing on his right foot, he sank his body and slowly lifted his left hand holding the racket.

Everyone watched his movements in shock, and they were shocked to find that Shiraishi did not continue to dodge, but wanted to fight back. Oh my God, is he crazy? It was as if they saw a warrior in a desperate situation, surrounded by bullets from the muzzle of a tongue of fire, and he was trying to return fire on them one by one. What a crazy move.

However, Shiraishi did not hesitate to fight back. Because this is the highlight of this plan, and it is also the key of the key. And in the rest area, Botton, who was accompanied by a few old fellows, also changed a little, although he tried to hide it; But it was still noticed by these old guys, and he was worried about the boy!

When everyone thought that Shiraishi was blocking the car with his mantis arm, Shiraishi waved his slap.

At this time, the racket in his hand produced countless phantoms, and people also saw countless white stones, fighting back the flying tennis balls one by one. At this moment, he didn't know how many times he swung it, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, and like a black hole that devoured a qiē. The area with a radius of half a meter around him became a penalty area, reflexing all the tennis balls that came over him.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

The continuous hitting sound is like a song, the beat is strong, and each one hits people's hearts. They were shocked to find that all the tennis balls were shot back by Shiraishi, turning back the same way and shooting towards their master.

And they could only look at this qiē in horror, unable to react at all. Because it's not their tennis anymore, these return balls, soon, very soon!

"Bump!" , "Bump", "Bump"

The ball went into the flesh, and Robben, who was sitting in front of the TV, was shocked, as if it hit him. And when the tennis ball dispersed and Shiraishi's movements stopped, people saw Shiraishi unharmed and still smiling. The wind gently blew on his body, blowing his hair, which seemed very flowing and natural.

"Wow!"

The whole city resounded with cheers, they cheered for the feat of Shiraishi just now, they witnessed the birth of a miracle. And the driver who scolded Baishi before also looked at the young man in front of him blankly, and he was a little in a trance.

Shiraishi, this teenager from Japan, at this moment, his figure will always live in the hearts of the people. He's a, a miracle boy! This is also him, the beginning of the legend!

ps: Thank you Xiaoxin for the tip!!

PS2: Without further ado, continue to codeword......