At night, quietly, on the dimly lit street, a large cargo ran through the red light and sped by.

"Toot!! Honk!! ”

"Boom!"

After a rush of horns, a loud bang sounded on the road, and in the dark night, a figure flew several meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground. Blood flowed from the man's body and stained the ground.

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Warm sunlight shines through the leaves of the old locust tree, over the windowsill, and into the room.

"Come, No. 1 bed Jinguji martial arts, medical examination!"

Under the order of the beautiful nurse lady, Jinguji Takemichi, who was sunbathing, quickly got up from the hospital bed and followed the nurse out of the ward.

"Jinguji Martial Arts, male, thirteen years old, height: 184.7cm, weight: 65kg, left eye vision: 5.2, right eye vision: 5.2, other ........"

"All indicators are normal, congratulations, martial arts classmate, you have fully recovered and can be discharged from the hospital."

Outside the ward, a white-haired old doctor took the physical examination report of Jinguji Martial Arts, put on his reading glasses, and said to Martial Arts while looking at the physical examination data.

"Thank you, doctor."

Wu Dao bowed slightly, thanked him in an unsmooth neon language, took his physical examination report and walked to the ward.

He can finally end his ten-day hospitalization.

Jinguji martial arts used to be called martial arts.,It's an orphan.,After coming to this world inexplicably, it's still called martial arts.,It's just that his original surname is Wu.,At this time, his surname is Jinguji.,This is the neon Kanagawa Prefecture in the 90s.,Inexplicably came to this world and he became a first-year teenager in junior high school.。

It can be seen that orphans and namesakes are necessary conditions for soul wearing.

Former martial arts is a ball referee, basketball fanatic, when he was young, he also trained for a period of time, but he came out of the mountains with too thin foundation, and his nutrition was not good during the development period, and his height was not enough to support him on the career path.

Even if he is not tall, he has to have a speed and ball quotient that is different from ordinary people, and this kind of person is very rare, and most of them exist in the NBA, not his country.

But fortunately, the martial arts study is quite competitive, although I was not able to eat the bowl of rice of a professional basketball player, but relying on excellent grades and love for basketball, I became a referee after college.

After a game, Takemichi, who was walking on his way home, was concentrating on reading a novel called "Slam Dunk" on his mobile phone, and was hit by an out-of-control truck while crossing the street.

When he woke up again, he appeared in the hospital room, but the world he lived in was no longer the same world he once was.

After that, the adult martial arts received the full memory of the martial arts of Jinguji Temple, and re-lived in the world under the name martial arts.

……

"Martial arts, you're back?"

"What did the doctor say?"

Wu Dao, who had just returned to the ward, received a warm embrace from a young woman, yes, this one was his mother now.

"The doctor said there was nothing wrong and I could be discharged." Wu Dao gently brushed away his mother's hand and sat down on the side of the hospital bed.

In the past ten days, Wu Dao has slowly accepted his new identity, although he has been missing the past for a long time, but during this time, the care of his otherworldly mother has made him feel a taste that he has never had. With this mother, Martial Arts did not show anything abnormal.

"Xiangxiangli, my son can finally be discharged from the hospital!"

At the side of the hospital bed, a middle-aged man sat on a stool, and when he heard Takeshi say that he could be discharged from the hospital, he jumped up excitedly and hugged the young woman in his arms.

That's right, this middle-aged man is the father of martial arts, martial arts, and a countryman who has entered the Jingu Temple family.

Martial Arts is the founder of a large local sporting goods company in Kanagawa that trades all over the country and is a businessman specializing in cross-border trade.

And Martial Arts' mother is called Jinguji Xiangli, who is a real lady, and met Martial Arts' father when he went to study in China, and then the two combined and achieved a transnational marriage.

"Son, we have called the police, the police promised to find the driver who caused the accident, that guy hit and run, I will definitely make that guy pay! You can rest assured. ”

"During the time you were hospitalized, your grandfather and your grandmother called, and the two of them were very worried about you, so it's good that you're okay."

"In the blink of an eye, you are already going to go to middle school, you must study hard."

"When you are successful in your studies, you will come to my company for an internship."

"After that, I have to inherit my family business!"

As he spoke, Martial Dao's father had already decided on his future plans for Martial Dao, and although his tone was soft, it was full of a taste that could not be refused.

"Hmmm! I'll try. ”

Faced with this strange father's arrangement, Wu Dao nodded and responded, not letting himself show anything unusual, as a rich second generation, it is normal to be planned by his parents, Wu Dao only needs to go step by step, and the future is bright.

No matter what, the rich second generation is much better than the former country boy, although this is a pair of strange parents, but from their words, Wu Dao can still feel the strong love that the other party treats his children.

The arrival of the martial arts that came through received the full memory of the original owner, and in the face of his father's arrangement, he did not raise any objections.

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In Kanagawa Kamakura in the 90s, most of them were two- or three-story duplexes, there were no high-rise buildings, and the tallest building in a radius of 30 miles was probably a hospital.

Wu Dao's home is a courtyard located in the center of the city, hundreds of square meters of houses are only four bedrooms and two living rooms, although the house is large, but there are few rooms, this is the result of Wu Dao's father's struggle for many years. Although he is rich, Martial Arts' father still has a strong sense of self-esteem.

Unwilling to live in the Jingu temple clan, live a life of food to open your mouth and clothes to stretch your hands.

There was originally a large garden on the north side of the indoor living room, which was transformed into a basketball half-court to cater to the hobby of martial arts.

The original martial arts liked basketball as a sport full of confrontation.

Although it was a half-game, it was enough for the young Takeshi to vent his excess energy at that age.

After being discharged from the hospital, Wu Dao, who followed his parents home, saw this small basketball court after entering the house, and looked at this basketball court, Wu Dao was a little stupid for a while.

His mind remembered the efforts he made as a child to become a basketball player, and the loneliness of knowing that his height could not be used to compete at a higher level.

Even he remembered the joy of martial arts in this life when he sweated on this small basketball court.

All kinds of emotions came to my heart at this moment, making Wu Dao's thoughts gradually drift away.

"It turns out that I have never been willing."

Some waves flashed in Wu Dao's eyes, and a faint light flashed in his originally calm eyes.

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