"Yes, it's me? Why? Are you scared? Have you heard of my name? Have you left quickly if you are afraid.

I don't make things difficult for you, just call the basketball team.

By the way, if you want to sign me, please bring a pen to you."

Francis relaxed his guard and was complacent.

Alas, has my name "self-disciplined version of Iverson" been passed on to the territory of Ke Village?

Although Boss Fre is not particularly famous nationwide, he is a perfect superstar in the NJCAA circle.

Very annoying.

I really just want to play basketball quietly, but I can meet my little fans all this.

I'm so popular when I hit NJCAA. If I go to play NCAA, I'd rather have to get the Rockets in my butt and take off directly?

Looking at Boss Fur in the narcissistic, Li Ang's mouth twitched.

Yes, Boss Fu has such a personality.

When I watched Yao Ming’s documentary in my previous life, Yao Ming recalled that when he first met Boss Fu, the boss drove an exaggerated big Mercedes-Benz with a few big gold chains hanging around his neck and got off.

I was afraid that others wouldn't know that he made money.

There is no way, most of the stars who work hard from the slums like to show off.

"What is the signature? Let's hold back the nonsense, let's play 10 goals, $50!"

It is said that children from poor families have long been in the family, so Li Ang is trying to find ways to earn living expenses again.

After pulling out his brother's wool, he was ready to attack Francis.

"Ah......"

This wave, this wave hit Boss Fur's weakness.

Because Boss Fur is poor now, in some ways he is even poorer than Li Ang.

Speaking of which, Francis' childhood was indeed tragic enough.

Just like most black children in beautiful countries, Boss Freud had no father at the beginning, and his mother pulled him up.

But what's even more tragic is that his mother unfortunately died of cancer two years ago, and her grandmother became Boss Fur's only relative.

The family background can be known.

Faced with a huge bet like 50 dollars, Francis...he hesitated!

Brother, I'm not afraid that I can't beat you if I play basketball.

The key is that I am really poor!

"I dare not? Where did you go just now?"

"It's not a question of whether you dare to dare... Let's discuss something, do you think 25 dollars are OK?"

Li Ang:...

Good guy, it's the first time I saw you bet on the bet.

"Hey, I don't make things difficult for you anymore. You can treat me to lunch if you lose, right?"

Li Ang shook his head, why bother with the proletariat?

"Okay, okay, hahahaha, that's all. Come on, let me see if you belong to the basketball team!"

After some bargaining, the two poor people set off again and finally remembered the thing to play basketball.

Francis also became serious. This Asian boy said that he had a huge sum of 50 dollars, which was definitely not easy.

Don't have some strength, dare to play so much?

Li Ang: I, Lao Li, have nothing else, I am brave.

Boss Fu looked at Li Ang carefully and found that Li Ang's arm span was indeed proud, but he was indeed not a good person.

Li Ang's figure and his big hand couldn't help but remind Boss Fur of the clamp.

This person must be very skilled and must be careful.

How would he hit me?

Change direction breakthrough? Three threats to pull out? Backward jump shot?

Just as Boss Fu was fantasizing about the various moves that Li Ang might use, Li Ang suddenly leaned forward.

"Bang!"

"Damn, what's going on with this butt?" Boss Fu was shocked. He thought Li Ang had just had a very long arms, but he didn't expect that this butt was the essence.

As Li Ang said, Boss Fu is still very thin now and can't resist his strong impact again and again.

Boss Fu was only 1.6 meters tall when he was in high school. How strong could he be?

In this way, Li Ang easily pushed Boss Fu into the three-second zone from outside the three-point line.

Then he leaned against Francis under the basket and forced himself to jump and put the ball into the frame.

Simple and crude, Li Ang 1 to 0!

Francis looked at the basket and then looked at Li Ang again.

no......

What about your breakthrough? What about your leaning back? What about your fake moves?

Pushing from the back of the three-point line to a layup in the three-second zone, are you playing interesting?

Li Ang: That's so interesting. Anyway, there is no so-called five-second rule for the NBA. Even if I hit the back from the midfield line to the basket, you can't do anything about me.

Francis threw the ball speechlessly to Li Ang. According to the 1-on-1 rule, the side who scored can generally continue to attack until the shot fails.

Although Li Ang scored a goal, Francis thought, that guy shouldn't start from outside the three-point line again, right?

With this kind of playing style, aren't you embarrassed?

However, Francis really overestimated Li Ang’s bottom line.

Awkward?

Someone invites lunch, what's the embarrassment?

So, Li Ang really crushed from the three-point line again.

This time, Francis tried his best to defend himself and tried hard to keep Li Ang outside.

However, Li Ang, who didn't want Bilian, just sat down and played for more than ten seconds.

He forced himself to the basket, raised his hand and scored the ball again.

Boss Fu is convinced. I have no experience in playing like this!

Seeing the NBA star guards being tortured to death by themselves in the future, Li Ang felt full of accomplishment.

NBA All-Star guards are just like this~

Don't doubt that Francis really won't get any advantage in one-on-one.

If you want to talk about comprehensive abilities, Li Ang is definitely not as good as Boss Fu now.

After all, Li Ang is now at a level where shooting is difficult even at open positions.

As for Francis, his nickname "self-disciplined version of Iverson", is enough to show his current strength.

But 1-to-1, sometimes people with the strongest comprehensive ability can win.

Many people may not believe it. The Heat, who reached the finals in 20 years of Li Ang's previous life, was not Jeff Weiner, but the unknown Meyers Leonard.

Most of the time, he just needs to beat his teammates and crush them to the basket to score.

People who have height and weight advantages often play more easily in 1-on-1.

The same is true for Li Ang. He may not be better than Boss, who plays a five-on-five game seriously.

But one-on-one, Li Ang will undoubtedly have a greater chance of winning.

"Stop, brother! We've been fighting like this all the time, and we don't care. You probably only know this trick, right? Is there anything else?"

Francis couldn't stand it, so he could only use his mouth to escape.

"Who do you look down on me? Of course I know other ways of playing!"

Li Ang also had a little inflated after scoring two goals. Speaking of which, apart from the hard-rotating back, he had not tried other offensive methods.

Just try it today!

So this time, Li Ang stood outside the three-point line with the ball in one hand.

Francis was shocked, he was finished!

Isn't this guy really having content, right?

There is no way, just Li Ang catches the ball with one hand, and anyone who sees it will be nervous.
To be continued...