Night, nine o'clock.

A bar box in Xiamen.

The cacophony of sounds, the bright lights, the dancing crowds, all the hallmarks of the bar, seem to be cut off by the doors of this box.

Zhong Jinyun temporarily said goodbye to the team after dinner and came here precisely because of the person who was sitting opposite him at this time, holding a wine glass.

Jueying, now you can call his real name, Li Hehuang.

In the past two years, the representative of the new generation of assassins who have risen almost at the speed of light, the idol worshiped by thousands of streetball lovers, and the rising star of China's streetball industry, in short, you can add countless adjectives to describe the person in front of you, and it is not too much at all.

"Where's your red hair?" Jueying pointed at Zhong Jinyun's head.

"Cut." Zhong Jinyun did not answer.

"Well, why did you suddenly come to Xiamen?" Jueying went straight to the point, with a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth.

That smile is a manifestation of arrogance in the eyes of many people, but Zhong Jinyun understands that this is just a manifestation of self-confidence.

Zhong Jinyun showed the same smile and said, "Summer vacation travel." “

Burst!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jueying laughed out loud: "You are really amazing, you are really as they said, go back to study!" “

Zhong Jinyun glanced at the shadow and did not speak again.

Seeing Zhong Jinyun's reaction, Jueying hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, everyone has their own way, I don't say it." “

Zhong Jinyun shook his wine glass, but still did not respond.

The bar is no stranger to Zhong Jinyun, and the wine is even more familiar.

and1 is a combination of a bar and a court, and Zhong Jinyun, who used to almost make AND1 his home, was accustomed to alcohol and the court, but this time he could glimpse the cloudiness in the shaking glass.

"Hey, I said, you won't really say goodbye, it's been more than a year since that incident." Jueying was determined to probe Zhong Jinyun's thoughts.

That thing!

It exploded in Zhong Jinyun's heart like a heavy bomb, giving rise to a boundless mushroom cloud.

Grunt.

Zhong Jinyun suddenly picked up the wine glass that had been swaying, and drank it all in one go.

Whew.

Then there was a heavy wheezing sound, as if what had just been drunk was not wine, but poison.

"It's not."

Zhong Jinyun replied.

This time, it was the turn of the Absolute Shadow Bai Zhong Jinyun to take a glance, but that glance saw the fragility of the Absolute Shadow.

Jeep picked up his glass, put his eyes in front of it, and looked through the cloudy liquid to the man across from him.

The voice suddenly sounded,

"Are you willing?"

Jueying wanted to know what Zhong Jinyun was thinking in his heart.

This guy who became famous by himself first, has a peerless streetball talent and agility, a unique understanding and whimsical ideas, and is dubbed a ghost by the vast majority of people, will he really be willing to do this, and then quit safely?

Now that I'm out, why do I still show my skills in the recent duel, why do those discarded streetball talents reappear on the court, breaking through again and again, is sweat cheap or precious, and is the frustration I see when the ball falls out of the basket fake? Is this willingness?

"Unwilling."

Zhong Jinyun almost gritted his teeth and finished speaking, and a cold glint flashed in the corner of his eyes after speaking.

Jueying was overjoyed in his heart, grabbed Zhong Jinyun's hand with one hand, and said in an agitated tone: "Then make a comeback, there will definitely be our status in the streetball world!" “

"Nope."

Zhong Jinyun keenly shook off Jueying's hand.

"Why!"

Puzzled.

Zhong Jinyun was silent for a while, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I don't engage in base." “

After saying that, he got up and left his position straight, leaving Jueying sitting there dumbfounded.

"This guy!"

……

"Hey, where's it?"

Zhong Jinyun swayed on the side of the street, and the evening breeze on a summer night was clear and comfortable, making people not feel tired.

"Take a taxi and go to the seaside villa area." Li Weiping replied on the other end of the phone.

"What! A villa by the sea? Zhong Jinyun immediately made up a series of luxury villa life.

"Less nonsense, speed." After Li Weiping finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Zhong Jinyun alone in the cold wind. Eh, the wind shouldn't have been so cold.

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Jinyun dangled at the street for a few minutes, still not free to rent over, and was worried about whether to use the Internet to book a car, when a GM Buick black SUV stopped in front of him.

The car window rolled down, and Zhong Jinyun's face was instantly surprised.

Jueying yawned and asked Zhong Jinyun, "Boy, do you want to come up?" “

Zhong Jinyun's eyes widened and asked, "Are you a adult, driving?" “

"Without further ado, get in the car." After beckoning, roll up the window.

Zhong Jinyun had just gotten into the car, and before he could sit down, the words of Jueying came from the front: "Where are you going?" “

"Seaside villa area, doorway."

"Hey, you kid, which one is rich and handsome or white and beautiful." Jueying smiled, "The seaside villa area is generally a gathering place for the rich. “

"How do you know?" Zhong Jinyun asked.

"Nonsense, I'm from Xiamen."

"It seems that this car is yours, and I haven't heard that you used to be rich and handsome?" Zhong Jinyun inquired.

Scold.

Jeopardy smiled.

"Although the family is not short of this money, I am not rare. So I bought the car myself. Jueying said, "In the past two years, I have also been a little famous, and I have slowly lived on streetballs, but I haven't died, and my life is slowly guaranteed." Even if I didn't choose this path in vain. “

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Jinyun had mixed feelings in his heart, and his eyes were a little envious or admiring when he looked at Jueying.

Jueying has known each other for two or three years, and now he is only about 20 years old, but he is much older than when he fought in Shanghai, although he is confident in his words, Zhong Jinyun naturally knows all kinds of bitterness. Running away from home doesn't seem to be a new thing.

Streetball, in China, has never been a good road. Once you want to go from a field field to a street court, to make a name for yourself in it, or even to achieve status, then the sacrifice is simply unimaginable. There are mixed fish and dragons here, and there are black hands everywhere, trading. If it weren't for Lao Jin's care, Zhong Jinyun wouldn't know where the passer-by was, or he would have been drowned long ago.

How many people play ball?

How many people are there from the beginning?

"Did you know that the thugs retired?" The shadow rolled down the windows and lit the fireworks.

"Retire!"

Zhong Jinyun couldn't believe it.

"yes, I only found out a while ago, and I heard that my ankle was broken." The Shadow took a puff, and the clouds and mist he spat out were not completely carried away by the wind.

Zhong Jinyun was silent.

Thug, the head of the street ball giant genre, a well-known figure in the Chinese street ball world, and the flagpole figure who set off the Chinese slam dunk storm, I didn't expect that it would be retired in such a way in just a few years, which is really embarrassing.

"Now that Juli is on par with us Assassins in the streetball world, I hope the retirement of the thugs won't hit them too much." The Shadow snuffed out the smoke.

"I hope so." Zhong Jinyun sighed.

"Wait, are you in a hurry right now?" Jeep asked suddenly.

"No, what's wrong." Zhong Jinyun replied.

"Come with me to meet someone." Shadow opens the navigation.

"Holy, pull me to be a light bulb?" Zhong Jinyun doesn't have to think about it, this slut must do this.

"No, no, not this time." Jeopardy explained, "This guy says it's my fan. ”

"Fans?" Zhong Jinyun was surprised, "Female fans? ”

"A guy named Jing Ke, the ghost knows why this name is so weird." Jeopardy said.

"Jing Ke!"

A figure flashed in Zhong Jinyun's mind.

"Hey, I mean, don't make a fuss, okay?" The Shadow is dissatisfied.

"Go, speed!"

Zhong Jinyun urged.

Is it the same person?