Wang Yi laughed loudly after hearing Jordan's words.
What would Jordan think if he said, "Only old men in our village who have nothing to do play this?"
The two took a sip of red wine.
Even though Wang Yi is not a good drinker, he still felt that the taste of this red wine was indeed extraordinary.
Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, you can clearly see the sunset on the horizon.
The two were drinking, admiring the sunset, and chatting.
Next, the two talked about many things, but they didn't talk about basketball.
Jordan is different from Mr. Bo.
The old man is a very wise old man with a lot of things in his mind. Wang Yi found it very insightful to talk about basketball with him.
When he talked about basketball with Wang Yi, it was like an old man imparting knowledge to a junior.
Jordan is different. His competitiveness is completely difficult for ordinary people to understand.
His team will play Wang Yi's team tomorrow.
It is impossible for him to talk basketball with Wang Yi at this time.
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About half an hour later, it was completely dark, and the city's street lights were strung together.
Jordan took out a box of elegant cigars, cut off both ends of the cigar with a cigar cutter, and handed one to Wang Yi.
Although Wang Yi doesn't smoke much, since he is invited by the God of Basketball, he can barely smoke a few puffs.
I took it and lit it, then took a sip.
The strong smell of cigarette smoke immediately choked Wang Yi and made him cough repeatedly.
Tears flowed out.
In fact, when Wang Yi was in junior high school, out of curiosity, he borrowed cigarettes from his classmates to smoke.
Although it was my first time smoking, I didn't choke at that time. Why did the cigar smell so strong?
When Jordan saw this, he burst out laughing, showing his white teeth.
"You don't know how to smoke? That's a waste of my cigar."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, even if I don't know how to smoke the cigarette that the God of Basketball handed me, I still have to smoke it with you."
He said and took two more puffs, but this time he didn't choke.
Soon the room was filled with the strong smell of cigars.
Seeing that the bottle of wine was finished, Jordan crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
Wang Yi also crushed his half-smoked cigar in the ashtray.
Then Jordan took Wang Yi to the basketball hall on the first floor.
This building originally did not have a basketball gym, but because of Jordan's investment, a basketball gym was built on the first floor two years ago.
The basketball court is free for residents within the apartment, but there is a fee for outsiders.
The fees are not expensive and can be easily afforded by ordinary people.
This arena is a normal 28-meter-long basketball court.
There are about 100 seats around.
At this time, there are two groups of people on the court playing two halves.
There was a wave of people among them, and Sanqiu was among them.
At this time, it was obviously not long after the game started, and the three goals had not yet broken out.
At this moment, some spectators on the sidelines noticed Jordan's arrival.
"Oh, Michael is here, look!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Jordan arriving, and they greeted Jordan one after another.
Someone discovered Wang Yi and began to say hello to Wang Yi.
However, due to recent events, some people are still booing him.
"Shh..."
"Is he the ruthless brother who was uploaded on the Internet recently?"
"Inhuman guy."
Wang Yi also ignored the boos from these people.
At this time, two groups of people on the field saw Jordan and Wang Yi arriving, and they also stopped playing.
Jordan said to one group of people: "Can I use the court now?"
Some of the people in that wave were residents of this apartment building.
He nodded repeatedly: "Of course, you invested in and built the stadium. You can use it however you want."
With that said, he led the rest of the people out of the stadium and came to the seats on the sidelines.
Jordan received a black basketball from the sidelines.
The gaps on the basketball are outlined with golden lines, making the entire basketball look low-key and luxurious.
At this time, Sanqiu noticed that the boss was coming.
He came over to greet Jordan, and Jordan waved his hand and said:
"You can just watch from the side, and I will compete with Wang Yi on the mid-range shot."
Those three goals also retreated to the sidelines.
Jordan held the ball and said to Wang Yi:
"My physical fitness is not as good as yours, and my current jumping ability is not as good as yours in all aspects, so if we compare, we have to add a rule."
Wang Yi nodded: "You say."
Jordan said: "Choose any area between the three-point line and the restricted area line as a shooting point. But the prerequisite is that you cannot dribble. As long as the ball leaves your hand, it must be a shot. Regardless of whether the shot is made or not, it will be exchanged.
Right to the ball, this is fair to you and me."
Wang Yi nodded: "Yes."
Jordan continued: "Every 10-ball game, whoever hits the 10th ball first wins."
Wang Yi nodded again: "Yes."
Jordan continued: "Let's just make a small bet today, how about fifty thousand dollars?"
Wang Yi nodded again: "For a small gamble, it's $50,000."
Everyone around was speechless.
Fifty thousand dollars is called a small gamble?
Only billionaires like them can say this.
Then Jordan said: "You are a guest from afar, so you should attack first."
So Wang Yi nodded and stood directly on the free throw line.
Jordan threw the ball to Wang Yi.
He clapped his hands, spread his hands and said to Wang Yi: "Come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yi jumped up and shot the ball directly in his hand.
The basketball floated gently into the basket like a paper crane.
Jordan did not look back to watch the ball, but looked at Wang Yi.
If he understood those jokes, he might say "Young people don't follow martial ethics" at this time.
Everyone on the sidelines shook their heads when they saw Wang Yi taking action without waiting for Jordan to be ready.
At this time, it was Jordan's turn to attack, and he also chose to stand on the free throw line.
Wang Yi threw the ball to Jordan.
The moment Jordan caught the ball, he immediately took off.
This fake action was so realistic that Wang Yi was shaken up.
Jordan waited until Wang Yi reached the highest point and then began to fall, then he jumped up calmly.
It was impossible for Wang Yi to cover him. The basketball lightly passed over Wang Yi's head and finally fell into the basket with a swish.
The scene immediately burst into cheers.
Wang Yi looked at Jordan with a little surprise in his eyes.
I still underestimated this 67-year-old man.
He had no idea that Jordan's fake moves were so realistic. He had never seen a player with such realistic fake moves.
Next it was Wang Yi's turn to attack.
Jordan threw the ball to Wang Yi.
This time Wang Yi did not use any fake moves, but directly planned to do it.
Jordan knew that with Wang Yi's jumping height, it would be difficult for him to block Wang Yi.
After all, he is 67 years old. No matter how good his jumping was when he was young, he cannot beat Wang Yi now.
Chapter completed!