Seattle, a waterfront lighted street court.

The salty sea breeze blows, and the sound of the waves is endless.

A bright and flawless moon hung in the air, and the moonlight sprinkled on the earth.

Basketball enthusiasts of all colors compete in groups in each half of the court under the bright lights.

Everyone enjoyed this quiet and beautiful night while immersing themselves in the heartiness brought by sweating.

Blanton Roy showed up here with CJ Wilcox, Deng Hongfei, and Andrew Andres.

"It's just one of the most common street courts in Seattle, but it's usually a good street ball player like him."

Although he hasn't arrived yet, Roy has already locked on the target from afar, "Anse Pohey, Seattle's new streetball king after Jamal Crawford." ”

"He is 1.88 meters tall, weighs 91 kilograms, and organizes scoring double-energy guards."

"Wait for you three boys to be in a group, and I'll ask Boshi to find two more people to practice with you."

"Don't underestimate street basketball, although there is a gap with the professional league, but their ability to grasp the rhythm is much better than the three of you boys."

"Boshi has a very high level in this area, study hard"

Roy complimented and led three young faces with a little expectation into the court.

He just appeared, and instantly became the focus of everyone.

"Brandon-Roy?"

Many of the players stopped and stared in amazement at the former NBA star.

Seeing this, Anse Boshi grinned and walked up.

He pulled away from the slightly excited crowd of onlookers and came to Roy, "Blanton, are these the three children you are talking about?" ”

Anse Boxi's gaze swept over Deng Hongfei and the others in turn.

His eyes exude a deep confidence, his body is lean, and his calves are thin.

"Yes, you find two powerful brothers to come and play 3v3 with these three children and teach them what rhythm is."

"It's simple."

Anse Poshi nodded and randomly named the two, "Rama, Payton, you two, come, come with me to meet these three stunned young people who want to enter the NBA." ”

He grinned, a wicked grin.

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately understood that there was a good show to watch, so they got out of the way.

Rama is a bald black man with a scary look in his eyes, like the American gangsters in the TV series.

He is 1.95 meters tall, with well-developed muscles and dense sweat, which outlines a sense of explosive movement.

Payton, on the other hand, is a much thinner white man with dreadlocks, who is about the same height as Angsey Bohi, wears a bracer and wears a Los Angeles Lakers jersey.

The two walked up to the court, and Anse Boxi stared quietly at the three young faces in front of him, "21 points, no free throws, three-pointers count as two points, and others count as one point, this basic rule shouldn't need me to teach you." ”

"If you are far away, you will open first."

After he finished speaking, he hit the ground at random and hit the ball to Andrew Andres.

The latter's height of 188cm is the shortest of the three, and there is no doubt that he is the main controller.

Deng Hongfei and Wilcox are both 196cm tall, compared to the other party, Anse Boxi and Payton are only about 1.88 meters, and only Rama is 195cm tall.

The UW trio dominated the odds in terms of height.

"Deng, you guard against Anse-Bohi." Wilcox quickly exchanged counterpoints with Deng Hongfei.

He chose the toughest-looking puller.

Among the UW trio, he is the most physically strong.

"Okay."

Deng Hongfei also has a strong interest in the so-called new Seattle street ball king after Jamal Crawford.

Since Roy brought them here on purpose, he must have two brushes.

"Okay, I'll be the referee."

Roy didn't know where to pick up the whistle and walked leisurely on, "No opinion, right?" ”

"Of course you have no problem blowing the punishment." Anse Boshi grinned and smiled.

"Okay, everything is according to the rules of street basketball, freedom is the only main theme, please play it to your heart's content."

"Drip."

He blew the opening whistle directly.

Since freedom is the only main theme, what else do you need to judge?

can't help but feel that Roy is just there to watch a good show, and the so-called existence of the referee is actually irrelevant.

Andrew Andres is a very high-spirited player and he started his solo performance first.

Although he has not yet entered the NBA, there is no doubt about the quality of a point guard who qualifies to sit in the starting position in the first year of entering the UW.

His movements are unusually fancy, and all kinds of dazzling tricks emerge one after another.

Peyton stretched out his arms, motionless, his eyes unwavering.

It's like watching a monkey perform, and I don't take it seriously at all.

Suddenly, Andres held the ball in his right hand and lowered his center of gravity.

At this moment, Peyton, who had not reacted, suddenly took a step forward and reached out his hand.

At the moment when Andres released the ball, his hand was placed under the basketball, and the ball was gouged off with a strong hook of his five fingers.

At the same time, he quickly chased the ball that was about to go out of bounds, and his fingers were slightly curled, and he pulled it back into the field from behind and firmly controlled it.

Andres on the opposite side immediately stepped forward to press.

Being directly robbed is quite humiliating.

Unexpectedly, Payton just controlled the ball, and then he turned around with the ball sleekly, like a loach, and dodged Andres's gambling defense.

Then he accelerated to the vicinity of the paint area, and a soft throw hit easily.

"Don't do it alone."

Wilcox, as a senior of UW, frowned and reminded him.

Andres nodded dejectedly and continued to tee off at the top of the arc.

He gave it directly this time.

After Wilcox received the ball, he changed direction under his crotch continuously, and forced himself to lean on Lama's top guard to burst in.

Seeing this, Deng Hongfei ran at the same time, attracting the attention of Anse Boxi.

Suddenly, he and Wilcox exchanged glances, and their steps suddenly stopped, and they ran out in very different directions.

Wilcox jumped up in three steps and threw the ball with one hand, giving a head start.

Deng Hongfei accelerated to catch it, stepped on the mid-to-high jump shot and made an elegant shot, but it was just a millimeter.

Rama grabbed the rebound and threw it to Payton, who had been waiting outside.

The moment Payton touched the ball, he unloaded it with one hand, and at the same time quickly closed his other free hand, bent his knees slightly, and looked like he was about to throw.

Andres, who had not yet fully returned to his position after participating in the rebounding competition, was thrilled when he saw this, and hurriedly jumped up a few steps to block it, and then found that Peyton's closed free hand was put down at the moment when he was about to touch the ball.

The ball carrier, on the other hand, pressed down and controlled the basketball to rush past him......

The extremely realistic "worship of the Buddha" once again deceived the naïve and kind Andres.

Although the latter did not jump very high, it could no longer be contained.

Payton's pull-up jump shot hits the board again!