Black Basket Ueno Juri

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Vulcan's eyes shifted from the barbecue meat in front of him to the table opposite.

I saw a tall and burly guy with a large plate of meat neatly placed in front of him. His height was even higher than that of Vulcan.

And when his plate of meat was served, it immediately attracted the attention of the entire barbecue restaurant. The gluttonous amount of food really made people look at him.

"Hmm...it's Number [-], what's his name?"

Biting into a piece of barbecue, Vulcan looked at it and thought, but couldn't remember the other person's name for a while.

"Kuniharu!"

At this moment, Murasakihara Atsushi, who was "working hard", said calmly, staring at that guy. He was Atsushi Murasakihara's opponent on the basketball court at the beginning. The jumping ball at the beginning, the opponent's jumping ability and keen observation allowed Atsushi Murasakihara to take note of the other party.

"Oh, I remember, it seems to be called Kunichun."

"Isn't that guy's appetite a bit alarming?"

Kise nodded, gestured to the height of the barbecue on the other party's table, and whispered secretly.

Others haven't spoken yet.

On the dining table nearby, after swallowing a mouthful of barbecue, Jack looked at Kise and the others' shocked eyes and suddenly sneered.

"Tch, our Guochun's appetite is not comparable to that of you guys."

Jack's voice just fell.

"Did he hear us?" Looking at Jack, Kise's face was shocked, and then he stood up angrily and looked at Jack.

"Hey, you guy, don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"

With blue veins popping out on his forehead, Jack resisted the urge to do something. The barbecue in his hand was almost crushed into a lump of meat. He looked at Kise and gritted his teeth and said, "With such a small distance apart, do you think we are deaf?" As he spoke, he Then he stretched out his hand to compare the distance between their dining tables, which was less than two meters.

Sitting aside, Ueno and the others looked at Kise speechlessly. Although they were also unhappy with Jack, they really couldn't blame him for eavesdropping.

The aisle distance was less than two meters, and coupled with Kise's voice, although his movements and expressions were in place, the voice was still a bit loud.

I'm afraid even the old man's table at the door can hear it.

Hearing this, Kise looked at the distance between the two tables and seemed to be the same.

"Is this a big appetite? Oh, compared to the little Vulcan, it's far behind."

Immediately, he ignored Jack's words. Kise looked at Jack provocatively. Kagami who was cooking next to him was a little confused but nodded subconsciously.

"Yes."

"Huh? Nani?" But as soon as he finished speaking, Kagami stood up and looked at Kise with wide eyes.

Far worse than me?

Shouldn't you say it's far worse than yourself?

Did I hear it wrong?Or are you wrong, Kise?

Kise, listen to what you are saying?

Doesn’t he know his own appetite?

This plate of barbecue is just right, I can only eat three or four pieces at most.After all, the portion of this barbecue is quite large, one piece is estimated to weigh half a catty.

The plate of barbecue in front of him is estimated to weigh more than ten kilograms.

It's already an exaggeration for him to cook more than ten kilograms of barbecue by himself.

Like Ueno and others, there are only three or four pieces of barbecue on the plate.

He didn't understand Kise's words just now, but he still subconsciously spoke out, because in his opinion, Kise must be fighting against that bastard named Jack.

He agreed very much with this, but he never expected that Kise would actually drag him into it.

Compared to the shocked Kagami, Kise calmly patted Kagami on the shoulder and gave Kagami, "Relax, don't be in a hurry, I have my eyes on everything." Then he turned around and continued to look at Jack and the others. He said provocatively; "Don't accept it?"

Looking at Kise's appearance, Kagami almost slapped his face with the barbecue in his hand.

Hearing this, anger flashed in Jack's eyes, but he was still somewhat rational and did not respond immediately. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Kunichun.

"Kuniharu, you?"

Although the words were not finished, Jack's meaning was obvious.

He was asking if Kunichun could eat Kagami.

Looking at the plate of eaten barbecue in front of Vulcan, Kunichun directly held the barbecue in front of him. His body, which was more than two meters tall, was like a mountain. He sat down directly opposite Vulcan and said with a loud sound: "I I want to compete with you."

Without answering Jack, Kunichun went straight to the point.

Looking at the plate of barbecue in front of Kunichun, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly fell from Kagami's forehead, and he hesitated.

If it's basketball, no matter how bad his condition is, he will never look back.

But he really hesitated to eat this.

Not to mention that he was already three-thirds full at the moment. Even in a state of complete victory (that is, without eating for three days), looking at the opponent's plate of barbecue made from a small mountain, he might not be able to eat more than the opponent.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and Kagami felt his back getting cold.

He kept looking at Ueno and the others. Different from the eyes on the court that were full of people asking for the ball, at this moment, his eyes were full of desire for survival. He really didn't want to take on this challenge. At this moment, he was in a dilemma.

At this moment, Kise slapped the table carelessly.

"It's a fight, little Vulcan, as the representative of the second team, eat for me and keep him down."

Kagami stiffened and almost didn't hit Kise.

Ueno looked at Kagami, who was already covered in cold sweat, and at Kise's high-spirited look. He smiled helplessly and shook his head secretly.

Today's Vulcan may find it difficult to "go out standing."

He knew Vulcan, and in this case, this guy would most likely agree to this duel.

And once you accept it, you will definitely eat it to death.

Tonight, I am destined to go out alone.

But Qingfeng and the others didn't take it too seriously to watch the excitement, and they all looked at it with great interest.

Even Hirono moved a stool over and sat down at some point.

He was looking at Kagami and Kunichun with excitement.

His face was covered with a few words, start quickly!

Chapter 123 Tonight, I, the God of Fire, will probably be gone

Vulcan never imagined that the situation would develop like this, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

With a bang on the table, Kagami forced himself to cheer up and fight, looked at Kunichun and said, "Okay, I, Kagami, will take it."

Kunichun looked at the roasted meat on Kagami's plate without making a sound. He directly grabbed a few pieces of roasted meat and wolfed it into his stomach like a wolf. After eating, he wiped the meat oil from the corner of his mouth and looked at Kagami's urn and said, "Okay, now it's fair. .”

Kagami's face twitched as he looked at Kuniharu, who still had an expression on his face even after eating several large pieces of barbecue.

I, God of Fire, will be gone tonight.

Although he already knew the general ending in his heart, Vulcan still looked like he had a chance to win.

"Okay, come on then!"

Kagami's high-spirited look at this moment suddenly gave Ueno an inexplicable feeling in his eyes.

It's like that, the wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.

"Okay, little Vulcan, you are worthy of being in our second team. Eat him down." Kise also patted Vulcan on the shoulder very excitedly.

"I'll be the referee!"

Hirono, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, also stood up, still wearing that annoying smile.

…………

aside.

The old man and Morimifou took a sip of each other's drinks, and their faces suddenly flushed. They glanced at the lively second and fourth teams on the side, and a flash of memories flashed in their eyes. They were once young.

"Hahaha, old man, the boys from your second team are really energetic." Morimibou drank the wine in one gulp and laughed.

"I really have nowhere to vent my energy. If I had known, I would have arranged more training for them." The old man chuckled.

"Young man, hahaha." Mori Yufang filled up his bag again, and then planned to refill it for the old man.

"No, old man, I'm not a young man anymore. I can't drink as well as before." His skinny right hand slowly covered the wine glass, and the old man smiled and stopped Mori Obo from refilling his drink.

At this moment, his face was already flushed with alcohol.

"Old man, you..." Looking at the old man's right hand blocking the cup, Morimifou wanted to say something, but when he saw the old man's wrinkled face, he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, and he looked a little lonely, but soon He quickly covered it up and said, "Okay, hahaha, old man, then I'll have this good wine tonight, all to myself."

Taking out a cigarette from nowhere, the old man lit it and started smoking slowly. His cloudy eyes looked towards Vulcan through the slowly rising smoke, with an inexplicable color flashing in his eyes. "You can enjoy it all to yourself slowly! Old man, I won't argue with you today."

"Hahaha, then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders!" Morimibou took another sip of a glass of wine. I don't know if the wine was too strong, or if he drank it too quickly. A large amount of wine red suddenly appeared on his face, and he filled it up for himself. Wine, Mori Obo sighed.

"In the blink of an eye, 30 years have passed, hahaha."

He became a disciple of the old man 30 years ago, and for some reasons, he and the old man have not seen each other for ten years, although they often communicated on the phone during this period.

If it weren't for this youth training, he really didn't know how long it would have been before he met the old man.

"Huh..." He exhaled a puff of smoke, wondering if he had drank too much. The old man's turbid eyes were full of sighs, "I always thought that I was far away from the word old, but in fact, it only took a moment."

"Old man, you are not old. With your body, you can probably beat those guys from your second team!" Morimibō said with a smile as a trace of discomfort flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, old man, I don't know what I am like, don't I know?" The old man picked up the unfinished wine glass, touched it lightly with Mori Obo, took a sip, and chuckled; "I am old, I am old. I didn’t do anything wrong, so what am I afraid of admitting?”

After saying that, a trace of loneliness and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. The old man put down his wine glass, took a deep breath of his old cigarette and said, "I don't know if I will have a chance to take a look..."

Halfway through the words, the old man stopped talking and just took a puff of cigarette again.

Seeing this, even though the old man didn't finish what he said, Morimibou also understood what the old man said.

The other side wants to go to that place where basketball players all over the world want to go again.

Although the old man cannot be a basketball player, he can set foot on that place again as a basketball coach.

"Don't worry, old man. This time, your second team has a very powerful guy." As he spoke, Morimibou looked towards Ueno.

Morimibou saw unlimited potential in this guy Ueno.

Or to put it simply.

That is, the word hope.

"Really?" The old man did not refute Morimifou, nor did he acknowledge the other party's words. He was just vague, asking and answering himself.

"Old man, why are you smoking again?" Just as the two of them were silent, Qiandao, who had gone out to buy food, came back.

As a beautiful woman, self-discipline is absolute.

Never touch meat after six o'clock in the evening.

And definitely don’t eat too much.

So she went out and bought some vegetables and a low-fat vegetarian sandwich.

Looking at the old man smoking, she wordlessly reached out and fanned the smoke floating in the air, her eyes full of disgust.

She was quite disgusted with the smell of smoke.

That is a woman's "aging agent."

Seeing Qiandao coming back, the old man immediately put out his cigarette and Shanshan smiled.

He doesn't usually smoke, but today he may have had enough alcohol and his craving for cigarettes started for no reason.

"Want to eat?"

Seeing the old man put out his cigarette, Qiandao stopped pursuing what he said. Instead, he placed the things he bought on the table and asked the old man and Morimifou.

She is actually half of the old man's apprentice, but she does not formally become a disciple like Mori Obo.

"No, men should eat meat and drink alcohol." Mori Gobo refused directly.

The old man also shook his head and said he didn't need it.

Seeing this, Qiandao didn't say much, but looked at the lively second team and his own team.