After discussing with the gentry of Jibu for a long time, it was negotiated. I went to Bingdi to study for a month to see the effect, but the condition was to let everyone know that Jibu's family had retrieved the second young master who had been separated for many years, so they would not need Qianye.
Liu's identity and appearance, but he must not appear with the appearance of losing his face.
Because I am at Jibu's house, I can't contact Ye Group or the company. It seems that I have to communicate with Jibu's gentleman about my freedom. "I need freedom, and if I do this, I don't mind..."
I deliberately left half a sentence, and I believe that Shibu Shiren understands what I mean.
"I can give you freedom, but the condition is to take off your glasses." Shibu Shiren was already upset when he saw my glasses, and then spoke.
I took off my glasses and put them in my bag. The action means that I have agreed, "What I want is absolute freedom, don't let anyone follow me."
"You are my son, so you naturally need someone to protect him." The Shibu Shiren said with some disregard for him.
"Enough, just rely on them? I will send them all to hell." With a black breath, I became more like a demon at this moment, and more like a guy from hell.
The Shinto Shibu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He could only sigh and then agreed that he should not be too pressed against this child, as there would only be a counter-effect at that time.
After walking out of Zhibu's house, I stretched out my left hand. Under the sunlight, my left hand looked longer, but I couldn't, and could only take out a small yellow tennis ball, and I held it tightly with my right hand and aimed it.
The study on the second floor suddenly flicked and hit the glass. I don’t know if it was broken.
With a tennis bag on my back, I walked towards the street tennis court. Because I was in a bad mood today, I thought I might hurt a lot of people. If I had the chance to meet Smith, I thought I might have to beat him hard.
Walking to the street tennis court, I happened to see Smith and Ajutsu playing. This was actually recreating the game. I quickly took out the racket from the ball bag, and then came to Ajutsu and used the racket.
He hit Smith's wrist with the ball aimed at Akuzu's forehead.
"You are? Chiyo Jibu?" The racket in Smith's hand fell to the ground, but he ignored the falling racket, and then looked at me, full of violent aura.
I looked at Smith coldly, "So you can only imitate? What's it? Humph!" I put the racket into the bag, took out a bottle of trauma spray and walked to Akuzu, handed it to him,
No more words.
Suddenly, Tezuka turned back at Ryuma. "Ryuma?" I frowned. Tezuka actually hit someone. It seemed that Ryuma had completely offended Tezuka.
"Rongma, you'd better learn to calm down." Seeing Longma's frustrated look, I also felt that powerless look, that kind of being provoked but unable to fight back. "I..." Longma didn't say anything
Come.
"If he can't calm down, he can't win." Tezuka did not regret slapping Ryuma, because that was something Ryuma had to accept. Similarly, I did not blame Tezuka, because if I were Tezuka, I would have done it too.
Will swing over without any mercy.
Seeing Kawamura taking Ryuma away, I just watched quietly from behind. Smith was considered Ryuma's fateful opponent. Since that's the case, Ryuma could only defeat him.
"What is this senior?" Tan Taiyi was a little confused. He seemed to have never known this senior, but why did this senior seem to know Qingxue people and block the ball for Senior Akuzu.
"Call me Shibe Chiyo." I have always been confident that I was successful in disguise, so no one would recognize my disguise because this is the strongest ability I learned in my previous life.
He stretched out his hand, a light green ribbon appeared in my hand, and handed him to Tan Taiyi, "This guy is seriously injured, please wrap him up."
"Hey, stinky brat, what were you saying?" Akutsu looked at me angrily, and then wanted to stand up, but I still looked at him lightly, "You shouldn't not play basketball, you can actually play more
OK." After saying that, I slowly left with my own ball bag on my back. I really don't understand. I'm obviously a person who doesn't like tennis, but why do many people still need me to enlighten me?