"Brother-in-law, you can still play badminton?"

"No, brother-in-law, don't you just know how to fight?"

"It's incredible. I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be able to play badminton in such a literary event."

Chen Rong, Yang Qian and Wang Qian all covered their mouths and exclaimed, their faces full of incredible feelings.

Even Xia Qianhan was stunned, right? Could it be that Coach Wu hired a foreign aid and was his brother-in-law?

Tang Long touched his nose and said, "Your brother-in-law, I can do anything!"

Bo.

Chen Rong ticked Tang Long's face, clenched her fists and said, "Come on, brother-in-law."

"Damn Chen Rong, my brother-in-law is mine!" Yang Qian hugged Tang Long and kissed her jealously.

When it was Wang Qian's turn, Wang Qianyu's face turned red and she also tiptoed to kiss Tang Long's face.

"Oh my god, it's such a beast. Can you bear it?"

"Damn, how can I feel when I wait for a single dog?"

The male compatriots were completely depressed and cursed in their hearts that three more cabbages were robbed by the pig.

As he walked towards the badminton court, He Xiang walked towards him, his face covered with red marks and his lips were swollen like sausages.

"I'll take a break, buddy, who are you? Why are you beaten like this?" Tang Long jumped back in fear and said, patting his chest.

He Xiang said angrily: "Tang Long, stop talking sarcastic words, you will be the same as me later."

Tang Long said disdainfully: "What a joke, I, Tang Long, have killed the little prince."

"You can kill your sister and you're so good at bragging!" He Xiang glared at Tang Long fiercely, and then sat in the audience with the help of his followers.

"Mr. He, is this boy Tang Long so arrogant?" said to his former brother.

He Xiang rubbed his face and said, "Hmph, look at it. This kid is also 21:0, probably worse than me."

"Why do you say that?" the follower said curiously.

He Xiang said coldly: "Didn't you see Miyamoto Kuraki changing to a left-hand racket?"

Left-handed racket?!

Xia Qianhan's face changed and she secretly prayed for Tang Long in her heart.

But Tang Long didn't care at all. He held a cigarette in his left hand, carried a racket in his right hand, shook his legs, and looked at Miyamoto Kuraki with disdain, which made Miyamoto Kuraki feel full of humiliation.

"Do you want to warm up?" Miyamoto Kuraki said gritting his teeth.

Tang Long shrugged and smiled: "You still need to warm up to deal with you? Just kick off the ball!"

"Hmph, boy, you will lose a lot!"

Miyamoto Kuraki snorted and said resentfully: "Today I will let you see the power of the Golden Left Hand and be prepared to go to the hospital."

Tang Long said impatiently: "Hurry up, I don't have time to listen to you nonsense, I still have something to do later."

Too rampant!

What does it mean to have something to do later?

Judging from what Tang Long meant, did he take the time to come?

Haga, I really look down on me, Miyamoto Kuraki!

Bang.

Miyamoto Kuraki served the ball, and the badminton flew across the net in a spiral.

Tang Long picked up the badminton and flew up, more than five meters high.

"Tsk tsk, boy, let you see the great destruction!"

Bang, a dull sound came out, Miyamoto Kuraki waved his racket hard and dunked the badminton.

Whoosh!

The badminton was extremely fast and flew straight towards Tang Long's face.

"No, I'm afraid my brother-in-law will not be able to take it?"

"Oh, what is my brother-in-law doing? Don't he know that Miyamoto Kuraki has the title of destruction of the little prince?"

"It's over. I guess my brother-in-law lost 21 goals in a row."

Yang Qian, Chen Rong and Wang Qian all began to worry and stared at Tang Long.

Miyamoto Kuraki laughed sinisterly, "Boy, just wait for the slap in the face!"

But!

Bang.

Tang Long pulled the badminton back with a backhand, and hit Miyamoto Kuraki's face.

"oops."

Miyamoto Kuraki let out a bitter cry and subconsciously rubbed his face.

"What? I'm not dazzled?"

"Miyamoto Kuraki was slapped in the face?"

"Damn, who is Xia Qianhan's brother-in-law? Why is it so powerful?"

The whole audience was in an uproar and looked at Tang Long incredibly on the stadium.

Tang Long, on the other hand, said, "So weak."

"Come again!"

Miyamoto Kuraki said coldly with a look of reluctance.

Bang.

Tang Long serves and badminton can easily cross the net.

One by one, one by one!

Badminton flew toward Miyamoto Kuraki's head again.

"The opportunity is here!"

"smash!"

Miyamoto Kuraki jumped up again, waved the racket with his left hand and dunked the badminton down.

Tang Long smoked a cigarette in his left hand, and the smoke blurred his eyes. He gently urged the racket and the badminton flew at high speed.

"smash!"

Miyamoto Kuraki killed again.

Bang!

It was still so easy, and the badminton flew up again!

"smash!"

Miyamoto Kuraki shouted.

Bang!

It was still so relaxed that the badminton flew towards Miyamoto Kuraki's head again.

"smash!"

"smash!"

"smash!"

Ten consecutive smashes were knocked out by Tang Long easily, and in the end he was so tired that Miyamoto Kuraki lay on the ground like a dog.

Bang!

Tang Longmeng had to draw his backhand, and the badminton scored in a tricky way of landing, which made Miyamoto Kuraki stunned.

"good!"

"Such handsome, male god, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Male God, I love you, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

Some idiots stood up together and shouted at Tang Long on the stadium.

Tang Long took a sip of cigarette and said with a boring look: "Can you even rubbish like you be on the cover of a magazine?"

"You...you, hum, you're not proud, but have you won two goals?" Miyamoto Kuraki took a sip of water and returned to the court panting.

Tang Long fought and said, "Fight quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

Bastard, he was humiliated by this kid again.
To be continued...