Yang Hongzhi smiled and strode forward. He sneered in his heart: Show mercy? I'm sorry, I'm here to embarrass this rotten loach!
At this time, Su Bei just picked up the ball and ran in front of Xiao Luo, asking for credit: "Dad is so good, Dad, keep shooting."
Xiao Luo touched her head affectionately and took the basketball.
But when he turned around and was about to shoot, Yang Hongzhi stood in front of him and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, you seem to be good at basketball. How about we play one-on-one?"
"Not interested!"
Xiao Luo faintly replied, pulled Su Bei to the other side, and shot the ball into the basket.
"Dad is so good."
Su Bei was so happy that it was as if she was the one who shot it. She ran towards the basketball and then returned to Xiao Luo with it in her arms. She became Xiao Luo's exclusive pick-up player.
"If you shoot one more, we won't play anymore, okay?" Xiao Luo said with a smile.
The little girl nodded heavily and cleverly said: "Okay."
Xiao Luo turned around, faced the basket, jumped up, and shot the basketball.
But at this time, Yang Hongzhi rushed over like a tiger, jumped high, and then slammed his right hand. The basketball that just left Xiao Luo's right hand was hit out of bounds by him.
It was a clean, neat, and perfect block!
If such a block appeared in the game, it would definitely be a blow to the morale and enthusiasm of the shooter. It would even make the shooter's head buzz.
"Good!!!"
Yang Hongzhi's two bodyguards applauded enthusiastically.
"This block is beautiful."
In the distance, Shen Qingyan also nodded with great appreciation.
"Shameless!" Su Li commented plainly.
Shen Qingyan thought for a moment and immediately echoed: "Young Master Yang is really shameless."
Su Bei froze in place, staring at the basketball that was intercepted by Yang Hongzhi with a pair of big eyes.
Xiao Luo's face was expressionless.
Yang Hongzhi picked up the basketball and walked in front of Su Bei. He shook the ball and smiled, "Beibei, how about Uncle Yang score a goal for you?"
Without waiting for the little girl's response, he dribbled the ball and sprinted under the basket. Then, he made a three-step layup. His body rotated 180 degrees in the air, and with a hook of his right hand, he gently placed the ball into the basket. His movements were elegant and natural, and extremely beautiful.
Yang Hongzhi picked up the basketball again and glanced at Su Li from the corner of his eyes. It seemed that he was performing basketball moves for Su Li, but in fact, he was performing in front of Su Li.
"Xiao Bei, look at Uncle Yang's move again!"
He dribbled the ball and sprinted toward the bottom of the basket again. It was still a three-step layup, but he changed his midair movement. The basketball went around his crotch, and his hand gently lifted it up. The basketball successfully went into the basket again. It was obvious that he switched hands with his crotch.
Then, he performed an empty reverse windmill pull-up, a backhand switch layup, a 360-degree crotch switch hands layup … The difficulty coefficient was getting higher and higher. His movements were very sharp, and he walked as if he was flying. It was very visually pleasing.
In addition to Yang Hongzhi's two bodyguards, even Shen Qingyan couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Yang is so handsome. If he played like this in college, I'm afraid that a lot of little girls would be attracted."
Su Li didn't speak. Although she didn't want to admit it, Yang Hongzhi's basketball level was indeed very high.
After completing a series of layups, Yang Hongzhi's breathing was somewhat rapid, and his body was sweating a lot. He walked over with the ball in his arms, bent over and smiled at Su Bei, "Beibei, does Uncle Yang look good playing basketball?"
The little girl couldn't lie. She nodded and weakly replied, "Good."
"Do you want to play with Uncle Yang?" Yang Hongzhi asked.
The little girl looked up at Xiao Luo, then hugged Xiao Luo's thigh and shook her head without hesitation, "I … I like to play with Dad."
Yang Hongzhi's eyes flashed with a trace of haze and he smiled, "Do you want to know if Uncle Yang or your father is better?"
The little girl didn't speak and timidly hid behind Xiao Luo.
Yang Hongzhi stood up straight and looked at Xiao Luo, "Mr. Xiao, let's play. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you have fun."
"You should find someone else."
Xiao Luo was too lazy to pay attention to him. He pulled Su Bei and walked out of the court.
Yang Hongzhi gritted his teeth, and a trace of coldness appeared on his face. Then, he directly threw the ball at Xiao Luo.
"Hoo ~"
The basketball was almost parallel to the ground, aiming at the back of Xiao Luo's head. It was very hard, and it made a sound.
Xiao Luo's eyes moved slightly. He turned around and opened his five fingers. The whistling basketball stopped steadily in his hand. His arm was parallel to the ground, and he firmly grasped the basketball with one hand.
"Oh … your reaction is fast enough!"
Yang Hongzhi's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and he smiled.
Xiao Luo's eyes turned cold, and a cold aura rippled out from him in all directions.
Shen Qingyan shuddered and said to herself, "This damn weather, why do I feel cold all of a sudden?"
"Beibei, go to your mother."
Xiao Luo touched Su Bei's head and said softly.
"Dad, are you going to play basketball with Uncle Yang?" The little girl blinked her eyes.
"Yes." Xiao Luo chuckled.
Hearing this, Yang Hongzhi's face showed a victorious smile. He was happy to see this result.
"Dad, you can do it."
Su Bei cheered for Xiao Luo, and then trotted back to Su Li's side.
Xiao Luo held the basketball and walked in front of Yang Hongzhi. The two were about the same height, about 1.77 meters.
He asked faintly, "How do we play?"
If he didn't have any reaction after being bullied, it wouldn't be him. Yang Hongzhi had successfully angered him. If Zhang Dashan was present, he would say that Yang Hongzhi had hit the jackpot.
"It's very simple. Whoever scores ten goals first will win." Yang Hongzhi said confidently.
"Who's going first?" Xiao Luo asked.
"You're the guest, you go first."
Yang Hongzhi made a gesture of invitation, with a smile on his face, confident and calm.
Xiao Luo stood outside the three-point line and threw the ball to Yang Hongzhi. Yang Hongzhi threw the ball back to him. This was the rule of one-on-one bullfighting. After the other party passed the ball to you, the game officially began.
"Rotten loach, watch this young master beat you ten to zero!"
Yang Hongzhi sneered in his heart, then lowered his center of gravity, slightly stretched his arms, and made a defensive posture.
However, he didn't even have time to react before Xiao Luo jumped directly outside the three-point line and threw the basketball.
The basketball slowly rotated backward, drawing a beautiful arc trajectory in the air as it flew towards the basket. Then, with a "Pa Da" sound, it entered the basket and fell to the ground with a "Dong Dong Dong" sound, bouncing freely.
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