Chapter 47: Storm on the Stadium(1/3)
Fengcheng University.
North District Basketball Court.
Anger.
Lin Yu, Lao San, Lao Wu and others rest on the sidelines.
They played three shots.
Lin Yu took out a towel and wiped the sweat from his head.
"Fourth brother, how about the car driving?" Lao Wu asked quietly.
Lin Yu immediately stopped him with a look of a knife.
"Shut up, it's rotten in your stomach."
Lin Yu looked at the big bear, but it was fine.
A long distance.
Lao Wu's voice is low.
Lao Wu's eyes turned and he nodded.
The generous spirit of rushing towards Lin Yu was considered to be agreed.
Pick up Lin Yu's water and started drinking it.
After drinking, it was placed in its original place.
Lin Yu picked it up again and put it on the edge of the old fifth leg.
It means that this bottle was given to him.
Put the unopened bottle into your backpack.
Lao Wu looked at Lin Yu sadly, "What's wrong with you still dislike me?"
"Fart, who knows you have tasted Boli seaweed?"
"Boli Seaweed?...what is it?"
Lao Wu asked in confusion.
"Fished and salty!"
Lin Yu looked at the other party leisurely and said.
Looking at Lao Wu's eyes were dull, he thought to let it go.
Just be happy inside.
Lin Yu recalled that sentence.
"I know the taste of the sea!"
Just when Lin Yu was very happy.
Please come to your door.
Wang Bo was fine in the afternoon and came to the stadium with his brothers to play.
At the rest stall, I accidentally saw Lin Yu.
I had hated me all morning.
This will get even more aggravated when you see it.
So I killed everyone with the younger brothers.
Six or seven young men, holding basketballs and wearing uniforms.
Still blowing a rogue whistle.
Yoho!
Looking for trouble?
Lin Yu guessed that it would be for Li Zhihan.
Lin Yu was amused when he saw this.
These two-forced teenagers have never experienced the severe beatings of society.
What's the saying?
If you win, go to jail, if you lose, you will be hospitalized!
Don't mess with a hot-headed boy!
Not afraid of trouble.
Maybe it's because of youth, due to excessive hormone secretion.
Be impulsive, regardless of consequences.
Pick up the knife and you can let your opponent go, and finally harm others and yourself.
Wang Bo was hugged by them.
Looking down at Lin Yu.
What kind of eyes are that?
The powerful look at the ants?
Lin Yu was calm in his heart, and his eyes looked at Wang Bo even more calmly.
A little brother came out, "Your name is Lin Yu?" asked Lin Yu proudly.
Generally, little hooligans appear in this order, right?
The eldest brother is behind, and the younger brother is fighting for a wave first.
"Swish!"
Brother Wang Bo is angry and wants to step forward.
Lin Yu waved his hand, "I don't mean to joke with you, I can't tell you."
Looking at Wang Bo, he said, "Wang Bo, say, what are you doing with me? Make a way out."
Smiling and waiting for Wang Bo's move.
The old man whose soul has entered middle-aged life looks at these young men with tender faces.
I found it surprisingly interesting.
The third and fifth brother stood beside Lin Yu.
Lin Yu felt a little warm.
At this time, Wang Bo spoke, "It's just that you are unhappy! You are so pretentious!"
The sound is loud and a little rapid.
Lin Yu smiled, but didn't talk to him.
Turn around and take out a stack of money from your backpack, and count it.
Put it on the ground.
Looking at the other party, he said, "Okay, look at your dressing, your skills should be good."
Then he said, "Two games, one-on-one, three-on-three, each bet is this number."
Beibi, General!
Fighting is impossible.
Can't say it like them.
Lin Yu would not do such a thing that harms others and oneself.
And there is no Jedi, if the Jedi, you will take action.
Now, Wang Bo has fallen into the verbal trap.
Whether to bet or not, if you win, you can take the money and leave, you can't fight.
If you lose, you will be ridiculed when you fight in anger.
I'm afraid no one will hang out with him in the future.
Big brother is too fucked, but he has no followers.
Lin Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Bo.
Wang Bo secretly hated this evil guy.
Retreat at this time is not the demeanor of being a big brother.
I hate this pretentious style more than in the morning!
To be continued...