The Fifth Point Guard

  Chapter 465 The fan-like trash can team (first more)

  Wearing sunglasses and a beard, the wretched DJ couldn't help but feel moved when he saw the five-man group on the court.

  The trembling sound was transmitted through inferior sound and resounded through the stadium.

   "Wow, this is the'Trash Can Team' that hasn't shown up for nearly a month! Where are the cheers?"

   Immediately there was the same applause and cheers.

  Shen Tong watched in surprise as the people around him raised their arms and shouted hysterically.

   "Trash can! Trash can!"

  I’m afraid I didn’t even think that the trash can would be so popular on a seaside in Brazil, South America.

  Of course, it would not have thought that after 15 years, it would have a very lofty status, and humans would classify things before feeding it.

  Shen Tong, who didn’t understand the situation, whispered to a tall and loud middle-aged man next to him, “Hey, man, how are you.”

  The other party glanced at Shentong and said, "Old man, I haven't seen you very much, newcomer?"

  Shentong nodded quickly and said: "Yes, I came to Brazil to travel and happened to be playing by the sea. Just now I saw that it was crowded with people, so I came to join in the fun.

  The middle-aged man stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, shook hands with Shentong and introduced himself: "Neymar Santos."

  Shen Tong also immediately reported his name: "Just call me Drew."

As    was talking, someone took a top hat and walked in front of them.

  Neymar immediately took two banknotes from his pocket, put them into the hat with thick banknotes, and then took a blue number from the man's hand with the word "2" written on it.

  Shen Tong became curious and asked Neymar, "Neymar, what are you doing?"

  Neymar smiled and said, "You are new here and don’t understand the situation. Let me tell you the rules of the ‘Holy Land’."

   "Holy Land?"

   "Yes, this stadium is a holy land. Here, it is based on strength to speak, whoever plays well and who can dominate this stadium will get a bonus."

  "Do you mean the money just now?"

Neymar nodded and said: "Those are bets just now. If you bet on which team can win and which side bet is right, you can split all the bonus bet by the loser. Blue generally represents the away game, which is the challenger, and red is On behalf of the home field, it is the host. Just now Daniel’s Reaper team won, they represent the red side, the new trash can team is the blue side. In addition, in addition to those of us who bet, the teams on the field are also right. If you bet, the winner will win a certain bonus."

  Shentong remembered the team that just lost, and before leaving the field, he did put some money into the DJ’s hat, which seemed to be the price of losing.

"So, you just bet on the new Trash Can team. What are their backgrounds? They seem to be very popular. In my opinion, the Reaper team just now is very strong. Is this new team even better than them? ?"

  Neymar seemed to have opened up the chatterbox, eloquent and eloquent.

"You don't know this new team, they are the king's team in this stadium. These guys are all from the shanty town on the other side of the slum. It is said that when people there have no money to buy things, they go to the trash can. They searched for food, so they named themselves the "Trash Can" team. Their goal and motivation for playing is very simple, they are here to win prizes, and then they can eat a few full meals. For a while, they were the hottest here. The team, but it’s been a month since recently. I believe there are many people who don’t know this team well. They are really great. Now I have to win a few pens."

  After listening to Neymar, Shentong probably knows the situation of this field and the team on the field.

The players of the Trash Can team look bad at first glance. They are dressed in disorder. Some people are wearing vests, some are wearing T-shirts, and some are wearing decorator jeans. Both the clothes and pants look tattered and dirty. Xixi.

  The guy who spoke out just now is the head of the trash can team, named Bruno, who is about 1.85 meters tall and is a strong guy.

  A big man with a height of about 2.08 meters is named Leite.

  Even in this team there is a white woman with dyed red hair. People on the sidelines call her a turkey.

  The other two others are not good looking, but they don't seem to be the kind of guys who will drag their legs.

  According to Shentong’s observation, the most important thing for this team is Bruno and Leiter. As for why the white woman can become a member of the team, Shentong expressed interest.

"Hey, turkey, why is Baojian still not here? Is that kid still doing the dishes in a daze? He doesn't know how important this game is to us. Can he eat Mexican food tonight? Watch this." Bruno said to the red-haired woman with an unhappy expression.

The turkey blew out a bubble of chewing gum in his mouth, and said with an unhappy expression: "I don't know why this kid is late, you know he always does this, I'm not the fuck, I have to stare at him all the time, you You should ask Leiter, didn’t he pass by the restaurant where Baojian worked before he came here?"

   "Leiter, didn't you call Baojian on your way here?"

   "I yelled, but the restaurant manager said that Baojian would not be in the restaurant at noon today. I thought he had come a step earlier. Who would think he was not here."

   Bruno's brows were almost frowned into sword brows, his cheeks bulged in anger.

   "This stinky boy, dare to scream at this juncture. When I go to the bar next time, I won't take him in to play!"

  Turkey said, "I should be the one who is angry? I said that I would wait until he comes. You have to keep me in first, and I can't help you much for a while."

Bruno said: "They have won 4 games in a row. There is a lot of money to beat them. I can't let them get off the court after winning 5 games in a row~www.ltnovel.com~ just among the members of the trash can team. When talking, the players of the Reaper team were a little unhappy.

   "Why haven't the game started yet, what are you waiting for?"

   "If you don't have the courage to compete, just surrender directly."

   "We can also rest early after winning 5 consecutive games."

   "Hey—" the head of the Reaper team, Daniel, said.

   "You still can't fight. If you want to fight, hurry up. We don't have time to spend here. If you don't fight, the money will stay and the people will go down."

   Bruno's face showed an unhappy expression.

   "Let's start, soon you can leave empty-handed."

  Rhea of ​​the Trash Can team and Daniel of the Grim Reaper stood in the center of the court preparing to jump the ball.

Although Shentong came with a mission, he was also full of expectations for the upcoming game on the field.

  In the end, what kind of amazing performance will this poor-looking trash can team have.

  (End of this chapter)