NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 709 The Emperor's Team
The sound of seabirds, the bursts of waves.

The sky has gradually darkened, leaving only a touch of crimson in the western sky.

All 50 spectators on the sidelines watched this scene in amazement.

For a long time, no one made a sound.

After more than 10 seconds, someone said in surprise.

"Killed?!"

"Has the King of Venice been killed?"

"This...it's impossible."

The three young ladies in hot clothes seemed to have seen the most unbelievable thing at this moment.

The three of them remained silent for a long time, especially the red-haired girl.

Looking at Wang Yi is like looking at a monster.

Then she kept shaking her head.

No, it's impossible.

How could the King of Venice be killed?

The King of Venice is so powerful, how could he be killed by an old man in his 60s?

However, the facts were before her eyes, and she couldn't help but not believe it.

What did someone on the sidelines think of at this time?
"This guy can't be Uncle Drew, can he?"

As far as the scene unfolding in front of me, I am afraid that only Uncle Drew can explain it.

Naturally, these fans have also seen that movie.

But that's just a movie after all.

In reality, no old man in his 70s or [-]s can beat a young man.

It's too Nima fantasy.

And they saw that the old man's skill was still far behind that of Uncle Drew.

Whether it's driving off the dribble or defending -- sorry, he doesn't drive at all, and he doesn't defend at all.

There is only one thing, the shooting is accurate.

It's so damn accurate.

In the end, more than half of the 50-plus viewers thought they couldn't possibly be Uncle Drew posing as a professional player.

Only a small half of the people still had doubts in their hearts.

Wang Yi turned around at this time, looked at the red-haired girl on the sidelines, and showed a squinting expression:

"Have you figured out what posture to use to be kissed by me?"

The red-haired girl frowned again.

She is not afraid of being kissed, and she has been kissed by more than one person.

But being kissed by a bad old man is fucking disgusting.

At this time, the lore-killed King of Venice was still in a daze.

James and Jay Chou also stepped forward to high-five Wang Yi.

James said: "I didn't expect you, an old man, to be as brave as you were back then."

Jay Chou also said in English: "I saw your shadow when I was young."

Wang Yi shook his head: "It's nothing to be proud of, it's just a lesson to a child."

Then he pointed to the other two players of the Venetian army and said, "I think you two old guys are also itchy, why don't you challenge them?"

James pointed to the King of Venice behind Wang Yi: "I want to challenge this guy."

Wang Yi shrugged: "You can do whatever you want, but I think this guy has already been beaten by me. I'm afraid it's meaningless to challenge him."

The audience on the sidelines couldn't help being furious when they heard this.

The King of Venice has dominated the course for more than a year, and many of them often come to see him play.

Even those professional players would bow down before the King of Venice.

What kind of thing is this old guy to say that it is no fun to challenge the King of Venice.

The King of Venice finally came to his senses at this time, he looked at Wang Yi and then at James.

"Would you like to have a game? I mean a real 3-on-3."

Wang Yi shook his head disdainfully: "Your bet has not been fulfilled before, and you want to challenge again?"

The King of Venice looked at the crowd.

Then he turned to Wang Yi with solemn eyes: "I will keep my promise, but do you dare to play 3v3 with us?"

3 vs 3 is different from 1V1.

3 on 3 requires movement and the cooperation of teammates.

The King of Venice lost, but the Venetian army could not lose.

If you lose, you will lose face, but if you lose, you will not dare to challenge them, then you will lose face to the Venetian army, that is, you will lose face to your brothers.

You can lose face yourself, but you must never let your brothers lose face along with them.

Wang Yi saw that this guy was excited.

Then he turned his head to look at James and Jay Chou who were already gearing up next to him.

"I see you two old guys are also itching, so let's have a 3v3."

James and Jay Chou nodded again and again: "Of course."

Wang Yi then asked James, "Is your diabetes okay?"

James said in his heart, what kind of diabetes do I have?

But since he is acting now, he can only nod: "No problem."

Wang Yi asked Jay Chou again: "JAY, is your hemorrhoid okay? If you exercise vigorously, won't it happen again?"

"puff……"

Jay Chou almost didn't spit out.

This guy Wang Yi is too bad.

But under the current circumstances, he can only answer: "No problem."

In this way, James and Jay Chou were hurt by Wang Yi, and there was nothing they could do.

The audience on the sidelines almost fell to the ground laughing when they heard the conversation between the three.

What's this all about.

Before going on stage, ask whether diabetes is important or not, and whether hemorrhoids have occurred again.

These are also three talents.

Then the three came to the center of the field.

James suddenly seemed to remember something: "By the way, our team must have a name, right?"

Jay Chou seemed to have an idea long ago: "How about calling it Emperor Squad?"

The name naturally has a meaning.

First of all, the name sounds very Jay Chou.

He has always liked to pretend to be cool (no pejorative), and this name fits his fancy.

Secondly, James is called the king, and Wang Yi is also called the king who has just enthroned.

And Jay Chou himself aspires to be the emperor of music.

The team formed by the three emperors is naturally called the Emperor Squad.

The surrounding audience laughed when they heard that they called themselves the Emperor's Squadron.

Although judging from Wang Yi's performance just now, these three old men should not be ordinary old men.

Young people should have two brushes.

But they actually call themselves the Emperor's Squad, which is a bit ridiculous.

Wang Yi and others ignored their ridicule.

Instead, I found it amusing.

Wait 10 minutes and you'll know who the clown is.

By this time the sun had sunk completely below the horizon, and it was getting darker and darker.

The lights on the side of the court have been turned on.

The positions of the two sides have been decided. Although the King of Venice has always been arrogant before, after being killed by Wang Yi once, he now looks a lot more low-key.

The little man with white short sleeves just stood there with a faint smile, neither low-key nor high-key.

Instead, the burly and muscular man in the black vest came directly in front of James.

He raised his chin to James: "Old guy, don't be scared to cry later, we have always been only responsible for crying, not coaxing."

Wang Yi smiled.

This guy is really looking for abuse.

Then he threw the ball directly to the muscular man and said a word in Chinese.

"Dang Mao, kick off."

To Wang Yi's surprise, the burly and muscular man glared at him suddenly.

He said aggressively in Chinese: "Call me pretty boy."

(End of this chapter)