Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

2019/4/23

"You idiot Chinese, wait for death!"

When Lee Xing came on stage, Hansblu squirted the first trash talk to him tonight.

So Li Xing gave the racket to his teammates behind him, rushed to the frontcourt and stuck Hansblu. After receiving the ball, he made a divine hook hit countless times in his previous life, the scene was already in a boiling state.

"I'll go fuck you!"

Hansblu wanted to fight back, but was directly knocked off by Li Xing.

The teammate picked up the ball and attacked again, but was still blocked.

The ball seemed to have recognized the master and ran towards the hands of North Carolina players in various ways, and Li Xing also shot six times in this round.

Especially the sixth cover.

Hansblu picked up the ball, and Li Xing was facing his back to him. This was his chance. When he got the ball and wanted to dunk, Li Xing turned around and stared at Hansblu with a pair of death-like eyes.

He jumped up and directly took Hansblu out of bounds in the air.

Hansblu's heart was about to stop, and he looked at Li Xing.

He stood under the basket, stared at him mockingly, and said:

"I am the king at the basket."

------------

This novel is a failed attempt. My original intention is to write about the failed rich second generation's transformation from nothing to something. Judging from the results, I obviously failed miserably. It is also this novel that makes me feel that we should write things we are good at. If there are fewer people, just look less. It is unrealistic to imagine that we can soar like other slutty bigwigs. In any case, at least I don't have eunuchs, even if I try to become such a ghost, I will just make a fuss. From the first chapter to the present, you should have confidence in my future novels - at least not eunuchs.

As for the others, I don’t know what to say. I thought a lot, but this is the word I typed out.

That's it. I don't plan to post those chapters that have not been posted before. It's just daily life, whether it's sent or not.

My new book has 600,000 words, and I can start slaughtering if I haven’t read it yet.

Thank you for your support.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next