There was a fierce chase on the court, Su Ying snatched the ball from Zhang Yide's hand and ran quickly. When Zhang Yide was waiting for her to intercept her, she quickly passed the ball to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng jumped up and reached out to catch the ball passed by Su Ying.

After the other person saw Song Cheng receiving the ball, he hurriedly ran to Song Cheng and wanted to intercept him.

It's a pity that Song Cheng made a feint in one or two steps to make a gesture of pitching.

Seeing this, the man stretched out his hand to block it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Cheng's fast-moving ball came to the bottom of the basket, stretched out his hand, jumped on the spot, and the ball fell from the basket.

"Are you a pig? Don't you know he's just fooling you? Zhang Yide was so angry that he walked directly in front of the boy and scolded him.

The boy was said by Zhang Yide, and his face was very ugly. After all, everyone present is paying attention to their every move. In front of so many people being scolded by Zhang Yide, whoever he is will feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"Didn't you see that he was deliberately lying to you? Who would be so stupid to stand outside the lane line and throw the ball? Do you think he'll be able to get in? I said if your brain is a pig brain? I thought that Zhang Yide would just say a word, but I didn't expect him to point directly at the boy's head, and poke people's heads with his fingers from time to time.

"How do I know?" The boy suddenly broke out with such a sentence, if it weren't for the fact that their company's company was cooperating with Zhang Yide's company, would he tolerate Zhang Yide's insults and insults to him like this?

"You don't know? How many years have you been playing and you don't even know what you're playing? Zhang Yide's mood was already bad, and when this boy said this, his mood was even worse. Because this boy didn't give him face, and he was still in front of so many people.

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and he wanted to poke his finger into someone's nose and point at him and scold him severely.

"I don't like to play in the first place, and you didn't pull me in." The boy said unconvinced.

What cooperation? To hell with it.

He didn't want to lose face in front of so many people, otherwise others would think he was a good bully in the future.

"What did you say?" Zhang Yide listened to his words and was furious. He never thought that a person who is usually so weak would actually say something to refute him at this time, and even complain. How dare you blame him?

"I said I wouldn't fight." The boy threw the basketball in his hand, threw it on the ground, and turned away.

what？

Su Ying looked at the boy's back with a confused expression, what is the situation now? Is he not fighting? Or how to drop?

If that boy doesn't participate in this game, does that mean that Zhang Yide will lose?

In fact, whether it is heads-up or two-on-two, Zhang Yide will undoubtedly lose.

Although this result was expected by her a long time ago, what she enjoyed was the process, the process of winning Zhang Yide.

Seeing Zhang Yide's deflated appearance, seeing his appearance of not being able to grab the ball, and seeing his annoyed appearance, she was extremely happy in her heart.

"How? Throw in the towel? Su Ying asked in front of Zhang Yide.

"Throw in the towel? Do you think it's possible? This one doesn't count at all, I can't be one-on-two, right? Zhang Yide turned around and played the scoundrel to the end.

Hmph, it's okay to go, so that he has a reason not to admit defeat.