Chapter 683

Although there are many black men here, they still consciously give way to the road leading to the stadium. After all, according to the way Jifeng is walking now, they are afraid that they will let Jifeng lie on the ground with one arm. They have to beg Jifeng not to die from the people who pinch him

In this way, Ji Feng came to the side of the court. He was surrounded by four guys wearing various NBA uniforms, tattoos and various necklace rings. Judging from the basketball season peak in their hands, they should also come here to play street ball.

This kind of old brother is very common here. After all, it's the court next to the beach. Most of us are equipped with big underpants and sleeveless vests or football shirts of all kinds of stars. Occasionally, some guys who are extremely confident in their own muscles will show their muscles.

So you know why everyone is surprised to see Ji Feng. According to the appearance here, Ji Feng's dress is the real strange dress

Here is the paradise of streetball players, playing serious 5v5 on the field, all kinds of streetball actions are too busy, every good ball will welcome the cheers outside the field.

After watching for a few minutes, Ji Feng gradually felt a little itchy. He motioned to the hidden photographer, and then he was ready to go in.

But at this time, his side a foot more than two meters of black and hard jump up and wave, down the elbow just hit Jifeng's stomach.

"Well, Urso, oh, shit, I didn't mean to. Are you OK, but this is not the place you should come to, old man..." The black strong man just wanted to have a seizure. He turned his head and saw that he was an old man in his 60s, although he was good in height. So he apologized in a hurry for fear that Jifeng might bump into porcelain

"Cough, I'm ok. I think you are four people. Can you add me one?" Jifeng deliberately weak cough for two times, and then glanced at the black strong man around the companion said.

"Well Don't make a fuss. This is not a family. It's far away from the hospital. You've got a fracture and I have to send you to the hospital... " The black man said with a confused face that he really came to play ball. Yes, there is a person missing in the team. However, you are sure that you are not here to be funny.

"Young man, when I was young, I was a basketball fan, and I used to play here. Now I have little time. I want to come back and experience the feeling of basketball court again before I leave..." Ji Feng showed a look of reminiscence. The photographer who was not far away looked at Ji Feng's serious nonsense and wanted to give him a name in the actors' Association. Are there any born actors!

"This..." Black strong man hesitated. After all, he was also a basketball fan. Ji Feng's feeling made him feel the same. So he looked at his companions behind him, and they all had tears in their eyes. He immediately clenched his teeth and stamped his feet:

"just do it! Master, I'll go up and find a way to get to the basket. I'll pass it to you! "

He can see that Jifeng height is good, although some rickets, but at least 1.9 meters above, if he can pop in, he doesn't mind giving him a good ball!

"Thank you, young man. My name is drew. You are really a good man." Ji Feng said, and then watched the black strong man go up to negotiate. At this time, the match had just been decided. Ji Feng pointed up his thumb to the camera and said with his mouth:

"the game begins!"

And the other side of the black hard to a person on the field called: "Hey, Urso, we have enough people!"

By the way, he pointed to several people behind him. When he saw Ji Feng, there was a burst of inspiration and laughter around him.

"Stark, man, did you get your grandfather! This is not a nursing home! " On the field that Wusuo looked at Jifeng and said with a smile: "I'm joking, I don't mean to be a master, but you can see the situation here. In case of this, I don't want to lose money."

"I'll pay attention. Aren't you afraid of an old man?" The season peak side trembles to walk, side says.

"All right, all right, let's go. Let's do it again. 10 balls, 100 dollars a game." Wusuo doesn't care, and signals his team-mates to play quickly. Although Stark is good at strength, he puts an oil bottle beside him, which is equal to 6-4. What chance do they have to lose.

Stark nodded, then took $100 and pressed it under the fence stone. American street courts are basically decorated like this. After all, Americans are famous for gambling, but Jifeng estimates that this segment will not appear in the advertisement. After all, it teaches bad children.

That's how the game started!

"Ji Feng's performance is good. All departments should pay close attention to it. Don't miss any wonderful shot!" in the Pepsi business car not far from the court, the director said with a microphone after seeing Ji Feng go on the stage. The next thing is the play.

And to see Ji Feng really on the court, the audience next to burst out a whistle, and someone picked up a mobile phone ready to take this scene, which is really a rare scene.

And more and more spectators were on the sidelines. Many people came here to see what level the old man was.

"How about I control the ball." Ji Feng said to the black man with the name of iron man."True or false..." Stark originally planned to let Ji Feng play center under the basket, after all, that physical demand is less, did not expect Ji Feng so hard

Stark looked at Ji Feng's eyes and could only nod helplessly. He had already regretted it. It was $100, so he just threw it into the water.

"Damn it, it's good!" Stark gritted his teeth and agreed to Jifeng's possession of the ball

However, he still has expectations, after all, Jifeng asked to control the ball, in case there are two brushes.

However, the first goal broke his heart completely

Ji Feng's loose dribble was broken by his defensive Wusuo before half-time, and then a one arm dunk!

"It's still a fight!" Urso showed his hands to the field, indicating that he was not a bully to the old man.

And listening to the cheers outside, stark felt his heart broken into eight pieces

Jifeng is breathing heavily on one side, regretful stall hand, appear very tired appearance

The second ball is still Ji Feng's control. Just after half-time, Ji Feng was forced by Wusuo. He could only throw it directly to the basket. The result was obvious, a wonderful three not touch

On the other hand, Jifeng was passed by Wusuo one step, and then another dunk, 2-0.

"I'm really out of luck today." Stark is crying. Why is he here today

The game from 1-0, has played to 9-0, Jifeng side almost has no strength to fight back, Wusuo is a person to buckle 5.

In addition to slam dunk, Wusuo is also on the head of Jifeng a circle, Jifeng also pretended to be straight up, pretending not to find the basketball

In a word, it's a miserable stroke

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