"Zheng, since it's a competition, it's better to have some lottery heads, you say?" suggested George Smith. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, however, it's better not to mention too many lotteries!" Zheng Zhefan said coldly.

George Smith shrunk his neck, he really had a ghost idea just now, he wanted to propose that the winning lady could enjoy the other party's girlfriend for one night.

Such bets they are played regularly without any problems.

"My car is $100,000, and if I lose, I'll give it to you! If you lose, you give me $100,000 in cash!" said George Smith.

"Your car, 50,000 US dollars is not worth it!" Zheng Zhefan said coldly.

"Fifty thousand dollars," said George Smith, "if you lose, give me fifty thousand dollars!"

That's a lot of money.

George Smith made a name for himself at Rock Park, but he didn't make much money.

He needs money now.

"That's it. Zheng Zhefan nodded.

So, someone immediately volunteered to act as a referee.

Zheng Zhefan and George Smith were on the field.

The first item is more than 3 points. The rules of the game: In one minute, ten quick three-pointers are shot, and the most layups are the winner.

Three-point shooting, and then limiting the time, that makes it even more difficult.

"Come first!" said Zheng Zhefan to George Smith.

"Good!" said George Smith.

Ten basketballs have been prepared, and the shooting point is directly in front of the basket, which is also the most conventional shooting position.

"Wow!"

The people around cheered loudly!

"Lightning George, you're the strongest!

"that Chinese! I believe you, you can!"

"George, you're the new king of Rock Park, don't disgrace yourself!"

People shouted loudly to cheer George Smith on, and it was clear that he was super popular on the course.

Isabella and Anna stood on the sidelines.

Isabella was a little worried about Jung Zhefan.

She has never seen Zheng Zhefan play basketball, and a guy like George has been playing since he was born, how can he compare with such a person?

George Smith is also crazy.

Seeing that the atmosphere outside the stadium was warm, he was also more energetic, making movements with both hands to quiet the surrounding audience.

He picked up a basketball.

The timer begins!

George Smith took aim at the basket and threw the ball out with a whoosh.

He looked at the parabola where the ball flew out, and it was perfect, and he had a hunch that the ball was going to go in.

Sure enough, the ball went into the net beautifully.

"Wow!" rang out with applause.

George just threw ten balls so fast, and he threw nine!

The only ball that didn't hit was also after it went to the basket, shook the box, and came out again.

"Fake! George, raised by a son of a bitch, is nine out of ten!"

"It's so accurate, such a three-point shooting percentage is also a record in such a short period of time. ”

"It's worthy of the lightning George who can score 69 points in a game, and the three points are really accurate. ”

The crowd cheered loudly and praised George Smith. George Smith was also triumphant, he looked at Zheng Zhefan and said, "Chinese boy, it's your turn!

Zheng Zhefan glanced at George Smith and smiled: "I will be all ten." ”

"Bragging! If you're all in the middle of it, I'll lick your ass!" George Smith said to Zheng Zhefan, shaking his head disdainfully.

"No, if I get all hit, I want you to lick that kid's ass!" Zheng Zhefan said to George Smith, pointing to the huge fat gorilla that weighed almost 300 pounds.

"Why my ass?" said the gorilla, helplessly.

"Because your ass is big enough that he can lick it a little longer. Zheng Zhefan said.

"Coax!"

There was laughter all around.

"Chinese boy, don't play tricks, hurry up and get ready to start, the referees are already impatient. George Smith said.

Zheng Zhefan smiled and walked to the penalty spot.

He asked for the same penalty spot as George Smith's.

"Boy, are you ready?" a bearded black man who served as a referee shouted at Zheng Zhefan.

"Ready! Let's go!" Zheng Zhefan picked up a ball and smiled at the bearded man. The bearded man pressed the stopwatch and made a gesture.

Zheng Zhefan threw the ball lightly with one hand to the basket and threw the ball out.

This action is very unprofessional, just like a child who has just started to shoot basketball.

"Coax!"

There was a mocking laugh from those around him.

"Poof!"

Amid the laughter, the ball went into the basket.

Hit!

"Wow!"

"Holy, this can be a shot, too?"

"Meng, it must be a blind cat who has met a dead mouse!"

People let out a burst of exclamations, and no one could have imagined that such a playful throw would actually hit, which is so special and incredible.

Zheng Zhefan smiled slightly, and on the second ball, he made a discus throwing action, and threw the ball out with one hand.

"Poof!"

Once again, the ball goes into the basket.

"Holy, this kind of shooting is too child's play, isn't it?"

"He's really playing, playing the same three-point shots, but he just hits all the shots. ”

"Don't you see? His movements are actually very free, and his eyes are full of confidence! Perhaps, he did it on purpose!"

In the midst of people's discussions, Zheng Zhefan used a variety of different actions to quickly shoot ten three-pointers, and none of them missed, all of them hit.

Ten out of ten!

That's one more than George Smith's nine out of ten, so this time it's Jeong Jeong who wins.

"Fake, what the hell!" George Smith slammed his arm, mad.

He obviously felt that Zheng Zhefan didn't seem to have experienced professional basketball training, but that's it, Zheng Zhefan actually hit all three points.

It made him depressed.

"In the first three-point contest, the winner is Zheng Zhefan!" the bearded referee ran to the center of the court, grabbed Zheng Zhefan's hand and announced.

"Chinese, cow fork!"

"Holy! ”

"Lightning George has met his opponent now. ”

Don't forget, you said before, if the Chinese hit ten balls, you will lick the gorilla's ass!"

People were noisy and noisy.

Zheng Zhefan said to the reluctant George Smith: "George, you are that person, I think you will definitely keep your promise! Look, look, the gorilla has taken off his pants, you should hurry up and kiss it! Even if it is a kiss, you will keep your promise!"

"Damn! let me kiss his ass, you might as well kill me!" George Smith shook his head desperately.