Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

"So, why?" Nan Chuanyou stared at the little baby in front of him, he didn't know that the grievance on his face had been fully exposed.

"They will be Ah Gang's guardians." Li Baoen looked at the few men off the field, "And you are not suitable."

"Guardian..." Nanchuan Yu clenched his fists, his expression changed from aggrieved to unhappy, "I can't do it, why, is it because I don't have the strength to protect A Gang or I don't have the belief to protect him?"

Nanchuan Yucai didn't believe those reasons.

He felt that no one was as firm in his convictions.

"You are not suitable." Li Baoen chuckled and repeated again, "I admit that you have a strong desire to protect the stupid gang, but the guardian is not a protector. The stupid gang will be the tenth generation of Vongola in the future. He is the king of the inner world and the pillar of the guardian...but you are not, you are his pillar."

Nan Chuanyou lowered his head and pondered. Obviously what Bao En said was normal, but he felt that the tips of his ears were burning for no reason. Finally, he pretended to be relaxed and said helplessly: "Well, then, well, I reluctantly agree with your statement."

Nan Chuanyou suppressed the joy in his heart, but soon thought of the experience at this moment: "But why are you looking for me now?"

"... Tsk, haven't you heard anything lately?" Li Baoen pouted, and the green gecko tail on the brim of his hat flicked.

"Ah, I recently practiced tennis, leaving early and returning late..." Nanchuan Yu was at a loss, "Did anything happen in Namori Town recently?"

"Someone was attacked, many of them belonged to the Disciplinary Committee." Li Baoen pressed the brim of his hat.

"Hiss..." Nanchuan Yu gasped slightly, thinking of Kyouya Hibari, who was walking in the wind on campus, "Although it looks like he doesn't care about anything, he is actually very protective of students, Senior Hibari is so angry Bar."

"..." Li Baoen was also rarely surprised by the wide divergence of Nanchuan You's thinking.

Fortunately, this kid is not his student, otherwise it would be really difficult to change this kind of thinking.

"But it doesn't matter, my strength has also increased a lot recently." Nan Chuan said with a smile, "But I thought I was out to play with A Gang, so I didn't bring them out."

In fact, what Nanchuan Yu said was only part of the reason. The real reason was that everyone in Honmaru was in full swing... consuming wood to play.

Well, in name only, of course, to build a house.

Because Honmaru is indeed a lot more lively, as Nanchuan Yu is getting more and more diligent in tennis, although everyone in the club is not strong and does not provide much spiritual power, but winning by numbers, Nanchuan Yu has also accumulated a lot.

The wood is the raw material of the charcoal that has been stored in the forging room. Originally, the wood turned into charcoal needs to be processed by the swordsmiths first, but because Nanchuan Yu directly threw away the swordsmiths, the resources in it can be used at will.

After Nanchuan Yu bought the tools for processing wood, he didn't go back to Honmaru, because the whole Honmaru was flying with sawdust, Nanchuan Yu didn't want to take a bath every time he went back to Honmaru.

However, considering the danger he was facing, Nanchuan Yu still pulled his fingers, intending to take the swords with him.

The best way to solve the sword Fusangshen is to kill the judge.

And as a god judge, he has not given enough spiritual power to the sword and you, nor has he guaranteed their future life, so he naturally has to hang on.

Li Baoen looked at Nanchuan You's eyes that were gradually brightening, and knew that this smart child had already made a decision, so he didn't say much, and waved his cute fist, "You understand, then let's continue."

"Hey, wait, I have a competition tomorrow! It's very important to go to Tokyo!" Nan Chuan Yu rolled on his stomach, avoiding Li Baoen's fist with the whistling wind in embarrassment.

"It's okay, we have the best doctors here." Li Baoen glanced at the door calmly.

"Hey, I don't save men." At the door of the dojo, a decadent man in a white coat complained dissatisfiedly, but still walked in slowly with his hands in his pockets.

"Shamar, a black market doctor." Li Baoen briefly introduced, "Don't worry, with him, even if you have a comminuted fracture, you can still play tomorrow."

"Don't say such scary words!" Nan Chuan You bouncingly avoided.

Facts have proved that Nan Chuan Yu was full of imagination even though he had no way to dodge under Li Baoen's release of water, and he was even able to follow a few tricks in a decent manner.

But after a while, Nan Chuanyou realized that something was wrong. His physical strength unexpectedly dropped rapidly for no reason. He had always had a huge advantage in physical strength, but he was actually very tired.

"This, how did you do it?" Nanchuan Yu asked curiously while panting heavily.

"I'm a killer, and I'm most familiar with the meridians of the human body." Li Baoen didn't mean to explain, but just stated the fact calmly.

"Don't lie down and continue." Kicked Nan Chuanyou, he is not a theoretical instructor, he will only let people experience it firsthand, and then use the body's instinct to remember all this.

Nan Chuan Yu could only barely avoid Li Baoen's attack after falling down and getting up again and again.

"It's really too strong." Sweat dripped down his forehead, his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the water, and his breathing was already hard like a heavy box, "I'm so tired."

"It's good that you still have the strength to speak." Li Baoen nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, when you encounter danger, remember to run faster when you can't beat it. This is also your advantage."

"I, I think you are mocking me." Nan Chuan You could no longer see Li Bao En's fist clearly, and could only dodge it by relying on the sharp sound of the fist breaking through the air and his inexplicable intuition.

Nan Chuanyou felt inexplicably that this intuition should be endowed by spiritual power.

"Can I conquer the world by playing tennis?" Before Nanchuan You fell into a coma, the last consciousness left was this sentence.

Obviously already unconscious.

The next morning, Nanchuan Yu woke up at Sawada Tsunayoshi's house. He thought he was sore and unable to participate in the competition, but unexpectedly, he felt surprisingly comfortable.

Glancing at the time, he found that it was still early for the afternoon game. Nanchuan Yu didn't rush to get up, but turned over, intending to stay on the bed for a while.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the loud explosion, Nanchuan Yu jumped up, opened the door and rushed to Sawada Tsunayoshi's room.

The room was bombed and pitch-black, and a strange iron block was hanging above Tsunayoshi Sawada's head. There was a red thread tied to the iron block, circling around the room.

Li Baoen held a book in his hand, "Which one of ABCD should I choose for this question?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi pulled an A tremblingly, and then...

"Boom!"

It was the first time for Nanchuan You to see the teaching of this tutor, but he did not expect it to be so devilish and terrifying. It was really...

"Thank you for your hard work."

Nanchuan Yu shrank his legs and disappeared from the door of Sawada Tsunayoshi without a sound.

"This is Ah Gang's daily life, it's amazing." Thinking of this, Nan Chuanyou threw himself on the bed, took out the noise-canceling earplugs, and decided to rest for a while.

-

It was a rare weekend, but unfortunately I was hammered yesterday, and I have to go to school today.

Rarely did she feel like a social animal who didn't want to work overtime, Nan Chuanyou walked towards Bingsheng Middle School with tired steps, and bumped into a group of cheerful students, both male and female, from the Tennis Club of Bingsheng Middle School.

"Student Nanchuan is here."

"The manager counts the number of people."

"As long as the right one is selected, let the others run to the field if they are late."

There was a fuss of chirping and chattering, Nan Chuanyou rubbed his temples.

Obviously, only seven people are needed for the game, so why did the entire tennis club come depending on the situation.

"Don't be so unhappy, everyone is here to be a cheerleader." Nan Chuanyou was rubbed by the minister, and pushed into the crowd with his shoulders on his shoulders.

While chatting, everyone waited for the chartered bus. I heard that the coach applied for this bus with the school, which is an annual practice.

"Well, who made us rich." Some students mentioned that other schools had to take the bus to the stadium, and Yan Zongya raised his chin and said triumphantly.

"Cut..." The members of the tennis club love to argue with the unreliable minister, "I heard that the ice emperor can take a helicopter, why don't you go and get one."

"roll roll roll!"

While listening to everyone's noise, Nan Chuanyou noticed that a familiar figure with a strong aura was slowly approaching from a distance.

"Hey, it's Senior Yunque!" Nan Chuan Yu looked at it carefully, then waved his hand.

Then, as Nan Chuanyou expected, the noisy voice suddenly quieted down, and a needle could be heard.

"Senior Hibari is here to inspect the campus today?" Although many people are afraid of Hibari Kyoya, and Nanchuan Yu is also afraid of the irresistible kidnapper, but Nanchuan Yu somehow feels that he has grasped the weakness of this senior.

"Yeah." Hibari Kyouya nodded, unexpectedly answering every question.When those long and narrow phoenix eyes looked at a group of students gathered at the door, they frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, and the breath around him became cold.

"What are you guys gathering here... What are you going to do?" Kyouya Hibari came near the school at this time because he heard that some of the students who were there were attacked, including some members of the Disciplinary Committee. of.

Glanced by Hibari Kyouya's eyes, all the tennis club members shrank their necks and trembled.

"Ah, here comes the car." Nan Chuanyou was unaffected, seeing the slowly approaching car, he clenched his fist with one hand and slammed it on the palm of the other, "We are all from the tennis club of Bingsheng Middle School, we are going to compete gone."

"Competition?" Hibari Kyouya looked at the school bus driving out of the school, and noticed that there was a short and fat teacher on it.

"That's right, it's an inter-school tennis league. Don't worry, we will win glory for Bingsheng Middle School!" Nan Chuanyou's eyes sparkled like stars in the dark night.

"Well... let's go for the game."