Chapter 343 Seize the world! (page 12)
Chapter 343 Seize the world! (page 12)
"minister?!"
Echizen Ryoma looked at the figure standing among the white-robed men. He originally thought it was their leader, but unexpectedly, when he took a closer look, he discovered that it was Jinguji Hikaru.
stare--
For some reason, when faced with Jinguji Hikari's deep and unclear eyes, Echizen Ryoma shrank his neck unconsciously, feeling guilty even though he had done nothing.
"What. What's wrong?"
"Children stay up late at night and run around."
Jinguji said calmly, if not for the sudden appearance of Echizen Ryoma, he would not have given the suspected Spanish boy a chance to escape.
Of course, this has something to do with his own carelessness.
"Ha, isn't it the same for you yourself, Minister?"
Echizen Ryoma was not a good boy. Hearing Jinguji Hikari's sermon, he immediately retorted subconsciously. At the same time, Shinhwa glanced at the koala pendant hung by Jinguji Hikaru on his waist and joked: "It's late at night. Are you here to set up a stall?"
"You kid."
Jinguji Hikari looked at Echizen Ryoma as always, and he didn't understand what Echizen Ryoma was so interested in with such a character who didn't deserve a beating.
"You're late. The main criminal has escaped just now. The remaining guys are just puppets who were left behind."
"puppet?!"
Echizen Ryoma looked around in confusion before he came back to his senses. The people in white robes, who were staring in confusion, were about to ask more questions.
"You're here just in time, take Taocheng's racket back for me."
He casually threw the racket to Echizen Ryoma, who subconsciously took it. Then he looked up and saw Jinguji Hikari had walked away.
"What the hell? What happened?"
Echizen Ryoma frowned, but then he still shouted: "Hey! How is that guy Ryuya doing lately!"
"If you eat too many oranges, you'll get angry!"
The next day.
"Boss, this is the Spanish team player information you want."
Keith handed a stack of player information to Hikaru Jinguji.
"According to my research, this is the only player who is proficient in psychological suggestion or hypnosis."
Jinguji Hikaru's eyes fell on the beautiful young man with a delicate face on the first page of the information.
"Romeo Fernandez, a senior psychotherapist, can manifest the enemies that his opponents subconsciously fear through materialization. In the qualifying round, Canada's captain also lost."
"Not this guy."
Jinguji Hikaru casually put Romeo's information aside, and then quickly browsed the next candidate.
The guy he saw last night was not as tall as the information said, nor did he have long curly hair.
Keith looked at Jinguji Hikaru and asked puzzledly: "If it is someone else, although the methods are different, it is difficult to judge whether they are psychological."
Not paying attention to Keith's words, Jinguji Hikaru's eyes fell on the photo of a young man wearing a black mask and with an indifferent expression.
"Seda."
With a flash of light in his eyes, he found it.
"Boss, it's time for the game."
Xiu walked into the room, put his hand on the door frame and said, "Want to go to the game?"
"Let's go."
Jinguji Hikaru put down the information and stood up gracefully.
When Jinguji Hikaru walked out of the room, Xiu walked over to Keith who was silently sorting out information, and asked curiously: "Keith, what did the boss ask again?"
"A player in the Spanish team who is good at psychological suggestion or hypnosis."
Keith said calmly: "I'm afraid it has something to do with the boss going out alone last night."
"Hey! Was the boss hypnotized last night? No wonder he bought so many koala pendants! All of them are hung around his waist!"
Toyama Kintaro leaped high, his excited and confident eyes, and the indomitable heroism in his eyes formed a sharp contrast with the dignified and unwilling expression of his opponent below!
"I won this ball!"
"Oh!"
The heroic smash ended the game without the opponent even reacting.
"Game, British team, 6-2."
"At the end of the game, the score is 6-1, 6-2. The British team wins."
Kintaro Toyama won the game neatly. His wonderful performance and bold and eclectic style of play made him enter the audience's field of vision again. At the same time, a hearty game also made Kintaro Toyama happy. Completely getting rid of the discomfort caused by the pickleball team in the exhibition game.
"Phew, it feels so good, it's great!"
Kintaro Toyama, who couldn't help himself, enjoyed the fun of the game for the first time in a long time. He was in high spirits and even waved excitedly to the audience before leaving the field.
The audience also responded enthusiastically to Kintaro Toyama.
"Haha, Xiao Jin is really a big-time player."
Xiu looked at Kintaro Toyama's performance and couldn't help but laugh.
Akutsu glanced at him and said coldly: "He's just a brat with a weak head."
Jinguji Hikaru said to Aimee who was about to take the stage: "Then, I'll leave it to you, Aimee."
Because two sets of doubles lost one game, Aimee also got the opportunity to play.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Aimee nodded and walked onto the court with a confident and calm look.
The game also went smoothly. As expected, the British team defeated Portugal and entered the quarterfinals.
"Boss, the Neon team's game isn't over yet. Do you want to take a look?"
On the way back, Keith suddenly spoke.
"The Neon team performed surprisingly well this year. In the qualifiers, they defeated the tenth-ranked Greek team and the host Australian team, but lost to the Swiss team led by Amadeus."
"Hey, okay."
Before Jinguji Hikaru could answer, Toyama Kintaro said happily, just as he wanted to try his luck to see Shiraishi's game.
"Let's go then."
By the time Hikaru Jinguji led a group of people to the Neon team's game venue, the game was basically over.
Alamenonma, who had lost that weird mental attack method, was no match for the Neon Team in terms of its original strength.
"Oh!"
"Game, Neon Team, 6-1."
"Game over, Neon wins."
"Hey, is it over already?"
Kintaro Toyama regretted having hastily read the ending.
"It's no big deal Kintaro, Alamenonma isn't that strong to begin with."
Jinguji Hikaru said, subconsciously looking at the Alamenonma players who were lining up to leave the field.
These guys are really wearing white robes to compete, which is really weird.
As if they were telepathic, the Alamenongma players looked towards the audience and instantly saw Jinguji Hikari with a calm expression.
Just like the mice seeing the cat, they all trembled. It was obvious that they could sense a fear in them, and they all left the scene in a hurry.
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