Chapter 172 The future of the country depends on you young people

Diguang Middle School.

Tsushima Shuji was invited to the principal’s office by the Mediterranean class teacher during the lunch break.

The middle-aged principal’s hair is lush and combed into a middle part.

Sitting in a chair with a pleasant appearance.

On the other side, there was a cold-looking man with his hands around his chest and said nothing.

“Tsujima-san, I invited you to come here this time to ask if you are interested in going abroad?” The school leader of the middle school first poured a cup of tea for Shuji Tsushima, and then asked in a kind tone.

“…Going abroad?” The boy raised his head in confusion.

I just got back not long ago…

“That’s right, the World Archery Competition will be held in the United States… This coach Uchida thinks you are strong enough to participate… So…” The principal looked at the cold man beside him and said.

“…Sorry, I’m not going to participate…” Tsushima Shuji refused with a cold expression.

“This… Tsushima-san, why don’t you think about…?” The principal’s tone was euphemistic.

His eyes kept glancing at the silent man beside him.

“No need to think about it, I didn’t participate in the archery competition for the championship…” The boy shook his head, his tone was flat.

“If it wasn’t for the Minister’s commission…” He stopped talking.

The rest is for them to experience.

Tsushima Shuji: After all, I’m not a pushy person~

“But this time… a world-class competition…” The principal clasped his hands together, his tone uneasy.

“Can’t you do it?” said the man who had been silent.

“…?” Tsushima Shuji looked at him.

“Are you afraid of losing to players from all over the world?”

Tsushima Shuji: Oh, let’s move forward.

But…it doesn’t work for me~

“The future of Neon lies with you boys. This is a commission from the state. Tsushima classmate, no, it should be said to be President Tsushima.” The man said solemnly.

“This…” The boy looked hesitant.

Who can’t think of putting the future of neon on me…

On a member of a criminal organization…

The eyesight is really good.

“This is about the country’s face, President Tsushima, the Tsushima family has always been a big family of Neon…” The man continued to persuade.

“I see.”

“I will participate.” The boy sighed softly.

Tsushima Shuji: I am afraid that after I go, some people will be afraid/sigh.

“Then I’m looking forward to the day when President Tsushima wins the world championship.” The man nodded.

“Me too.” The principal answered quickly.

“…There must be a lot of people stronger than me, you are joking.”

“Since that’s the case, I’ll say goodbye first.”

Tsushima Shuji stood up, turned his head and left.

…

“I heard that the World Archery Competition in the United States is going to be held. Will Tsushima-kun go to participate?” As soon as he returned to the classroom, someone stepped forward to ask.

“Tsujima-kun is so powerful, the official will definitely invite him…” The others said as a matter of course.

“After Nazushima-kun…”

“Will be a world champion?!”

“Sounds great…”

“What’s with the tone of your question?! Isn’t it easy for Tsushima-kun to win the world championship?”

Tsushima Shuji: …Thank you for trusting me so much.

Suddenly I don’t want to play anymore.

“There must be many who are stronger than me. Everyone thinks me too much…” The boy’s tone was flat and modest.

“Tsujima-kun is already very powerful!” Someone retorted.

The others nodded in agreement.

Tsushima Shuji:  …

Did Amano-kun make you more idle?

Tsushima Shuji: It’s so frustrating…

Such a life is meaningless.

Tsushima Shuji was a person who stepped into the school gate on time while going to school, and stepped out of the classroom on time after school.

Not because he’s a punctual OCD.

just plain…

I just don’t want to go to school.

In the past, he could wait until after school to leave, but today…

Tsushima Shuji decides to skip school.

Tsushima Shuji tries to climb over the wall.

“Hey.” Tsushima Shuji landed briskly.

truancy success

“Next…” Where to go?

…

“You really don’t want to tell me?”

“Then there is no way.” The figure slowly put on his gloves.

“Ah—” The next second, the man let out a short, hurried scream.

“Shh, keep your voice low, so you can’t be heard.” The figure reached out and covered the other’s mouth, signaling the other to be quiet.

The man stared at each other with wide eyes and horror.

The severe pain from his body made his expression contorted, but he couldn’t let out a pained cry.

“It’s a pity… If you had said it earlier, maybe you would have died a little easier.” The tall figure wearing a black coat and a wide hat took off his blood-stained white gloves and put them in a vacuum bag. He took out a new pair of white gloves and put them on.

In front of him was a man like a puddle of mud.

He was still alive, but he looked mad and lost the ability to speak.

“But it’s okay to free you now.” The figure stretched out his hand and took out the target item from the man’s suit pocket.

Then he stretched out his hand and gently twisted the opponent’s neck.

“The task is completed, it’s done.” Ren Ying breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the house, and after coming to the street, pressed the detonation button.

“Almost forgot the last step.”

“It’s made up now.”

There was a sound of an explosion from a house not far away.

Then came the siren.

[Lend Shirley to me to play with. —TiaMary]

The phone vibrates.

The figure took out his phone and pressed it.

[Send someone to you in the morning, and at noon Shirley starved to death because she didn’t eat. —pernod]

[How come, this time people will change the reason ~ For example, forgot to feed her at night, she starved to death? —TiaMary]

[That guy hasn’t said that he wants Shirley to die. —pernod]

[But that one doesn’t care about Shirley’s life or death, does it? —TiaMary

[But he gave us no orders. —pernod]

[Really…I kind of like Shirley’s code name. —TiaMary]

[You can’t change the code name even if you kill Shirley. —pernod]

[It doesn’t matter, as long as no one uses that code name, when the code name task was done, it should have started on Shirley. —TiaMary]

[You didn’t know the code members of the organization at that time. —pernod]

[What a pity, can we really discuss it? —TiaMary]

[Are you going to ask that one? If he agrees, I’ll send Shirley to you right away. —pernod]

[He definitely doesn’t agree, forget it, I’ll look for the woman in Belmod.~www.readmtl.com~Tia Marie)]

The figure shook his head, not surprised by Tia’s choice.

I liked the title of Tia Marie at first, so when I was doing the code-name task, I found out the evidence that the other party was undercover, and killed the other party to get the code name.

After that, I set my sights on the code names of Shirley and Belmod…

Belmode and Tia Marie…

I don’t know who is more dangerous.

Belmod is still very famous in the organization, but Tia Marie she…

is a lunatic.

The figure shook his head and continued to walk through the crowd unhurriedly.

He suddenly paused for a moment, glanced at the back inadvertently, and then continued to move forward with an indifferent gesture.