Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

How can this person be so ruthless?

Although he was very clear about his choice since he noticed that Ming Yang was close to his goal, but after this person left, there was a voice in his heart that kept asking himself: Can you really meet his expectations?Can you really protect him?Can it really become stronger and become his reliance?

He always deceives himself and others into thinking that as long as he ignores the wavering in his heart, he can continue to walk firmly.But I didn't expect this person to see through his wavering so easily, and then cut off his weakness in the most ruthless way without hesitation.

This person used this most cruel method to smooth out the wavering hidden in his heart, and from then on he would go on firmly at any time.

Japan, extreme sky.

Time flies and the New Year is approaching in a blink of an eye.

This year's winter is not considered cold, but it has been raining all day long since the beginning of winter. As the New Year approaches, the increasingly festive atmosphere dilutes the coldness of the rainy days.

Ming Yang was used to the Chinese New Year and didn't have much feeling for New Year's Day, so he simply took over the work of Xianyuan Jingsi and stayed in Jikong's office all day until he received a call from Atobe.

"Why are you calling at this time? Is the training over?" Ming Yang glanced at the time on his phone, and he was a little surprised that it was only 04:30 in the afternoon.

Although the Japanese team was swept by the world's second-ranked Swiss team before, the previous two beautiful victories still allowed them to enter the knockout round with the second place in the group.At the same time, it also means that in the following competitions, they will face more severe challenges, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out. Under such heavy pressure, players spend almost all their time on training. After the end, I can fall asleep as soon as I touch the pillow, and I don't have the mind to think about other things.Therefore, during this period of time, the two hardly contacted each other.

"Huh? Do you know what day it is today? You really don't care about our schedule!" Atobe snorted softly, and Shindao didn't take the initiative to contact him when he went to Australia last time.

Hearing the unhappiness in Atobu's words, Ming Yang hurriedly smoothed his hair, with a tinge of grievance in his tone: "Is the uncle angry? I am very busy. Brother Wu left me to handle official business in Jikong and went on vacation."

How could Atobe not know Mingyang's virtue, and he was not deceived by his pity at all, and said with a cold snort: "I will send you the gift I brought back, and it will be Chinese New Year soon. I don't have time to come and see you, let's get together again after the New Year!"

"Grandpa, have you returned to China? Is the competition over already?" Ming Yang's tone was filled with surprise, but after thinking about it, he thought it was normal. After all, it will be the New Year soon, and the winter vacation will be over after the new year.

"I just got home and I haven't packed my luggage, so I won't talk to you anymore and we'll meet again in the next year." Atobe hurriedly hung up the phone after explaining a few words.Mingyang took the phone that had been hung up, and searched for news about the U17 World Cup on the webpage. As soon as he opened it, a flood of news and videos came out, and Mingyang leaned on the sofa to read one by one.

Chong Ye Minhui put the cut cake on the table, glanced at the video playing on Mingyang's mobile phone, and couldn't help laughing, "Master Atobe is really amazing! And your former teammates are also very good!" Great, no wonder the Japanese team can achieve such a good result this time."

Ming Yang couldn't help but turned to look at her and said, "Are you still following their games?"

Chong Ye Minhui smiled and said nothing, Xindao Sanada is in the Japanese team, how could I not pay attention.I originally paid attention to Sanada, but in the end I was inexplicably attracted to the game, so that in the end the Japanese team followed every game, and the victory was tragic or not.

"Master Mingyang, in the last battle in Australia, is it really okay to just let Phil D. Clark go like that? I'm afraid he will hold a grudge if he loses Boris, a capable subordinate. If he wants to harm you, then Your current situation may be unstoppable."

Ming Yang looked at his phone and said: "Even if he doesn't want to let it go, Admiral Rod Guz will not continue to let him get involved in this matter. After all, he is the absolute controller of the US Special Security Agency. And he's always been on the sidelines in this matter, and Mayfair D. Clark just got in because of his own bad taste."

"What about Sanada-kun?" Okiya Minhui glanced at Mingyang, and said cautiously: "It's been so long since I've been in touch, and Mr. Yijuin's people are by his side, can you really continue to trust him wholeheartedly?" ?”

"Uncle?" Mingyang turned off his phone and lay down on the sofa, his eyes were gloomy and cold. After a while, he said: "Field also said before that when he was eroded by the darkness a little bit, he got used to living in the dark world." According to the law, control power and authority step by step, after obtaining what others dream of, will he still willingly sacrifice himself to open the space barrier? No one would be willing to do it!"

Chong Ye Minhui looked at Ming Yang, and asked in a low voice: "What about Sanada? Do you still believe that he will sacrifice his life to help you?"

Mingyang shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I said, you don't know Genichiro Sanada, he has never been an honest man." After a while, he fell asleep.

Chong Ye Minhui looked at Ming Yang's side face and wondered blankly, do you believe it or not?Or when that day comes, what will you choose?

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is New Years Eve.

Naruo originally planned to spend his days lazily in the extreme sky, but he received another call from Atobe that night.

"Let me go to your house to celebrate the New Year?" Ming Yang blinked and said, "Didn't you say we will meet again after the new year?"

The head on the phone said impatiently: "There are so many reasons for you to come here! I don't want to celebrate the New Year alone, can't I?"

Mingyang finally gave up on the investigation and was taken to the Atobe mansion by the car sent by Atobe.

The mansion is even colder than expected. It should be said that apart from the servants, the only person in the Atobe family is Atobe himself.

Ming Yang slightly raised his eyebrows: "Is it really you alone?"

"My parents received an invitation from my family to go to the UK to celebrate the New Year with my relatives. I was too tired from the game and didn't want to travel any more, so I stayed in Japan." Lifted back.

"It's a pity that Fifth Brother went to China, otherwise he would be able to accompany you to celebrate the New Year."

Atobe looked up at Mingyang, and snorted softly: "Don't ignore other people's business, but yourself, the vacation will end soon, will you go back to Lihai University?"

Seeing that Naruto didn't answer, Atobe said again: "Has Sanada been holding back like this?"

Ming Yang was silent for a long time before whispering: "I will look for him in a few years."

Atobe put the phone aside and sat beside Mingyang, looking at him quietly: "Want to see him?"

Ming Yang lay down on the sofa, stretched out his arm and poked Mobu's face, humming softly: "I don't want to tell you, let me accompany you during the Chinese New Year and ask questions about this and that, sir, you are really enough."

"Hmm." Atobe pushed away Naruto's fingers, "My uncle is very chic during the Chinese New Year alone, if it wasn't for Xianyuan Jingji worrying that you are too lonely alone, do you think I will let you come to my house? It should be I would like to accompany you with all my heart."

"Accompany me until I get drunk or return?"

Atobe said unhappily: "Are you trying to drink away your worries? Do you know that you are still underage! Don't do whatever you want while your guardian is away."

Ming Yang thought in his heart that even if the guardian is here, he won't care about it!I don't care about murder and arson, can I still control drinking?

Although there are only two people in the family, because Naruto has a different-dimensional stomach, the food prepared by the servants is still a big table full. When eating, it is rare for Atobe to complain that Naruto drinks red wine as fruit juice Behavior chose to turn a blind eye.

Ming Yang has always had a strange obsession with drinking, but obviously his drinking capacity can't compare with his appetite at all, and most of the bottle of red wine is already drunk to the point of confusion.

Ming Yang also drank alcohol before, but the first few times he was only a little tipsy and could not be called drunk at all, but this time he can be regarded as drunk in the true sense.

Ming Yang was much quieter than he imagined when he was drunk, lying quietly on the bed, breathing lightly and sleeping peacefully, restraining his sharpness and showing a kind of soft obedience.

Atobe took a closer look at Naruto's sleeping face, and found that the sleep was deeper than expected. He sighed, then turned and exited the room, sitting opposite him on the sofa like a mechanical product, without a trace of life. Jing Si said: "I will definitely not wake up in a few hours. I really didn't waste a good bottle of wine that my father has treasured for so many years." As he spoke, his eyes turned to the door again, standing there with a tall and straight figure like a strong pine, with handsome features and stern Who is the man with a resolute and restrained aura, Sanada?

For Atobe, the current Sanada is a little strange, even though he has not changed at all from the outside, the gloomyness contained in the depths of those seemingly calm eyes already shows that Sanada's soul has gradually changed. Transformed into a strange appearance.

Sanada nodded slightly to the two, turned around and entered the room where Naruto was.

As Atobe said, Naruo was sleeping soundly at the moment, his body curled up into a ball and sunk in the quilt, only revealing a drunken face, cute and harmless like a small animal.

The corners of Sanada's mouth curled into a smile line, and the smile disappeared in the depths of his eyes in an instant.

Sanada approached Naruo step by step, his dark brown eyes gradually became as deep as ink, and his eyes were like a carving knife, depicting in detail from facial features to hair, those who grew up because of longing during the year of separation The madness, paranoia, pain, and even the darkness of the soul are all soothed a little bit, so that they are silent to the depths of the soul that no one can peep into.

Sanada stretched out calloused fingers to rub Naruo's face. He never knew that he was such a person who paid attention to other people's appearance. In the past, there were not a few people with good looks around him, such as Yukimura, Atobe, and Tetsuo. Tsukasa, but for Sanada, appearance is only the most intuitive way to distinguish a person, and the beauty and ugliness of appearance has never been the standard for him to judge a person.

Except for Naruo Inaba, the soft hair slid over his fingertips and stuck to Naruo's side face obediently, his facial features, which were carved from ice and snow, faded away the biting edge with a delicate and extremely bright Sharp and cold, like a drug exuding an intoxicating aroma, even the unique soul wrapped in this unusually beautiful body made him fascinated.

The black misty eyes were completely eroded by the black color. Sanada leaned close to Naruto, and kissed delicately from the top of his hair to his forehead to the tip of his nose. Naruto's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dependent "uncle" came from his mouth Whispering out with a faint hint of drunkenness, Mingyang opened his eyes the next moment, his eyes as deep and black as the night sky seemed to be covered with a layer of lavender water mist at this moment, bringing a kind of hazy drunkenness.

Mingyang stared blankly at Sanada with wide-eyed eyes, and he looked dumbfounded. Obviously he was still quite drunk at the moment. After staring at him for a long time, he said with a smile: "Uncle...you are back..."

Obviously it should be drunk, but for some reason, the ordinary "You are back" touched the softest part of Sanada's heart, and the drunken voice was like a sharp knife, gouging out his cast-iron body. Heart and lungs, at that moment, all the coldness that had been forced to seal itself was stripped to pieces.The pain of maddening thoughts that he had suppressed for a year erupted like a flood, and the thick black ink in his eyes spread out uncontrollably. The black aura seemed to come from Shura Hell, which was eerie and terrifying. Even the shape of the pupils has become a little different from ordinary people. To be honest, such a pair of eyes will give people a weird and gloomy feeling when looking at them suddenly. Sanada knows better than anyone what he looks like at the moment.

Perhaps the reason why he didn't dare to meet him was that apart from being afraid that he would be hurt by the dragon's egg and hurt Mingyang, subconsciously he was also afraid that Mingyang would see himself so ugly and distorted.Even though his soul has long been reduced to a cold and twisted evil spirit, he still wants to disguise himself with an upright skin to hide his most despicable and crazy side.

Naruto caressed Sanada's face with fingers with a cool touch, from the thick sword eyebrows to the straight nose bridge to the sharp lips, his fingers seemed to be carrying sparks, and the hot and numb touch all the way, he squinted slightly Looking at Sanada's eyes that are different from ordinary people, he said with a smile: "Uncle... so beautiful."

There was a trace of helplessness in Sanada's deep pupils, and his voice was as low as a sigh: "Sure enough, he is drunk." When he was sober, he had never praised himself like this.

Naruo stretched out his hands to hook Sanada's neck, and replied with a smile: "Hmm... I'm just drunk." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and the next moment Sanada pinched it with calloused fingers. Mingyang's lower jaw leaned over to hold his lips at the same time, with a kind of absolute dominance and possessiveness between his lips and tongue, tearing away the gentleness that he used to pretend to reveal his truest madness, no longer suppressed, Stop pretending and reveal the most hidden paranoid longings in your heart.

This kiss gradually turned from domineering to gentle and lingering. The crazy encroachment seemed to be appeased, with a long and soft lingering.The tip of the tongue was entwined with a feeling of ecstasy and dizziness, like a poppy flower with a beautiful fragrance, which made him sink deeper and deeper unable to extricate himself.