Evil Master

Xu Yong's right hand trembled slightly. His heart was in turmoil as he watched the tennis ball racket net being torn apart.

With a sinister look in his eyes, he took out a brand-new racket from his bag without saying anything further.

"Young Master Xu, if you admit defeat now, I'm a good person to talk to."

Duan Hong withdrew his gaze from Han Luo and chuckled as he looked at the stunned Xu Yong.

< p > "Hmph!"

Xu Yong snorted coldly, and thought to himself: A boorish man, acting so arrogantly by relying on brute force!

United States of America University Students' Boxing Competition's third place person is also not a fake name.

< p > "Bang."

Xu Yong fiercely threw out a ball. This ball also completely relied on his strength, he had practiced boxing for many years, and the strength of his right hand was much stronger than an ordinary person's.

The referee silently nodded as he watched the ball. From a speed point of view, it should be around a hundred kilometers, comparable to an ordinary professional athlete.

Actually, Duan Hong had always been testing Xu Yong from the beginning, and gave him a very weak impression. He had understood three of the Twelve Classics, and the Hand Sun Small Intestine Scripture was one of them, which could increase a person's reaction speed.

If he were to be serious, the speed of this ball in his eyes would be the same as an old turtle's crawl. His technique was crude, or could be said to be completely ignorant. He only wanted to throw the ball without going beyond the boundary.

Sometimes, in the face of absolute strength, the technique seemed very pale. This was like a boxer who could hit 1000 jins with a punch, while the other force could only hit 100 jins with a punch. Even though he had great technique, it was useless against 1000 jins.

No matter how good one was at dodging, there would always be a time when one would hit. Moreover, the hatred in Duan Hong's heart for the Young Master Xu would sink to the bone.

The use of the word "reverse" in racket was similar to that of the backhand racket. Duan Hong's actions were free and unrestrained, and his strength was great. The three judges nodded in approval as they watched.

It's like looking at a beautiful piece of jade without any seal. Everyone has their own template for him.

This was especially true for the referees. Their eyes were only glowing, and just this move of theirs alone was enough to create a speed of 180 kilometers. It was an incredible feat.

One must know that the world record is no more than two hundred kilometers.

Xu Yong had completely calmed down and earnestly accepted every ball with all his might. Duan Hong's strength was simply too strong for him, so no matter how much more focus he put on, he still lost in the second round.

A zero-to-four loss to his opponent!

The second round was over. Han Luo ran over with small steps, wiped off Duan Hong's sweat and fed him water. Like a babysitter, she took good care of Duan Hong.

"Boss, you're awesome!"

She could be considered to have seen the world when she worked in Jin Ding International. Someone like Duan Hong, who was able to play tennis as soon as he had learned it, was definitely the first to do so.

"Boss, tell me the truth. Have you ever played tennis before? Why are you so powerful?"

Duan Hong had a sly smile on his face as he smelled the fragrance off Han Luo's body. He was secretly pleased with himself as he said: "Comrade Han Luo, do you know the difference between geniuses and talents?"

Han Luo smiled and shook her head, as she looked at Duan Hong with a face brimming with happiness.

"Geniuses are born with great ability in a certain field. Geniuses learn everything very quickly and unbelievably fast. Your boss isn't a genius, but he's barely half a genius.

Duan Hong spoke with assurance, as if he was his leader.

< p > "Bullsh * t."

Han Luo whispered, but in her heart, she felt joy.

On this side, Duan Hong was talking and laughing with Han Luo, taking advantage of him from time to time. On the contrary, Xu Yong was so hot that his entire tongue was sticking out, his right arm was numb, and his head was covered in sweat. The wax on his head was flowing on his skin due to the excessive amount of sweat, which was extremely sticky and uncomfortable.

Xu Qing also didn't treat him coldly or warmly, she didn't even have saliva in her mouth.

This made Xu Yong a little angry, and he thought to himself whether he should directly bow this bitch down to the bow.

He turned around and once again glanced at Duan Hong. The other party's smiling face caused Xu Yong's proud heart to feel extremely uncomfortable. Xu Laoer had doted on him since he was young.

Everyone praised him and praised him. Furthermore, there were quite a few girls who had chased after her at school, so the arrogant Xu Yong believed that only the most beautiful woman was suitable for him, until he left the country three years ago.

By that time, Xu Laoer had already gotten a lot of money when he came out of the prison. Xu Yong was more like a young master, he was smart and intelligent overseas, his English was great as well, and he had cheated quite a few women.

Such a prideful person, how could he be humiliated by a completely insignificant person like Duan Hong?

After that, Xu Yong took out his phone and sent a message. Then, his gloomy face turned back into a gentleman.

"Young Master Xu, are you alright?"

When Xu Qing saw the uncertainty on Xu Yong's face, and thought that was trying to avenge him, she did not expect Duan Hong to play tennis so well.

Xu Yong chuckled, he moved his right arm, and said: "Miss Xu, don't worry, I won't lose to that Segmental Large Intestine, but that guy does have some brute force. Oh right, does Miss Xu know what that Segmental Large Intestine does?"

Although he said that he wouldn't lose on the surface, he had already lost in his heart and his arms had been numb all this while. It was very difficult to persevere in this kind of state, and it might be possible to make him submit through other channels.

Xu Qing placed her hands on her chest, shook her head, and said with a lonely face: "Young Master Xu, how about we forget about this competition?"

She knew that the best outcome of the match would be a draw, in case the third set went on.

As for Xu Yong, he would not allow Duan Hong to kneel to his. As for Xu Yong, he was a young master of the Xu Family Group, so if he lost, he would really follow Duan Hong's instructions and go up to his father, saying that he wasn't his biological father.

< p > How can you say that?

Let alone Xu Yong, even ordinary people would not do such a thing.

If it was a draw, it would naturally be for the best. Xu Yong thought like this in his heart, and said: "Miss Xu, do you have no confidence in me? Rest assured, for the sake of Miss Xu, so what if I lose? "

He sounded calm, as if he was about to die for his country.

Xu Qing was not moved, so all of her thoughts were on Duan Hong.

< p > Is he always like this?

He was always so carefree, taking advantage of the Big Star during Liang Youchang's concert while he was still calm on the tennis court, as if everything was under his control. What was he thinking in his heart?

Xu Qing looked at Duan Hong and Han Luo laughing and joking around, and his heart was slightly sour.

His opponent was Young Master Xu. His family was rich and powerful, but in the sea, they could call the wind and summon the rain. What about him?

If he provoked Xu Family Group, he would definitely be met with revenge.

No!

I'll stop him!

When Xu Qing thought of this, she took a deep breath and walked toward Duan Hong in large strides.

Duan Hong sat on the chair, enjoying the relaxation of his legs that Han Luo had given him. His two shining eyes stared fixedly at her, as he continuously gulped saliva: It's bad, it's bad, it's really over this time. Lassie is so beautiful, this disciple might have made a mistake — —

< p > "Hey! You get up, I have something to say! "

Duan Hong was thinking whether he should take a shower with Han Luo first when he gets back tonight. Xu Qing's cold tone interrupted his train of thoughts.

"Miss Xu, why have you come?" But Young Master Xu sent you to ask for peace? "Hehe, I've already given Young Master Xu a chance on stage. It's he who doesn't know how to cherish it. Even if you came, I still won't agree."

Duan Hong felt extremely refreshed in his heart.

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