Retreating, leaning back to shoot, this is Wei Chao's posture of using his physical advantage to eat Zhen Fan, it is obvious that he uses his brain to play, not the kind of player who is brutal, and there are not many smart players now.

"Smack!" With a bang, the ball just shot, in the rising stage, decisively blocked and the ball was directly fished out by Zhen Fan, the person had already fallen behind Wei Chao, came to an emergency stop and dribbled under the crotch, and firmly controlled the ball in his hand. According to the previous six-a-side basketball rules of Zhen Fan and Wei Chao, dribble out of the three-second zone.

"I'm cǎo, I'm still so BT!" Wei Chao ate Zhen Fan's hot pot again, don't mention the depression in his heart, he used to eat hot pot because he was still mixed in the CBA, but now he is mixed in the NBA, why do you still eat hot pot? It's not that the brothers don't work hard, it's that this guy is too perverted.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm coming!" Zhen Fan hooked his finger towards Wei Chao outside the three-point line.

Wei Chao didn't answer a word, he rushed towards Zhen Fan, close to his body, and retreated, which could not only block Zhen Fan's way, but also flexibly rotate his body, so as not to let Zhen Fan throw himself off. Very clever way of playing.

Zhen Fan didn't entangle with him, but took a step back, and when Wei Chao was about to stick it up, a disguised dribble almost shook him, and when he didn't have time to stand firm, Zhen Fan had already passed him, stepped on the free throw line, jumped, and came to a big slam dunk.

O trapeze! Wei Chao also turned around at this time, but there was nothing he could do. I could only watch Zhen Fan pour the ball in, and I couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in my heart.

Although you can dunk at the free-throw line, you still have it in the league. But the only one who can do so chic, except for Jordan, is this BT guy.

"Convincing or not?" Zhen Fan smiled at Wei Chao. "Don't say I'm going to blow you up."

Wei Chao raised his head, and breathed out of his nostrils: "If you don't accept it, come again!" ”

So the two of them competed again and agreed on ten goals, but Wei Chao only scored one, which was still the comfort ball that Zhen Fan said in his mouth. It was too devastating.

"Don't be sad, losing to me is not losing to others." Zhen Fan patted him on the shoulder and comforted. "It's nothing that Cobier Bryant loses to me, work hard, I'm optimistic about you. Ha ha! ”

"Don't bring such a blow!" Wei Chao hung his head.

Zhen Fan looked at him and smiled: "Do you want to have such fast speed and bounce like me, as well as sensitive consciousness and super flexibility?" ”

"I think I'm Superman, but ...... I'll admit, you're really not bad in these areas! "It's not bad to say it's out of the mouth. In my heart, I had already said two words to Zhen Fan again, "BT".

"That's good. When you have time, you go to me, I tell you how to do what I do, hehe, I haven't used my real strength level yet! Zhen Fan looked at Wei Chao very seriously, "You don't think I'm joking, right?" ”

In fact, Wei Chao thought so in his heart just now, and when Zhen Fan said this, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly defended: "How can it?" I want to have you this su zhì. I can go sideways across the league. ”

"Alright, I'll go find your team's team doctor first. That guy named Henry! Zhen Fan threw the ball down as he spoke, found his coat, put it on, and was about to walk, when he heard someone applauding gently.

Zhen Fan had long been aware that someone was watching, but he didn't make a sound, so there was nothing strange. The arrivals were team manager Amy Cook, coach Mike D'Antoni and team doctor Dr Henry. The applause was given by coach Mike D'Antoni, who walked towards Zhen Fan alone.

"I've been observing for a long time!" Mike D'Antoni spoke first, "Very good, if...... If you enter this year's draft, I promise to sign you! ”

"Actually, my opinion is the same as Mike's!" The team's manager, Amy Cook, added.

"Mr. D'Antoni, Mr. Cook, Dr. Henry!" Wei Chao, who was standing next to Zhen Fan, hurriedly greeted the three people, and it was obvious that in front of the manager and coach, Wei Chao had to keep a low profile.

"You're not bad, Wei, you're a smart player, if what Zhen said is right, you can find time to go to him, maybe it will bring us a bigger surprise!" Mike D'Antoni said to Wei Chao.

Wei was overjoyed. This sentence can be compared with "Pickling Girls by Order".

"Draft?" Zhen Fan knows that the NBA has a draft every June, which is held at the home court of the New York Nets or Madison Square Garden, but what does this have to do with him? Is it because of this competition show between me and Wei Chao just now? Zhen Fan was a little speechless and shook his head.

"I'm really sorry, if I had the idea of getting into the NBA, I would definitely call you. But...... What are we here for today? Zhen Fan decided to bring the topic to the point.

"It's a pity!" Coach Mike D'Antoni shrugged his shoulders, just now saw Zhen Fan's watch,

"Alright, folks, we should go see Pete, the good news he's been waiting for is coming!" Amy Cook, the manager, said loudly, "Henry, let's go together, Mike, are you going too?" ”

"No, I'm going to watch these bastards train, and there's a game tomorrow!" Mike D'Antoni refused, but he still looked at Zhen Fan and asked with some reluctance, "Zhen, don't you think about it?" I'm sure Amy will give you a very good contract. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. D'Antoni, you are a good coach!" Zhen Fan waved his hand with his back to him, and left with Amy Cook and Dr. Henry, who were heading to the team's medical center, where Pete Howard was still anxiously waiting for Zhen Fan's arrival.

"Pete—" Pushing open the door to the room, Henry went in first, greeting a big black man lying on the hospital bed, "How does it feel?" Today! ”

"How does it feel? Henry, is that all there is to you? They're going to play tomorrow, and I'm sitting here watching the live stream, and what do you think I can do? Damn, I'm crazy, doctor, where's the doctor who treated Wei? You promised me! ”

As soon as he heard Henry's voice, the guy lying on the bed became indignant. The mouth was full of complaints and swearing, and the trash talk like it was on the pitch ran out of the mouth.

"That's it, he's coming. Peter! Henry turned sideways, and Amy, the manager next to him, stepped forward and smiled at Howard, "He is, he is the doctor who cured Wei, Fan Zhen!" ”

"You're Howard?" Zhen Fan stepped forward and looked at him carefully. He laughed, "I think the pictorial I bought is much better than the real person." ”

"Really? I think so, too, the way I am. It's like a wrapped sausage, as long as you have a good appetite, you can take a bite of it at any time! Damn it, it doesn't feel good. ”

Howard said with self-deprecation. Then looked at Zhen Fan and said seriously.

"Hey. Man, I know you've healed Wei, are you here to save me? I'm looking forward to it! ”

Zhen Fan looked at him and nodded: "Yes, man, I'll save you, come on, let me see your knees." Zhen Fan walked towards his hospital bed as he spoke, and Pete's knee was in a cast. I can't see the scars anymore.

"What do you think of that?" Howard shrugged his shoulders at Zhen Fan.

Dr. Henry hurriedly came over, took an X-ray and said to Zhen Fan, "This is the X-ray of the day." Hope it helps. With that, he handed over the X-ray.

"Thank you!" Zhen Fan took it and looked at it, shaking his head, "My knees are all broken, how long is your expected recovery period?" Dr. Henry? Zhen Fan said to Henry.

"Ten months...... Maybe longer! Henry said with some unconfidence, it was obvious that Howard's injury was not optimistic, and even if he recovered, it was likely to recur, and it would not be able to reach his original level at all.

"It's great, you didn't say that before, you said it would only take a month for me to go to the ground, it's great, and now I finally know the truth, it's terrible!" Howard raised his hands and said to Henry with some dissatisfaction, "No wonder as the saying goes, the truth is terrible, I believe it!" ”

"Pete, that's what I asked him to say to you, if you care about that, then ...... I'm sorry, Pete, it's my fault! At this time, Amy, who was on the side, said to Howard, "I know this comfort technique is clumsy, but ...... It's better than nothing! ”

"I don't care about that, Zhen, what do you think I'll do? Ten months? Maybe longer? Howard stopped talking to them and turned his head to look at Zhen Fan.

"I have to look at your physique before I can make a specific judgment!" Zhen Fan said, turned to Henry and said, "Can I break this plaster?" ”

"Absolutely!" Henry had seen him crush Wei Chao's plaster, so he nodded and did not object.

"Okay, that's fine!" Zhen Fan turned his head to Howard and smiled, "It may be a little painful, you have to endure it, if I count to three, I will break the plaster on your leg, are you ready?" ”

"Of course, I'm ready!" Howard grinned, "Come on, man! ”

"Three!"

Zhen Fan counted directly to three, pinched the plaster with one hand, and as soon as he pressed hard, the plaster broke, and then there was Pete's cry like killing a pig, he couldn't help it.

"Dude, you lied!"

This guy is still thinking about this.

Zhen Fan reached out to hold his knee, put the entire palm on his knee, and slowly penetrated it with internal breath, which greatly relieved Howard's pain, and also used internal breath to investigate the injury of his knee and his physical condition.

"It feels very comfortable, Zhen, you really have a hand!" The warmth inside his knees made Howard feel good, and the pain gradually disappeared, replaced by a warm air current.

"Okay, I can tell you the result, I promise, let you resume sexual training after ten days, that is, you will recover after ten days!" Zhen Fan let go of his hand, then looked at Howard and nodded, "What about this guarantee?" ”

"Ten days? Man, are you sure you're not kidding? Howard looked shocked and looked at Zhen Fan incredulously, "Don't think that I can deceive me because I'm a big black man, I'm not stupid!" ”

Not only Howard, but even Amy Cook couldn't believe it, after all, he didn't see how Wei Chao recovered, and that process can only be described as magical. So, Henry believed.

"Let's make a bet, 500,000 dollars a day, and after 10 days, if it exceeds one day, I will deduct 500,000 dollars, and after 5 million dollars, I will pay you 500,000 dollars a day until I go bankrupt, how about it?"

500,000 US dollars a day, 10 days is 5 million US dollars, according to this calculation, if it is not cured in a month, Zhen Fan will have to pay Howard 10 million US dollars, if it is longer...... God, what's that number? This guy is going to go bankrupt.

It's not just Howard who thinks so, but Amy Cook thinks so too, but Henry doesn't.

"Deal!" Howard stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhen Fan, and the fists of the two touched again, "Remember your words, Zhen, don't think I'm a big black ......"

"Of course, I know that big black guys are not easy to bully!" (To be continued......)