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After Yang Mo celebrated with the fans for a while, he squeezed out of the crowd with the fat man, and the two brothers just wanted to find a restaurant to have a good time. Yang Mo's mobile phone rang, picked it up and saw that it was a monkey calling, so he pressed the answer button, and immediately came the monkey's urgent cry for help--

"Brother Mo, Li Feng has come to us with professional players to find a field, buddy can't resist, hurry up and save us!"

Li Feng?

Yang Mo muttered, and his brows couldn't help but provoke contemptuously - does this deflated San want to humiliate himself again? He also brought professional players here, and in his cowardice, at most he asked God to worship Buddha and kneel down to invite one or two CBA youth team bench players, right?

Thinking about it like this, the original tension slowly disappeared. After all, this Li Feng really doesn't look like a person who can stir up the wind and waves, and he knows the bottom too well. This guy has regarded Yang Mo as an imaginary enemy since he was a child, and since Yan Li, who he has been secretly in love with for many years, was hooked up by Yang Mo on a phone call, this envy, jealousy and hatred have completely intensified and become public. Since then, he has been working against Yang Mo all the way.

It's a pity that he hasn't won against Yang Mo once. Because of the magic of his repeated defeats, gradually, everyone began to call him Li puppy, as the name suggests, a puppy raised by Yang Mo.

Yang Mo thought that this time things would not be very big, but when he and Haozi took a taxi all the way to the exclusive basketball court of Dongda with laughter, he finally found that things may not be as simple as imagined - because the basketball court was surrounded by people.

Don't... What star players did Li Feng really invite?

Yang Mo was slightly surprised, and hurriedly ran over to squeeze into the crowd. When the crowd outside recognized that the person was Yang Mo, they all gave way one after another, after all, Yang Mo can be regarded as a powerful figure in the basketball world of Dongda University.

"Brother Mo, the puppy is going to be a blockbuster today!"

"Brother Mo, be careful! Your undefeated myth may be coming to an end, and the puppy has brought in all the NBDL superstars! ”

"Harris is so awesome, an NBA trick is no different from a myth in our realm!"

"An unknown is so strong, he can actually kill the three gods of the monkey, the crow, and the crab family, tsk......"

"I used to think that monkeys, crows, crabs, Haozi and Moge were legends of our University of Science and Technology, but I didn't expect them to be so unworthy of legends......"

“………………”

Before Yang Mo walked to the court, his ears were filled with all kinds of information. After refining it, it can be summarized as follows - Li Feng made a big deal this time, invited an NBA dragon set player, showed off his power in Dongda, and killed monkeys, crabs, and crows without leaving a piece of armor.

When Yang Mo walked to the sidelines, he didn't have time to watch the score. I found a black figure under the basket rising into the sky...... Rumble!

The basketball was smashed into the basket hard, although Yang Mo could also dunk the dunk, but compared with the two, he felt that this dunk would at least throw off him three streets.

Drip!

The monkey who was detained by Yan hurriedly begged for a pause, and then quickly ran to Yang Mo's side and said, "Brother Mo, why did you come!" It's 7:0 now. ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Mo asked without being particularly nervous. But as soon as the words fell, he immediately realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "Could it be... What did you gamble on this time? ”

......When the monkey heard this, he immediately stretched out his thin arm and scratched his head, looking like a monkey, which is why he called it a monkey.

As soon as he made this move, Yang Mo naturally knew that he had guessed correctly. Shaking his head helplessly, he asked, "Say, what are you betting on this time?" ”

Before the monkey could answer, Li Feng walked over arrogantly and said arrogantly: "Wait to put the panties on your head, dead monkey!" ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Mo was still confused.

"What do you mean? Ask the monkeys! Li Feng shrugged his shoulders and strode to the bench on the other side with a laugh - the villain Dezhi probably described his current state.

"Why does this guy always have to hurry up and be arrogant every time he loses?" Yang Mo couldn't help but complain disdainfully, and then turned his inquiring gaze to the monkey on the side.

The monkey was swept away by Yang Mo's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally put it together: "That's the case, Brother Mo." The brothers were playing basketball today, and Li Feng suddenly brought a over to pick the court, and then said a lot of ugly things. The next thing we did was so angry that we made a bet with him. The bet is that if we lose, we take off our panties and put them on our heads in front of everyone. Instead, it's him who performs a panty show. ”

After listening, Yang Mo was just silent for a moment, and then asked, "How many balls?" ”

"Three-on-three, 11 balls, three-pointers count as two." The monkey was very quick to say the rules.

"Okay, the crab comes down and rests, I'll get on!" After Yang Mo heard this, she didn't talk nonsense, and took off her coat directly and went on the field.

Yang Mo walked very heroically, but the monkey and the crow looked at each other a little - is Brother Mo crazy? Actually replaced the only crab who can compete with the in strength, who will grab the rebound? Who's going to defend the? Do you want the three of us to float outside and shoot them?

Although I was puzzled, I didn't question it. Yang Mo doesn't talk much, but he still has absolute prestige among these people.

As soon as Yang Mo arrived on the field, his finger quickly pointed at McHarris, who always had a foolish smile, and then told him in English that could not be more pure: "Next, your opponent is me!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone on the court was a little surprised - why did Brother Mo speak such pure English? Didn't he even pass the fourth level? Other than that... What is he talking about?

Yang Mo didn't know why he could speak such a pure sentence in English, he said it as naturally and smoothly as speaking his native language.

Don't? I copied Shaq O'Neill's English skills as well?

Yang Mo can only attribute this reason to Shaq O'Neill, after all, he has no involvement in his life except for the intersection with such a gringo in his dream last night.

"Oh, I finally saw the arrogant Chinese guys!" McHarris muttered, but didn't take Yang Mo in his eyes. In his opinion, except for Yao Ming, there is no more figure in Chinese basketball that is worth looking at.

"Later, you guys shoot on the outside, and I'll leave it to me on the inside." Yang Moru said to the monkey and the crow.

"Good!" Both of them nodded, although they were not very confident in Yang Mo's ability, but what he said was absolutely executed.

Able to allow teammates to execute any command unconditionally. There is no doubt that Yang Mo is a natural leader.

And after Yang Mo finished discussing tactics, a familiar greeting came from his ear: "Little white face, hello." ”

Looking back, Zhang Dashao's face came into view.

Oh, now, all the enemies have gathered!

"Hello, meet again, little mushroom picking up broken shoes!"

As soon as Yang Mo arrived, his mouth would never be vague, and he was not forgiving at all.

Zhang Zixuan, as a noble son, had never heard this kind of scolding, and after thinking about it carefully, he understood what it meant. But he couldn't refute it, he did pick up Yang Mo's broken shoes, and when he opened his pants, he didn't have that confidence, and he himself felt that his things were a little small.

After Yang Mo saw that Zhang Zixuan was silent, he walked quickly to McHarris's side. With a pout, I was just about to get in the ...... Burst!

McHarris, who was half a head taller than Yang Mo behind him, was hit like this, and he actually fell straight to the ground, without even the slightest strength to resist.

As soon as this scene came out, the audience was in an uproar, including the other four people in the field - the guy who couldn't handle the crabs, Yang Mo actually knocked him into the sky with a butt?

The crab on the sidelines was even more shocked, his fat hands rubbing back and forth above his eyes: he couldn't believe his eyes. You must know that his tonnage of two meters and four or more than two hundred and forty pounds can't completely shake McHarris, and now McHarris was actually pouted to the ground by Yang Mo, who is only 194 tall, it's amazing, right?