Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

Chapter 115 The obedient will prosper and the disobedient will die

Until the dust settled, many people still couldn't believe that such a 17-year-old boy who had never been in contact with the dark world and had no team members would be so ruthless and tough on the first day back to Jikong.

Although Jikong is not like Panlongtang, a behemoth that has been passed down for thousands of years, its internal intertwined network of relationships and foreign forces that have penetrated Jikong for decades are intertwined and entangled into a decadent mess. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for one person to sort out all these relationships in one day.

It may be because Sanada has never stepped into the dark world, so he adopted the simplest and most brutal method.

Those who obey will prosper and those who oppose will perish.

The two current power holders of Kyokora, Kanin Kyoji and Fujiwara Koji, were dismissed from the position of section chief. Originally, they thought there would be an extremely fierce battle, but unexpectedly, both of them handed over without saying a word. Having lost the power in his hands, Jikong was caught off guard and returned to unity again.

A 17-year-old boy who had never been in the dark became its new owner.

The director's room was quiet, and the sound of rustling writing was especially clear in such a quiet space.

Chongya Minhui stood aside quietly, looking at Sanada with a dark and complicated gaze.

In less than three years, this person has changed from an ordinary junior high school student to a high-ranking person who even he can't see through.

The ordinary boy who Zeng Jin didn't even know the existence of the dark world can now lightly grasp the authority of Jikong in his hands overnight, and can annihilate those who try to disobey him with a snap of his fingers, and can get along with him without changing his face. Yijiyuan confronted each other.

Chong Ye Minhui has no doubt that the rot buried deep in the dark will be uprooted by this person, and this day will come soon.

Zeng Jin's Sanada willingly walked into the hell that Master Mingyang chose for him, but is the Sanada who came out of hell really the same Sanada as Zeng Jin?

Power, power, and ambition surrounded by these bizarre temptations, does Sanada still remember his original intention of choosing to step into hell?

She will never forget the scene every time Sanada injects the dragon gene stock solution in the submarine laboratory.

When the first injection was given, everyone was sure he wouldn't make it through and she was no exception.But in the end Sanada survived. When the torture was finally over and everyone was busy recording the experimental data, she slowly approached Sanada who was dying at that time. Seeing the corners of his mouth twitch slightly with a ferocious black line face, she held her breath and listened carefully before hearing a name from the subtle to extreme raving—Ming Yang.

It is obviously such a deep and vivid memory, but when I look at Sanada now, there is an illusion that it seems like a world away.The current Sanada actually feels so strange to him, and he can't find a sense of familiarity that makes people feel at ease.

In another room in Jikong, there is only the scent of tea in the silent space.

Xi Likui held the teacup in both hands, but her thoughts drifted away unknowingly.

In any case, she never imagined that Sanada would be so courageous as to make such a big fuss on the first day back to Jikong.

Sanada walked into the laboratory willingly because of Naruo Inaba. Originally, she was full of sarcasm in her heart, but when Sanada survived every day with this name in the experiment and gradually changed into a form she couldn't see through, the sarcasm in her heart changed. Became jealous.

The moment Sanada grasped the power of Kyokaku, she even felt panic, allowing such a person who wholeheartedly lives for Naruo Inaba to become the supreme ruler, can he really lead Jiku to become stronger as Mr. Ijuin hoped? ?Perhaps it only takes Naruo Inaba's words, and this person will willingly sacrifice his life for him.

This kind of panic reached its peak when Sanada confronted Ijuin without any scruples, but was completely awakened by Yijuin's words.

"A 17-year-old boy can survive that kind of hell. Will he be satisfied with his children's affection for his long life in the future? It doesn't matter who he was willing to step into hell for, the important thing is to stand on the right after the baptism of hell At the peak of his career, his ambition was not as pure as it used to be."

yes!The current Sanada is no longer the Sanada who could only rely on others for protection.

Kanin Kyoji, who had both prospered and lost together with Naruo Inaba, was completely excluded from the power center of Kyokora, and he did not soften his hand in the slightest because of Naruo Inaba's relationship.The ruthlessness, cunning, secretive and unpredictable that he showed when confronting Mr. Yijuin all showed his ambition for power.

At that time, she even wondered if the person in front of her was really Sanada?Or is it true that Sanada's soul has long since disappeared when he was in the submarine laboratory.The current Sanada is nothing more than a monster in human skin.

Will such an out-of-control monster bring Jikong to strength or perish?

Yijiyuan Rongxiang looked at Xi Likui who was distracted and couldn't help sighing. He only needed one glance to see clearly what was worrying about this girl he had grown up with.He has been like this since he was a child, but he is a straight-hearted person who doesn't understand people's hearts when he is one in a million talents.

"The real master of Jikong will not be controlled by anyone. If he really lives under my control as you want, then he is not qualified to be the master of Jikong."

Xi Likui stared blankly at Yijiyuan, but she vaguely understood what he meant when she touched his calm and wise eyes.

Aoi Keiri walked in the silver metal passage, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. No one can control Sanada now, so what if Naruo Inaba?After sealing his own power, what chips are left for him?

The oncoming person made her slightly startled, and then a trace of sternness appeared in her eyes.

Bird Maru Lan.

At the beginning, he betrayed Fujiwara Yusuke without hesitation, but he was devoted to Naruo Inaba. Even now, he still follows Naruo Inaba every day in the dark to protect Naruo Inaba, who has sealed his power.The belief that those who know the current affairs are heroes seems to have lost its effect when it comes to Naruo Inaba, or Naruo Inaba deserves to be the monster who is best at charming people's hearts.

"Torimaru Ran, what ecstasy soup did Naruo Inaba give you?"

The two looked at each other, Ran Torimaru nodded and moved sideways to get out of the way, Aoi Keiri glanced at him and asked indifferently.

Torimaru still has the same lazy look, and the smile on the corner of his mouth remains unchanged: "There is an old saying in China that a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a virtuous minister chooses a master to serve."

The corner of Kiri Aoi's mouth turned up slightly the moment he passed him, and said indifferently: "Do you think the current Sanada can still be controlled by Naruo Inaba?"

Ran Torimaru looked at her back and sighed softly.

control?Naruo Inaba never thought of controlling Sanada. If Sanada was really an obedient puppet, then he would never have chosen him in the first place.And if Sanada is really that kind of person, he can't survive the hell of the laboratory at all.

He will offer unrepentant loyalty to a teenage boy without hesitation, because he sees more clearly than these so-called adults, and is more crazy and knows how to grasp every possibility.

Now this ambitious and powerful Sanada is the "seed" that Naruo Inaba likes. Even in the eyes of outsiders, this "seed" is so strong that it is out of control and will turn around and bite at any time.

The hot and unbearable summer time is still passing quickly, and July has come to an end in a blink of an eye, and the air is still filled with heat, until the deep night and the strong wind finally bring a hint of coolness.

Ming Yang was walking home alone, and occasionally people who passed by him couldn't help but look back at him a few times.

Over the past two years, Ming Yang's height has increased by several centimeters, and his thin and slender body is put on the school uniform of the tennis department, which shows a kind of clear and flexible youth. The tennis bag is slung across the back, and a pair of earrings are buckled on the ears. Black headset, just walking on the road leisurely.

Maybe it's because the power is sealed and the life of ordinary people has been lived for more than two years. The cold and sharp feeling on Mingyang's body is not as strong as before. Looking at his appearance, he always attracts many more eyes than before.

The small single-family building stood tall in the night, Ming Yang was slightly taken aback when he saw the light coming out of the window, and then a little warm light emerged from the depths of his eyes.

The people inside seemed to have sensed his arrival, and when he walked to the door, the door answered.

Xianyuan Jingsi's tall body seemed to be wrapped in endless frost and snow, standing inside the door quietly looking at Mingyang, Mingyang smiled slightly: "Fifth Brother."

Atobe poked his head out from behind Kanin Temple and let out a soft snort, and Naruto called "Master Atobe" with a smile.

Looking at Mingyang who was sitting on the sofa and eating noodles with a bowl, Atobe's face finally looked better, and he said with a hint of displeasure: "Is it because we don't come to look for you so we can't see your figure?"

Naruto looked at Atobe innocently: "The national competition is coming soon, I want to train!"

Atobe snorted coldly: "It's as if I don't need to participate in the national competition."

Ming Yang said with a smile: "How can it be the same if you don't have to bear the pressure of three consecutive championships!"

With one sentence, Atobe successfully exploded, stared at Naruto and snorted coldly: "Is the dead child looking for a beating?" Seeing Naruto's unrepentant look, Atobe was so angry that he stretched out his hand and poked Naruto's face twice. A red mark.

Ming Yang put the finished noodle bowl on the low table, looked at Xianyuan Jingsi and said in a low voice, "Fifth Brother, take care of him."

Xianyuan Jingsi glanced at the two of them and then turned his attention to the TV. The most popular urban romance drama was shown on it. , my best friend comforted her reluctantly, the jealousy in her eyes was almost overflowing.After the story of a pair of plastic flower sisters is over, in the blink of an eye, the two who were still flirting with each other on the sofa are already kissing and chatting together.

Seeing Mingyang's relaxed and contented expression, Atobe said softly: "You really are not worried at all."

"What are you worried about?" Ming Yang asked back.

"Your fifth brother has been completely ostracized, that guy Sanada really doesn't show any sympathy."

The corners of Ming Yang's mouth curled up into a smile: "Anyway, the uncle will inherit the family business in the future. With the famous Atobu consortium in hand, are you afraid that he will not be able to support the fifth brother? Isn't it just right for the uncle to earn money to support the family and the fifth brother is as beautiful as a flower."

Atobe's fair fingers caressed the tear mole on the corner of his eye, and he said speechlessly, "You've got it wrong! I'm the one who's as beautiful as a flower."

Naruto's eyes with a smile appeared dark and bright under the light, and the coldness faded away with a kind of pure wantonness. Atobe looked at Naruto and said quietly: "For two years and seven months he didn't Seeing you, now that he holds Ruo Ruoda's authority, do you still believe that he is the old Sanada?"

Ming Yang leaned back and put his head on his legs, his eyelids drooped and his eyelashes blocked his dark pupils, and there was still a hint of a smile in his voice: "Because I want to live so much that I want to gamble even a chance , if uncle makes me lose all my money, then I have no choice but to quit gambling."

Atobe thought, yes, if even Sanada can't be trusted in this strange world, who else can he trust?

Atobe looked down and saw that Naruto had closed his eyes and was breathing slowly. He wondered if he had fallen asleep. The whole face had a kind of quiet softness, which gave people a feeling of innocence.

Atobe looked at Naruto's face, obviously the cunning and danger of the past had faded away, and the whole person became peaceful, but there was a distressing sense of vulnerability for no reason.

He may only be able to imagine Mingyang's past through the description of Xianyuan Jingsi, but that does not hinder his understanding of Mingyang. In his heart, even if this person is about to fall into the eternal hell the next moment He will calculate everything that can be calculated in that machine-like brain in an instant, and he will fight with his whip curled up and his face cold and stern, without the slightest panic or vulnerability.

But now he happened to see that the layer of coldness and tenacity wrapped around this person was about to collapse and disintegrate, revealing the fragile soul inside.

"People who have never relied on others since birth until now finally have someone they want to rely on." Xianyuan Jingsi looked at Mingyang and said calmly, his voice still had a cold metal-like inorganic texture but it was transparent An indescribable softness.

"What if the person he wants to rely on is unreliable?"

Xianyuan Jingsi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then he is still the same Naruo Inaba who walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood."

Those who can rely on will allow themselves to be vulnerable.Naruto, who came out of that cruel world, understands this truth better than anyone else.