"F * ck!"
Zhang Feng looked at the basketball that disappeared in the air and couldn't help but burst out with a classic phrase. Yuchi Yu 'er and Niu Pi Huang, who were about to leave, were stunned.
Zhang Feng didn't have time to scold Li Chengqian.
He ran after the basketball.
Yuchi Yu 'er glared at Li Chengqian and also lifted her skirt. She didn't even want the umbrella. Like a butterfly, she chased after Zhang Feng.
"Prince Zhang, wait for me."
Li Chengqian finally reacted. He looked at his own hand, then looked at the yellow leather that was looking at him with bad intentions. He shouted, "Why aren't you looking for the ball? If you lose the ball, this young master will strip you and make you into a basketball!"
As he spoke, Li Chengqian took a step forward and followed after him.
This was the first basketball. Naturally, he knew the value of this ball. Otherwise, with Zhang Feng's character, he wouldn't care if he lost it. Why would he chase after it?
At most, he would just make another one.
There were only eight days left until the Mid- Autumn Hunt!
At the entrance of Tonghui Fang.
Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin looked at the busy crowd. They squatted on the side of the road and smoked while pondering about the magic of this basketball.
When they were talking about it, the two old men couldn't help but shout angrily.
At this moment.
Yuchi Gong finished his cigarette and was about to add a second one.
He heard a "dong" sound. Someone suddenly slapped his head from the top of his head. Instantly, the cigarette in his mouth went into his throat. It was so hot that Yuchi Gong slapped Cheng Yaojin's face.
Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he shouted, "Are you f * cking itching for a beating?"
Yuchi Gong was also anxious.
"What? Do you want to move around? Lao Tzu provoked you. How dare you slap Lao Tzu's head? Look at Lao Tzu's mouth. It's full of f * cking blisters! "
"Motherf * cker, who the f * ck allowed you to smoke? It's like you're doing something. Can't you be more refined …"
"Thump — thump — thump —!"
Just as the two of them were about to fight, a strange sound suddenly rang out beside them. The two of them weren't mortals, so they instantly noticed the bouncing black ball.
Yuchi Gong, on the other hand, was even more imposing. He grabbed Cheng Yaojin's collar with one hand and punched him with the other.
In an instant, that black ball, under everyone's gaze, quickly flew out and bounced off the basketball that had just been erected not far away. Then, it once again flew back to Yuchi Gong's face at an even faster speed than before.
This time, Cheng Yaojin was dumbfounded. Yuchi Gong also heard the sound of the ball breaking through the air. When he turned his face, it just so happened that his big face was in close contact with the basketball.
"Boom!"
Yuchi Gong was, after all, a martial artist. The power of his punch was naturally different from others. At this time, after the basketball slowly bounced away, under the horrified gaze of the crowd, two long streams of blood gushed out from Yuchi Gong's nose like spring water.
"This …"
At this time.
Everyone looked at the strange thing and sucked in a breath of cold air.
The dignified Duke of E was actually sneakily attacked by a hidden weapon?
In an instant, the soldiers who were working were all excited and were about to surround the ball. Some of them even chased after the basketball. They kicked and punched and kicked it even more vigorously. The onlookers burst into laughter.
At this time, Nero Zhou looked at Yuchi Gong's nose with some confusion and then looked at the black thing that everyone was chasing. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and exclaimed, "Isn't that Prince Zhang's basketball? Who brought it here? "
"…"
At this time, everyone was stunned.
They looked at the basketball in astonishment.
Cheng Yaojin, who was laughing at Yuchi Gong, and Yuchi Gong, who was rolling up his sleeves in a rage, were also stunned. Yuchi Gong wiped the blood from his nose and angrily pointed at Nero Zhou. "Boy, let me ask you. Are you sure that this thing is Feng Zi's basketball?"
"If you dare to lie, Lao Tzu will tear you apart alive!"
Nero Zhou was obviously frightened by Yuchi Gong's fierceness. He said with trembling legs, "Master, this is really Prince Zhang's basketball! Today at the entrance of Niu Pi Huang, everyone saw it! "
"Yes, Master, this ball was made by Prince Zhang. I also saw it at that time, but it didn't look so lively at that time."
Hearing that, all the onlookers could not help but be shocked.
"What?"
"Are you sure this thing is Prince Zhang's basketball?"
"Why … why does it look so strange?"
"Oh my god!"
At this time.
Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin could not help but be secretly shocked.
This thing …
They finally knew how to use it in the military!
This damn thing was simply prepared for the training of sharpshooters!
"Come on, catch it for me!"
"Motherf * cker, who told you to kick it? If you break it, you won't be able to pay for it even if I kill you! "
"…"
Finally, the group of bandits became obedient. After a while, they caught the basketball and respectfully handed it to Yuchi Gong.
Cheng Yaojin wanted to play, but Yuchi Gong pushed him aside.
"Bang!"
Yuchi Gong smashed it hard on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the basketball suddenly rose several feet into the air.
Yuchi Gong could not help but be amused.
"Hey! This kid is really a f * cking talent. "
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