Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Pre-Game Situation

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The train roared by, and it was night. On the basketball court on the outskirts of the city, it is very lively.

The live sound system emits electronic music full of "fuck" words, and the dazzling lighting is dazzling.

Men and women hugged each other, kissing passionately and selflessly.

Ye Minghao looked at all this, a little curious, but he couldn't hold back some restlessness in his heart, after all, he was at the age of blood and strength, and it was really strange that he could still remain calm on such a lively occasion.

Li Fan chatted with the beautiful DJ around him, this beautiful DJ was dressed very hot, smooth skin, flaming red lips, burgundy wavy long hair, and wild eyes, which made people angry.

"This little brother is the helper invited by your brother Fan?"

The beautiful DJ looked curiously at Ye Minghao who was sitting on the side, and Li Fan nodded, "What, you little wild cat is interested in others?" It's a man who has a girlfriend. ā€

"So what, I don't mind playing Double Fly."

Ye Minghao on the side almost didn't squirt out the tea in his mouth, he couldn't believe that this beautiful DJ dared to say so.

"Haha, just kidding, little brother." She came to Ye Minghao's side, touched his hair, and kissed him affectionately.

Ye Minghao suddenly got goosebumps, stood up suddenly, and said to Li Fan: "I'll go practice." ā€

Obediently, my mother, it's okay to stay any longer. It's so tempting......

He sighed with emotion, and hurriedly expelled the heart ape in his mind.

"It's so cute, I guess it's still a virgin......" DJ laughed.

Li Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, this beautiful DJ is not small, she is one of Jiang Cheng's many mistresses, Ye Minghao's desertion and escape is undoubtedly a very correct choice in his opinion.

Ye Minghao stood on the court, the gangsters of the two gangs around him were looking at him curiously, the people of the Flying Tiger Gang seemed to know that he was from the Jiaolong Gang, and all kinds of swear words, grass mud horses, and other words spewed out.

Ye Minghao is nothing, the Jiaolong Gang is not doing it here, and he also responded with all kinds of extremely damaging swear words, and even saluted the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors.

Ye Minghao was in the drooling on both sides, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, how can this make people feel at ease to play? However, this kind of hot scene also makes people's blood boil slightly.

At this time, outside the stadium, three or four cars stopped, and the Flying Tigers came.

Ye Minghao saw Zheng Hongjun coming at a glance, and a coldness rose in his eyes.

Li Fan came to his side, "You know that Zheng Hongjun, and there are two more, have you seen that black man?" That's also our opponent, and I have to say that in the basketball neighborhood, the advantage of blacks is too great, and the racial gap is really desperate. ā€

Blacks?

Ye Minghao didn't expect that there were still black people on the other side, and it seemed that his skills were not bad. No wonder, otherwise, with just one Zheng Hongjun, he didn't think that the other party would be able to defeat Li Fan twice.

"The black man's name was Anderson, and he was smuggled. The Flying Tigers took him in, and his physical fitness was very strong, and I have to say that he really blew us up in the first two games. Coupled with the newcomer Zheng Hongjun, we lost so much. ā€

Yang Shuo also walked over and interjected.

Ye Minghao thought of Akang who could only spray feces, and said in his heart, there is the kind of person who can only put his mouth cannon, it is strange that you can win.

The black man was tall and stood out from the crowd. Ye Minghao estimated that there was at least a height of one meter nine. Typical black looks, short curly hair, wearing a t-shirt, wearing headphones, chewing gum.

He came to the side of the court as if no one was around, held a basketball, strode a meteor, and directly came a big windmill slam dunk, which immediately detonated the audience.

"Hey, are you ready to lose? Hurry up and show your ass out for me XXOO. ā€

When the black man came to Li Fan, he was very arrogant. Because he spoke English, Li Fan couldn't understand it, but Ye Minghao did.

Li Fan saw his knowing expression and asked him, "What did this say?" ā€

"He said he was going to blow up your chrysanthemum. That's probably what it means. Ye Minghao whispered beside him.

Li Fan was suddenly angry, and directly raised his middle finger at him, "fuckyou!" ā€

"Shabi!" The black man actually sprayed out a sentence in Chinese, and it was also a very popular national curse.

Ye Minghao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, in any language, the first thing to learn is always swearing.

At this time, Zheng Hongjun also walked over and looked at Ye Minghao gloomily, "Very good, you are really here." Be brave enough to beg for mercy. ā€

"Zheng, this is what you call the pass-only piece of waste?" The black man pointed directly at Ye Minghao, and Zheng Hongjun nodded.

A strong man on the side also looked at Ye Minghao curiously, he and the black Anderson and Zheng Hongjun will represent the Flying Tigers. The Flying Tigers call him Old Wolf.

This person has a ruthless gaze, a body full of tendons, and looks like the kind of ruthless person, Ye Minghao estimates that this person should be the person who is responsible for the black hands on the field. Same as Yang Shuo.

Originally, the work of the black hand was done by Akang, but he retired, so he could only do it by Yang Shuo, and of course Li Fan himself was not good at stubble. It is estimated that the only person who can be called pure character is Ye Minghao.

The two gangs basketball teams here are tearing up, and the bigwigs of the two gangs over there are also meeting.

Jiang Cheng looked at the fat-headed and big-eared boss of the Flying Tiger Gang, named Xu Feihu. This person is very short, less than 1.7 meters, and he is obese, but no one dares to ignore him, and ruthlessness is a word set for this kind of person.

"Brother Jiang, if you lose this game again, the property of your street will belong to me. It's really unbearable to be a brother. ā€

"If that's the case, I'm willing to gamble. However, until the last minute, no one knows what the outcome will be. Isn't the lore on the basketball court the best verification? Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, looking confident.

"Oh?" Xu Feihu looked at him suspiciously, is there any reliance on turning the tables with such confidence?

He remembered something, pointed to Ye Minghao in the crowd and said, "Just that college student?" ā€

Jiang Cheng was silent, which made Xu Feihu even more curious. "Seriously, I'd love to see why a stinky kid would make your gang think you can turn the tables on it, I'm curious. It's better to do this, I win, and I don't want the property of your street, but the little wild cat will have to be mine! ā€

Jiang Cheng looked at his mistress in the distance, the beautiful DJ, and said with a smile: "It's really touching, giving up the industry on that street for a woman." ā€

"Hey, in my opinion, it's well worth it." Xu Feihu licked his lips, his eyes stared at the small waist of the beautiful DJ, as well as the full and tall peaks, and the evil fire in his eyes was released without reservation.

Jiang Chengdao: "You win first, let's talk about it, it's time to pass, otherwise the ball hasn't hit yet, and it is estimated that they will have to fight." ā€

He looked at the six people in the two teams who were glaring at each other angrily, and sighed, it was really strong.

Ye Minghao looked directly into Zheng Hongjun's eyes, "I said, if I can win you once, I can win you a second time, don't accept it?" See you on the field! ā€