Bang.

Another tennis ball hit the back of Morrowind's head, and he couldn't remember how many of them had hit him.

was hit on the head by one high-speed tennis ball after another, Rao is very resistant, and he can't stand it a little.

Now, his whole head was buzzing, and he was even hallucinating.

In his hallucinations, he saw a little girl running desperately, and a tennis ball was hurtling towards her behind her.

Where could the girl run a tennis ball, and the next second Morrowind saw her, she was knocked to the ground by a high-speed tennis ball.

"Little girl, you run, aren't you quite good at running!"

In the distance, laughter rang out.

Morrowind looked up and saw several young people coming over, each holding a tennis racket, and the tennis ball that knocked down the girl was sent by them.

When the girl heard their voices, her body trembled violently.

"Big brother, help me!" She looked up and looked pitifully at the morning breeze.

Although Morrowind felt a little sorry for her, he didn't plan to help her, because the lowest of those social youths who came here was C9 level, and the highest even broke through B level.

Those people, he can't beat them, even if he wants to, he can't help.

But just as he was about to turn away, the girl screamed again.

This time, it was her face that was hit.

"Your face ......" The boy looked at her face, and there was a trace of trance in his spirit.

The face of the girl in front of him suddenly coincided with the face of the woman in his heart.

"Why are you here?" Morrowind asked.

The girl didn't answer, just watched him cry vigorously.

Another tennis ball flew in, and judging by its flight trajectory, it would still fall on the girl's face, and they were going to ruin her face!

If this face is something else, or the girl's previous face, the boy can leave it alone.

But now, her face is Qingyin's face, how can the young man be indifferent?!

Even though he knew it was all fake, the irrepressible impulse in his body still made him move.

The boy's speed exceeded the limit, and he flashed in front of the girl, holding the ball firmly in his hand.

"Yo, heroes save beauty!"

"But heroes save beauty at a price!"

The youth laughed and swung his racket again to shoot the ball towards the morning wind.

The ball was faster than the other, but Morrowind still took it all one by one, and he would not allow the girl's face to be hurt in the slightest.

"Yes, yes, I underestimate you!"

"Now, our brotherhood will play a double home run, so let's surprise us with this move!"

This time, it was two people who were swinging the racket, and they both ran to the left and the right.

After running to an angle that Morrowind couldn't take care of, they hit the ball hard at the same time.

Then I saw two high-speed tennis balls coming towards the boy from different directions and different angles!

The tennis ball that ran to the girl's side was caught by the boy, but he didn't have time to catch another ball that was going to his back.

The powerful ball slammed into the boy's back, causing him to stumble and almost fall on top of the girl.

"Ah Feng, do you want it?" The girl gently wiped the blood from the corner of the boy's mouth with her sleeve and asked with concern.

Now, not only her face, but also her voice has become exactly the same as Qingyin.

The boy couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, and then showed a big smile at her: "I'm fine, don't worry." As long as I'm here, they won't hurt you! ”

"Haha, I can't hurt you if I'm here!"

"It's better to say less to coax the girl, otherwise you will not only lose face, but also your life!"

The two social youths sneered and swung the ball towards the teenager again!

Morrowind's speed did break through the limit once, but it only allowed him to catch a ball.

These two young people are also very interesting, they always hit the girl with a ball and a ball at Morrowind.

Faced with this difficult multiple-choice question, the boy did not hesitate, he always tried his best to catch the ball that was aimed at the girl, even if he was hit by another ball, even if he was injured more and more serious each time.

"Ah Feng, let's go, leave me alone, as long as you don't care about me, you'll be fine!" The girl cried and stood up, she wanted to push him away, she didn't want him to hurt her again.

But the young man held her in his arms and roared, "I said, I will protect you!" Even if you die, I will protect you! ”

Bang bang bang.

Those young people applauded, and one of them stood up and sneered: "I don't know if you have heard a word of it, show your love died early!" Show affection in front of our group of single dogs, I think you want to rush to reincarnate! ”

Three people, three high-speed tennis balls at the same time!

This time, unless Morrowind has three heads and six arms, it is impossible to catch it.

Three balls, the target is the vital point of the two of them, those young people seem to have had enough, they have decided to execute them!

Executions?

The morning breeze smiled faintly, what is there to fear from death!

Although he hopes to live a long time, it does not mean that he is afraid of death!

At this moment, he lay on the girl's shoulder, and said in a gentle voice: "I am content to die with you." ”

The girl snorted softly, but her body jerked out of his arms as the morning breeze relaxed.

"Ah Feng, live well! You can live a better life without me! ”

As her voice sounded, her body rushed towards the three balls like a butterfly on fire.

If nothing happens, the top ball will break her throat, the middle one will destroy her heart, and the bottom ball will break her fragile lower abdomen......

"No!"

The boy screamed in pain and threw himself forward!

How could she be like this, he didn't allow it!

Originally, the bones in his body were broken a lot, and the internal injuries he suffered were also very serious, but his speed at the moment was increasing exponentially.

Ten times the strength, once again back to him.

Punch and kick the top of the head!

The young god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha! He put the Buddha into a hundred-armed Shura, no matter where those high-speed tennis balls came from, he would fight back with the same force!

One, two, three......

He is tireless, no matter how many balls you have, no matter how fast the ball, you can't try to cross the line of defense he has set up with his body.

When Qingyin came back from outside, he saw such a scene: the young man's body was like a ghost, shuttling freely in the rain of bullets formed by high-speed tennis, and wherever he passed, those tennis balls were either caught by him or knocked out by him.

"What the hell?" The woman covered her mouth in surprise.

This progress is too great, it's beyond imagination, she just went out for a walk for two hours, and the teenager who couldn't even catch a ball could catch five in one go, and he didn't pant or tremble......