Chapter Ninety-Five: The Basketball Hoop Turmoil (2)

"Hey, even if you are Wang Meng, you can't bully people casually, this is a public place, we are free to come here to play, you don't have any right to let us leave here." Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

"Then do you mean to have a one-on-one battle with me to decide who belongs here?" Wang Meng followed the voice and looked over and found that it was the white young man who had whistled at Liz before.

Hearing the heads-up, the white young man subconsciously shrank, and then immediately reacted and straightened his chest and said: "What heads-up, you are also an NBA-level player, basketball is not a one-person sport, it's okay to play with us, but you have to find four players to play a basketball game with us, if we lose, I have nothing to say, and we will never come back here in the future." ”

"Are you kidding, where are you going to find four players so late?" Liz almost didn't jump up when she heard this, "You are obviously deliberately making things difficult, okay, you wait, tomorrow I will find a dozen "players" to compete with you." ”

"You don't need to do it tomorrow, you can do it today." Wang Meng waved his hand, and the smile on his face was even worse, "Didn't you say that this is a special place for the children here?" Let's find four kids who play basketball here. ”

"Looking for four kids?" The white young man was immediately furious, of course he understood what Wang Meng meant, looking for four children, that is, Wang Meng wanted to take the four little ghosts to play a basketball game with them, which was too underestimated. "Wang Meng, I will definitely make you look good today!"

"Well, it's a child, but it's too small." Wang Meng looked at a few little children who were less than ten years old, and one was even wearing tattered open crotch pants, with a trace of snot hanging on his nose.

"Isn't it like you're going to pretend to be 13?" Liz rolled her eyes, "Don't jump to conclusions if you don't know the situation, okay?" ”

"Uh." Wang Meng was speechless, looking at the child in open crotch pants, Wang Meng felt that any one of the basketball players could stand there and scare him into tears. "That's it, Lis, the others are okay, this kid can't go, you can replace him."

"Me?" Liz stared at her nose with wide eyes.

"Yes, that's you." Wang Meng nodded affirmatively.

On the other side, the white young man who was preparing looked at the group of little children around Wang Meng who were not even tall to Wang Meng's waist, and gritted his teeth and said: "See, this arrogant bastard is going to use this group of little devils to play basketball games with us, we must not lose, otherwise we will lose face, understand?" ”

Everyone nodded in unison, although it was humiliating like this, but it would be even more shameless if they lost the game.

At the beginning of the game, the referee was a person from the white youth's side, and Wang Meng and the tallest one in the group stood in the middle of the field to jump the ball.

Anyway, since entering the NBA, no, even in the Chinese University Basketball League, Wang Meng has not jumped the ball, this thing was done by the center, but at this moment, the tallest around Wang Meng is only about 1.6 meters Lis, and he can only barely jump once.

Fortunately, the tallest person on the opposite side is only a little over 1.9 meters, and the bounce and explosiveness cannot be compared with Wang Meng, who is an athlete.

The referee helped a little, and after the basketball was thrown, Wang Meng found that the position of the ball was closer to the opposite side, but this was harmless, Wang Meng jumped instantly, and in an instant he was higher than the opposite head, and easily dialed the basketball to his side.

Immediately afterwards, something happened that made Wang Meng extremely painful.

The basketball was pulled to a child's head by Wang Meng, the child was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his hands, the basketball fell to the ground and bounced twice, and was copied by a player on the opposite side to score a layup directly, without a little obstacle in the middle.

"If I go, can't I even catch a basketball?" Wang Meng felt like he wanted to vomit blood, "At this level, Lis, are you embarrassed to get two NBA-level basketball hoops for them to play?" Find a two-meter rebound for children and let them play as well. ”

"Less nonsense, it would be a shame for NAB player Wang Meng to let a group of street basketball thugs abuse him." Liss didn't move when the player made a layup just now, but now she began to accuse Wang Meng.

Fortunately, although these children did not dare to catch the ball, they still knew a little bit of basketball rules, and stood on the sideline to pass the basketball to Wang Meng.

"Now that the basketball is in my hands, you're finished." Wang Meng sneered, the other side obviously knew this truth, blocked 3 players in front of Wang Meng, and two stood under the rebound to make the last defense, which was already considered to have given up all the only one who stared at Wang Meng, as if there was only Wang Meng as an enemy in the whole field, in fact, it was true.

3 people in defense, if it is in the NBA, even Kobe James and others want to successfully complete an offense is very difficult, but it is indeed the streets, and this group of people is just a group of young people who love basketball.

Wang Meng easily relied on his strength and speed to break through the joint defense of the three, and then rushed through the defense of the last two people and scored with a one-handed dunk.

"Damn, there's no way to stop him?" The white young man looked at Wang Meng angrily, and said angrily: "Five people can't defend one and can't defend it? ”

Of course, there is a very big gap between professional athletes and amateurs, even if many street basketball enthusiasts practice their skills to the peak, but they lack systematic training and do not have the excellent athletic talent of professional athletes, whether it is strength or speed, they are much inferior to professional athletes.

Although there are a large number of them, in fact, the maximum number of people who can contact Wang Meng by body is only three people every time they defend head-on, and most of the time it is only two people, and the others can't pull Wang Meng with their hands. Two or three people Wang Meng can still knock out a gap and rush into the inside line by relying on his own strength, which means that this group of people has nothing to do with Wang Meng, except for fouls.

But although they didn't have much to do with Wang Meng, when the ball fell into their hands, the situation immediately reversed, and it was another easy layup, without any obstacles, this feeling was very cool, and the cool white player almost groaned.

"Hey, big beauty, even if you can't stop them, can't you throw them a wink or something to attract their attention?" Forget about the children, Lisi was also motionless like a piece of wood, which made Wang Meng very annoyed. ”

"Get out of the way, why don't you give him a hot pot." Liz rolled her eyes.

"Eldest sister, I'm almost ten meters away from him, how can you ask me to give him hot pot, I'm not a superman wearing underwear." Wang Meng was speechless and burst into tears.