Suddenly!

The thrown tennis ball was spinning through the air with the waving racket in the bright sunshine, almost wiping through the ears of a primary school student, and the wind ruthlessly blew his hair.

Conan looked at the energetic black-skinned boy on the opposite side as if he was dumbfounded. The opponent stood on tiptoe gently, his handsome little steps and his sharp serve just now attracted a cheer from the girls watching on the tennis court.

"Why?" Conan tilted his head in a pleasant laugh, confused, "How could this guy appear here?"

"So amazing, Mr. Amuro." Ran Mori applauded with a smile.

"..." Conan felt even more depressed.

"Chen Xing, how do you think he was fighting?" Yuanzi hit Chen Xing's arm on the rest chair.

"It's quite amazing." Chen Xing looked at the guy who held his youth's big forehead and curled his lips secretly.

He didn't expect Tomo Amuro was there, and this kid didn't even ask for leave from him.

"Do you want to compete with him?" Yuanzi was very excited.

Chen Xing shook his head.

"Are you afraid of losing?" Yuanzi raised her eyebrows.

"I'm afraid of beating him to cry." Chen Xing snorted.

"Silly." Yuanzi gave him a blank look.

Over there, Toru Amuro didn't see Conan in a daze. In the face of everyone's appreciation, he said humbly: "No, I only started playing tennis since junior high school, but in fact I am just that."

"I heard that he had won the Youth Conference before, and I was shocked when I knew it." Kogoro Mouri said.

Amuro scratched his head and smiled, "But since then, my shoulders started to hurt, so I have a limit on the number of servings and can't play too much."

Conan: There is still a restriction, and those who don’t know think it is a trick!

"That garden's special training?" asked Ran Maori.

"If it's just a teaching, there's no problem at all." Amuro said freely and easily.

"But is it really okay?" Ran Maori worried, "I heard that your physical condition is not very good recently."

Amuro looked at Chen Xing, who was still sitting in the rest area on the sidelines. "I just caught a cold accidentally. I'm much better now and I'm back to work in a coffee shop."

"What?" Conan was shocked. How dare this guy come back?

At this time, Tori Amuro kicked the racket and said, "Come on, boss?"

"Okay!" Before Chen Xing could speak, Yuanzi agreed for him first, got up and pulled him away, "Hurry up, come here to exercise, don't always sit."

When Amuro heard this, he nodded seriously, "It is easy to get hemorrhoids when sitting."

"I won't." Chen Xing said.

Amuro subconsciously glanced at his butt.

"...What are you thinking about random things?" Even though Chen Xing's temper was helpless by him.

Yuanzi and Ran Mori looked at each other and covered their mouths and kept their smiles.

Toronto Amuro said: "If it's tennis, I can teach you."

Chen Xing's eyebrows moved, "You teach me?"

"Yeah!" Amuro smiled and shined in the sun, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Okay." Chen Xing smiled, very gentle.

Seeing this, Yuanzi couldn't help but caress her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Mori Ran looked at Chen Xing, who had already walked into the stadium and said curiously.

"He wants to do something bad." Yuanzi said firmly.

Conan, who was a little nervous because of the sudden appearance of Amuro Tomori, was not so anxious when he heard this. Instead, he looked at it with interest to see how Chen Xing was doing it.

It would be better to let that brat be in a dirt state. He thought secretly.

On the field.

"Boss, come serve." Amuro Toru rubbed his shoulders to prove his words just now.

--As a master, I have a limit on the number of servings.

Chen Xing didn't say anything, threw the ball with his left hand and waved the slap with his right hand.

It seemed to be casually moving, but the moment the racket and tennis ball came into contact with it, the sharp sound of breaking through the air was as sharp as a roar.

Whoosh!

Amuro blinked his eyes. His racket had just waved in the air. His hair was rubbed in the wind and his face was shattered.

There was a silence in the field, only the sound of the tennis balls gradually rolling after they hit the ground.

"So fast." Ran Maori stumbled.

Conan nodded blankly.

"Is this guy Chen Xing so powerful?" Maori Kogoro said dryly.

Only Yuanzi was proud, she wanted to jump up and cheer, just like when she was a child, she saw him playing tennis. But now she has to be reserved, so she put her hips on and smiled happily.

"It's just normal, I've taught it."

"Really?" Seeing her arrogant, Ran Maori obviously disbelief.

What I also find incredible is Tomo Amuro.

I didn't catch the serve just now? He held the racket and smiled immediately, "Come again!"

Chen Xing didn't say anything, so he jumped to throw the ball.

Bang!

The spin ball shot out, and the opposite Amuro narrowed his eyes and at some point he took a slight step forward, holding his hands and swung it out suddenly.

Even though I had thought about the power of serving before, I used both hands to catch the ball, but after realizing it, I realized that I was still underestimating it.

And just as he fought back, he found that the person on the other side was rushing towards the net.

"This is..." His expression moved.

Of course, the one who is most familiar with Chen Xing playing basketball is the garden on the sidelines. When she saw Chen Xing joining the Internet, she knew what he was going to do.

"Pick the ball!"

"What draw?" Ran Maori wondered.

But the next second she saw that the tennis ball that Amuro was hitting back was intercepted by Chen Xing as soon as she crossed the net and shot straight back at a speed far beyond the previous one.

The most important thing is that the ball is like a bullet, aiming at Amuro's face.

"You!" Amuro's pupils shrank and he suddenly turned his head.

The tennis ball almost rubbed past his ears, and he could even feel the heat at the tip of his ears, as if he was rubbed by something.

"Hey!" Amuto couldn't help but shout. It was too extreme just now. If you were a little later, your nose and face would be light.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xing was slamming the ball on his racket, showing a look of confusion.

What can Toru Amuro say? He invited the opponent to play tennis, and there is no requirement that you should not draw the ball in the face...

But he must have been a little angry. He could vaguely guess the reason why the other party did this, probably because he knew his identity.

Thinking of this, Amuro couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Maybe after today, he would have to make other plans.

"Chen Xing, what are you doing?" Yuanzi ran to Chen Xing and whispered: "Why are you treating Mr. Amuro like this?"

"Can't you fight like this?" Chen Xing smiled innocently.

The garden choked, that's right, but what happened to the inexplicable smell of gunpowder?

"The boss is very awesome." Toru Amuro walked forward and smiled: "I said modestly before, no, I was deceived by you."

"He probably means 'I won't lose'." Yuanzi said awkwardly.

"..." Amuro Tomo.

Why am I more embarrassed?

Ran Mori and Conan also came over. Although she couldn't understand tennis very well, she could also feel that something seemed to have happened between Chen Xing and Tomo Amuro.

As for Conan, his depression was even more dispelled. Instead, he watched the show happily, and even hoped that Chen Xing could teach this guy a lesson.
Chapter completed!