The villain of Kuaishou

Chapter 877 Amnesia: Evil Younger Beauty (13)

Feng Li glanced at Mo Qiuyi, and his sneering expression flashed across. Obviously, he had also heard about Yin Ruoan and Mo Qiuyi.

"Hey, don't leave after school."

Yin Ruo'an joked, but Mo Qiuyi, who was familiar with him, knew that he was angry.

Mo Qiuyi was his man, he was reluctant to say a serious word, and it was his turn to show a sarcastic look?

"Do not impulse."

Mo Qiuyi held Yin Ruo'an, and spoke in a low voice. Yin Ruo'an raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly: "My people, do you need him to point fingers?"

With a light snort, Yin Ruo'an looked at Feng Li with provocative and angry eyes.

So, let's make a quick decision.

Not confident?

Don't you think that Mo Qiuyi can't get on the stage?

It's not that he thinks that Yin Ruo'an is trash, so let the trash defeat him.

"I'm a striker."

The unquestionable tone made Mo Qiuyi frown, but he also knew that Yin Ruoan's decision cannot be changed.

"kindness."

When he arrived at the court, Yin Ruo'an did a few warm-up moves, but what he got in return was ridicule from the opponent.

"A weak chicken, is he ashamed to do warm-up?"

"Hahaha, go home and get some milk."

"That's right, but Captain Mo must be reluctant to let him work so hard, right?"

The contemptuous tone pushed Yin Ruo'an's anger to a peak again, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Sheng Mei will be wiped out by me."

Before Shengmei's players could speak again, the referee had already taken the ball onto the court, held the ball with one hand, and blew the whistle.

Both forwards bent over, waiting for the referee to throw the ball up.

When the referee threw the ball up, Yin Ruoan took the lead in jumping and passed the ball to the defender with one hand. After receiving the ball, the defender passed it to Mo Qiuyi without hesitation.

Mo Qiuyi glanced at the distribution of the players, he glanced at Yin Ruoan's position, and then made a fake shot to the left forward. When the opponent looked at the left forward, he passed the ball to Yin Ruoan again.

Yin Ruo'an, who had noticed Mo Qiuyi's eyes for a long time, was afraid that the other person would react and steal the ball, jumped up first, caught Qiu in mid-air, and then——

Miraculously, he actually turned around in the air and threw the ball towards the basket.

'bump--'

The referee blew the whistle and Lyons' score board became 2.
Sheng Mei didn't expect that a person who was regarded as a weak chicken would have such a strong ability. Now, they dare not underestimate the enemy anymore.

Feng Li's eyes flashed a light, and he turned his gaze to the people around him.

The people next to him nodded knowingly, and everyone in Shengmei showed a very familiar smile to Lyons.

This is, they are going to make a move...

The players looked at Yin Ruo'an worriedly, only Mo Qiuyi looked indifferent.

If it was someone else, maybe he would be a little nervous, but since this person is Yin Ruo'an, there is no need for him to worry.

After all, it would be considered unlucky for Feng Li to meet a master who refuses to suffer.

Feng Li stood under the basket and passed the ball to his own player. Yin Ruo'an ran over. Out of the corner of his eye, the opponent's personnel quickly squeezed over, and unintentionally stretched his legs.

Yin Ruo'an's face darkened, and he dared to play tricks, which happened just in time.

He squinted his eyes, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his lips, which made Mo Qiuyi silently light a piece of wax for Feng Li in his heart.

Yin Ruoan pretended to be tripped, and under the sound of exclamation from everyone, he stumbled and stepped on the leg of the opponent player who tripped him.

"what--"

The screams sounded, stunned everyone.

God's turning point——

(End of this chapter)