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Chapter 39 [Dead old man, my bones are dead! 】—Please follow up! ! !

After the motorcycle hooligans regained the ball, their offense became more cautious, and there was no easy move to lose the ball.

They attacked several times, either the short-cut man scored suddenly, or the man with glasses and the baboon face scored together.

Soon, the score on the field came to 1:9.

At this moment, not only the motorcycle gangsters thought they would win, but even the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it anymore, and lamented:
"It's too uncomfortable to be alive today!"

"The anchor is really good at playing basketball!"

"Yeah, playing for so long, apart from grabbing a rebound, there is nothing else to do."

"This live broadcast made me feel so wronged!"

"RNM!! MONEY BACK!!!"

"..."

Shen Jingbing saw the barrage and didn't say anything.

It's time for the motorcycle punks to serve again.

Shen Jingbing followed the man with glasses to the middle circle.

The difference in strength between the two teams was too great, and the inch-cut man had long since lost his interest in attacking, and had been fishing for rebounds all the time.

And the main offensive force of the motorcycle gangsters was also replaced by a man with glasses and a baboon face.

The man in glasses throws the ball to Baboon Face.

The baboon looked at the uncle who opened his hands to defend, squinted his eyes, and slowly dribbled the ball.

So far, he has only contributed one point out of nine.

Not to mention the inch-cut man, the man with glasses has scored three goals.

Now that he got the ball, Baboon wanted to score another point, otherwise it would be too embarrassing in front of his brothers.

But he tried to break through several times, but was blocked by the uncle.

Seeing that it was difficult to score a breakthrough, he simply turned around, dribbled the ball, and began to drive inward.

The baboon's face and figure are not to say very fat, but at least one hundred and thirty to forty catties.

With such a weight, the uncle's thin body is naturally difficult to defend.

Soon, Baboon dribbled the ball to the bottom of the penalty area, and scored with a shot and smashed the board.

After scoring the goal, he pointed at the uncle and grinned and said:

"Damn old man, eat more, my bones are dead!"

Hearing this, even the sunny and cheerful old man couldn't help but pursed his lips and didn't answer the words.

He had already been beaten on the face and back by the baboon, and he still spoke so rudely that anyone else would feel uncomfortable.

Hearing what the baboon face said, Zhao Sisi couldn't help but get angry and gave him a hard look.

And the audience in the live broadcast room were also filled with righteous indignation:
"With this kid's quality, he won't be able to eat four dishes in his life!"

"This fucker spits everywhere, utters dirty words, plots to beat the teacher in charge, bullies the weak with the strong... This group of scum is all over the place!"

"Steamer! You get angry just looking at it!!"

"If I can switch bodies with the anchor, I'll beat up these little bastards immediately! Let them be ashamed when they see basketball in the future!"

"Brothers, I'm in the same school as these guys, I'm so angry, I'll meet them offline tomorrow!"

"Brother, give me two punches to vent my anger!"

"Hit until he kneels on the ground and calls mom!"

"..."

Another point for Baboon Face.

The score came to 1:10.

Shen Jingbing narrowed his eyes——

The hunting time has begun! !
Seeing the man in glasses picking up the ball and preparing to serve it again, he took a deep breath and said to everyone:

"Pause for a minute and drink some water!"

The man with glasses patted the ball, dissatisfied and said:

"It's the last ball, let's drink after playing!"

Shen Jingbing smiled, ignored him, turned around and came under the basketball hoop, took out a bottle of C'estbon from the black bag, and took a sip.

Then he picked up the phone and tapped the screen with his fingers.

From the eyes of the glasses man and the others, Shen Jingbing seemed to have replied a WeChat message.

But at this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room noticed that the title of the live broadcast room had quietly changed:
[Basketball game live broadcast, watch the host comeback at 1:10 against the wind, let the opponent look at the ball with fear! ! 】

Seeing this headline, netizens were angry and laughed:

"I can't laugh anymore, the anchor is here to make a joke, right?"

"Changing the title to this, can you win the game?"

"As far as the basketball level of the anchor is concerned, don't play games in this life!"

"I still want to come back against the wind at 1:10. Do you think you are Yi Jianlian?"

"Laugh, such an arrogant anchor, I will cancel directly!"

"..."

Looking at the barrage rolling on the live streaming glasses, Shen Jingbing smiled lightly.

Such a live broadcast title, even on the entire live broadcast platform, is quite against the sky.

Especially some basketball fans, after seeing the title of this live broadcast, they clicked in without blinking their eyes.

This is a very attractive title, which instantly increases the number of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Jingbing turned on the system and said in his heart:

"Receive basketball (top amateur) skills!"

The moment the thought fell in my heart, countless information flowed into my mind.

Game rules, basic movement techniques, offensive and defensive awareness...

At the same time, Shen Jingbing felt a warm current flow into his body, and itching sensations came from all over his body.

According to the introduction of the system, basketball skills are divided into amateur level (city level), professional level (provincial level), national level, and world level.

As for the top amateur level, it sounds a bit average, but at the county and city level, it can be regarded as a master.

To achieve this level of basketball, a strong physique is naturally indispensable.

As the warm current passed, Shen Jingbing felt that his whole body was full of strength.

He spread his arms, raised his head, and took a soft breath.

Afterwards, Shen Jingbing returned to the court.

With the city's top basketball skills, the moment he stepped on the court, he showed a sense of confidence from the inside out.

Confidence is the pinnacle!
...............

The game continues!

Match point!

Scorer: 1:10
Beauty is Justice

VS
motorcycle gangsters
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Coming to the man with glasses, Shen Jingbing squatted halfway, lowered his weight, narrowed his eyes and said:

"It's time to start!"

Looking at Shen Jingbing who suddenly became serious, the man with glasses was a little confused.

But at this moment the score on the court has come to 1:10, even if Shen Jingbing is a hidden basketball master, but he is only serious now, it is too late!

Seeing the baboon face running towards him, the man with glasses pushed his hands, ready to pass the ball to him.

The ball was passed without issue, heading straight for where the baboon's face was running.

Behind the baboon's face is the uncle who is guarding tightly.

Just as Baboon Face was about to reach out to catch the ball and repeat the previous play, when the game ended, suddenly an arm with bulging veins lay across the middle, with five fingers spread out, and with a bang, it caught the ball directly in the air——

see this scene.

The whole place was silent.

The baboon was stunned, and his body, which was still running just now, suddenly froze.

The arm of the man with glasses who just pushed the ball stopped in the air.

Zhao Sisi looked at Shen Jingbing and opened his mouth wide.

The uncle bit his cheek with a dull expression.

Only the short-haired man, who was in a daze just now, didn't notice what happened just now. He touched his head, feeling the silent atmosphere on the field, and didn't know what happened.

(End of this chapter)