Seeing the man chewing gum, Li Ang unconsciously heard a BGM in his heart:

It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, the old gangster of the league, Mike Joe!

It’s him, it’s him, it’s him, it’s him, the God of Basketball, Mike Joe!

He is higher than the sky, and he is more coquettish than a bird.

Outsmarting Ewing and defeating Malone, this man is Mike Joe!

"Hey, why are you so stunned? Give me the ball, oh shit!"

With a "bang" and a scream, the old gangster was hit in the head by a basketball.

Even as strong as Jordan, he couldn't be more handsome than three seconds in this training hall.

At that time, the air seemed to be frozen, and Li Ang was so embarrassed that he could use his big toe to create a double room on the basketball court.

Li Ang swallowed, this damn thing... who smashed it? You don't want your life!

Turning around, I found that the real culprit, Ben himself, was also confused.

He heard Jordan say give him the ball, so he smashed the ball hard.

What bad intentions can I have? It's just that his passing and free throws are all about this style of making miracles happen with great force.

Otherwise, where do you think the free throw shooting rate of more than 30% comes from?

But because the old hooligan was staring at Li Ang, he didn't notice Ben smashing the ball over.

By the time he reacted, the ball had already hit his head, knocking all the gum out of Jordan's mouth.

The old gangster covered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth. I, Mike Joe, have been traveling around the world for many years, and I have never been hit with a ball.

Today, I fell into the hands of two brats!

Okay, okay, you two gave me a powerful blow when you came here.

"who is it!?"

Jordan yelled, and Li Ang and Da Ben looked at each other, then spread their hands and shook their heads in tacit understanding: "I didn't see it. Did you see a fourth person here? No!"

Oh boy, this has turned into a horror story.

Jordan's veins popped out, but he tried to tell himself: I want to be a gentle person, I want to be a gentle person, being too angry is not good for the body, it is not good for the body...

After taking a few deep breaths, the old gangster finally suppressed his anger.

"Ahem...boy, give me the ball.

Stop! That kid who plays for the Wizards, don’t move!"

Li Ang passed the ball to the old hooligan speechlessly, and the old hooligan finally completed a shot.

But it's no use anymore. Jordan's originally handsome appearance has now become extremely ridiculous.

Danzi has been pretending to be a driver for many years, but he never thought that his car overturned in a small training hall.

At this time, Old Oakley opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the three of them gathering together, Oakley smiled: "Hey, it seems you guys get along well!"

The old gangster forced a smile: "Yes, your two disciples are very special!"

"Okay, I don't need to introduce this guy to you. He hasn't played golf for a long time and his hands are itchy and he wants to play.

Li, today you are here to entertain Mr. Qiao, ah no, today you are training with McQueen. Aren’t you learning a short-range turn-over jump shot? No one knows the turn-over jump shot better than him!"

Since the league officially suspended at the end of the season, the old hooligan has been addicted to playing cards every day and cannot extricate himself.

After all, I've always been a gambler.

But gambling day and night also made the old gangster feel a little empty.

Just like back then, Li Ang, who played games day and night after the college entrance examination, was once so empty that he began to think about the mystery of the origin of mankind.

Finally, Li Ang came to the conclusion, just one word - day!

In the same way, the old gangster is probably tired of playing and wants to find a place to play ball to satisfy his physiological needs.

I called my brothers and asked them. They were either resting or practicing physical fitness at the Gold Club.

Only Oakley said that he was training with two young people recently and let the old gangsters come over to play.

Of course, he also has selfish motives, that is, he hopes that the old gangster can give guidance to the talented Li Ang.

Daben: What about me?

Oakley: You don't need to give me any advice. After all, you averaged a terrible 3.1 points per game last season and there is no room for improvement.

Although Oakley and Jordan stopped being teammates many years ago, they have always maintained a good relationship in private.

Just like that, the old gangster parachuted into the Big Apple City and arrived at Oakley's training camp.

When he heard that Oakley asked him to practice with the old gangster, Li Ang's eyes suddenly widened.

Damn...it's like dreaming about riding a horse!

Jordan also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't ask me to practice with that idiot from the Wizards!

This Asian guy looks quite serious~

"What's your name? How old are you this year?" As soon as Uncle Qiao started talking, he knew he was an old customer.

"Li Ang, 19 years old, NJCAA champion, finals mvp."

"Oh, it's from NJCAA, it's not bad. Where is your hometown?"

"From a flower grower."

"Oh, I've never seen a flower grower like you before... Oh, I remember. In Atlanta in 1996, there was a guy called David Robinson who was also a flower grower.

Okay, you practice first and I will come find you later."

After that, the old gangster walked towards Auckland.

Li Ang's heart was beating crazily. As a fan in his previous life, Li Ang had only seen the old gangster in videos.

Today, I actually saw a real person.

This is a living legend!

I always feel like everything is a little unrealistic.

After Li Ang warmed up for a while, the old hooligan put on his jersey and came back.

Although I haven't trained for a few days, my figure is still very good.

After seeing Jordan's body up close, Li Ang was even more emotional, he was born to eat basketball.

Especially those big hands, tsk tsk tsk, a certain Lakers player had to hold Shaq's thigh and cry bitterly after seeing it.

"Charles told me that you can do it, 41 and 25 in the NJCAA Finals, not bad. Next season, I heard that you are going to play at the University of Maryland.

In other words, you are very likely to enter the alliance in the future.

Come on, boy, since you are a disciple of Oakley, I will teach you a few tricks, I’m sure you’ll find them useful.”

The old gangster smiled. At this time, he seemed not as scary as he imagined.

After that, the old hooligan held the ball in both hands and taught Li Ang the skills of protecting the ball.

He told Li Ang that when dribbling in front of others, he should try to turn sideways and lower his center of gravity.

"In this way, if the defender wants to steal the ball from your hand, he must put his hand between your legs.

With this kind of luck, if the opponent reaches out to steal, there is a 90% chance that he will be fouled.

Why is it 90% and not 100%? Because I can get this kind of ball without fouling.

Oh, but don’t panic, after all, I have already planned to retire."

Li Ang:......

Are you a football addict?

Now I directly suspect that you just came here because you wanted to show off!

After practicing for a few times, the old hooligan seemed to feel that just practicing dribbling was not enough.

So, he began to teach Li Ang to turn around and shoot.

"Turn over and make a jump shot. As a... boy, what position do you play?"

"Shooting guard."

"Oh, a shooting guard... 25 rebounds in a single game, all points in the three-second area... Okay, this is very guard!

As a shooting guard, you have to be able to turn around and shoot jump shots.

Watch and I'll teach you."

After saying that, the old gangster turned over and leaned back with the basketball in his hand.

"Have you learned it?"
To be continued...