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Chapter 1690 Bet With Jordan

Wang Yi laughed out loud after hearing Jordan's words.

What would Jordan think if he said "Only old men with nothing to do in our village play this game"?
The two took a sip of red wine.

Even though Wang Yi is not a wine drinker, he still feels that the taste of this red wine is really extraordinary.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at this time, you can clearly see the afterglow of the setting sun on the horizon.

The two drank, admired the sunset, and chatted.

Then the two chatted about many things, but they didn't talk about basketball alone.

Jordan is different from Mr. Bo.

The old man is a very wise old man. He has a lot of things in his mind. Wang Yi felt very knowledgeable when he talked about basketball with him.

He chatted with Wang Yi about basketball, as if an old senior was imparting knowledge to a junior.

Jordan is different. His competitive spirit is completely incomprehensible to ordinary people.

His team will play against Wang Yi's team tomorrow.

At this time, it is impossible for him to chat with Wang Yi about basketball.

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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 very elegant cigars, cut off the two ends of the cigars with a cigar cutter, and handed one to Wang Yi.

Although Wang Yi doesn't smoke much, since he is invited by the basketball god, he can barely smoke a couple of puffs.

Take it, click it, and take a sip.

The heavy smoke smell made Wang Yi cough again and again.

Tears flowed out.

In fact, when Wang Yi was in junior high school, out of curiosity, he also borrowed cigarettes from his classmates.

Although it was the first time I smoked a cigarette, I didn't choke at that time. Why did the cigar smell so strong.

Seeing this, Jordan laughed out loud, showing his white teeth.

"You can't smoke? That's a waste of my cigar."

Wang Yi smiled wryly: "I'm sorry, the god of basketball handed me the cigarette, even if I don't know how to smoke it, I have to smoke it with me."

As he spoke, he took another two breaths, but this time he didn't choke.

Soon the room was filled with a strong smell of cigars.

Seeing that the bottle of red wine had been dried up, Jordan crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Wang Yi also crushed his half-smoked cigars in an ashtray.

Then Jordan took Wang Yi and the two to the basketball court on the first floor.

There was no basketball hall in this building, but because of Jordan's investment, a basketball hall was built on the first floor two years ago.

The basketball hall is free for the insiders of the apartment, and charges for the outsiders.

The fee is not expensive, and most people can easily afford it.

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 is a wave of people among them, and Sanqiu is among them.

At this time, it should obviously have just started, and the three-goal sweat has not yet come out.

At this moment, some spectators on the sidelines noticed Jordan's arrival.

"Oh, Michael is here, take a look!"

Everyone turned their heads one after another, and they saw Jordan coming, and they greeted him one after another.

Someone discovered Wang Yi and began to greet Wang Yi.

Still, a few booed him because of recent events.

"Shh..."

"Is he the ruthless brother uploaded on the Internet recently?"

"An inhuman fellow."

Wang Yi also ignored the boos of these people.

At this time, the two groups of people on the field saw Jordan and Wang Yi coming, and they also stopped the game.

Jordan said to one of them, "Can I use the court now?"

Some of the people in that wave were residents in this apartment building.

He nodded again and again: "Of course, you invested in the construction of the stadium, and you can use it however you want."

As he said that, he took the rest of the people out of the stadium and came to the seats on the sidelines.

Jordan receives a black basketball from the sidelines.

The gaps on the basketball are drawn with golden lines, and the whole basketball looks low-key and luxurious.

At this time, Sanqiu found the boss coming.

He came over to say hello to Jordan, who waved his hand and said:
"You can just watch from the side, and I will compare with Wang Yi."

The three balls also retreated to the sidelines.

Jordan held the ball and said to Wang Yi:

"My physical fitness is not as good as yours, and I am not as good as you in all aspects of jumping now, so there must be a rule for the two of us to compare."

Wang Yi nodded: "You say."

Jordan said: "Choose any area between the three-point line and the penalty area as a shooting point. But the premise is that you can't dribble. As long as the ball leaves your hands, it must be a shot. Whether the shot is made or not, it will be exchanged. The right to the ball, it's 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 went on to say, "Today we'll just take a small gamble, how about fifty thousand dollars?"

Wang Yi nodded again: "It's a small gamble, then fifty thousand dollars."

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 will 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 the words fell, Wang Yi jumped up and shot the ball directly in his hand.

The basketball floated gently into the basket like a thousand paper cranes.

Jordan didn't look back at the game, but looked at Wang Yi.

If he understood those stalks, he might say "Young people don't talk about martial arts" at this time.

The people on the sidelines shook their heads when they saw that Wang Yi shot directly 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.

Jordan also made a jumping action immediately after receiving the ball.

This fake action was so realistic that Wang Yi was shaken.

Jordan waited until Wang Yi jumped to the highest point and then began to fall, before he jumped up leisurely.

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 slamming sound.

There was a burst of applause at the scene.

Wang Yi looked at Jordan with a little surprise in his eyes.

I still underestimated this 67-year-old man.

He didn't expect Jordan's fake moves to be so realistic, and he had never seen such a real player with fake moves.

Then it was Wang Yi's turn to attack.

Jordan threw the ball to Wang Yi.

This time Wang Yi didn't use any fake moves, but directly planned to fight.

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 bounce was when he was young, it is impossible for him to overwhelm Wang Yi now.

(End of this chapter)