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Chapter 217 I Don't Use Skills

Ji Delong has been paying attention to Cavendy's situation. Whether the Knicks win or not has nothing to do with him. He just needs to prove that he can win.

"He looks like something is wrong!"

"I can still imitate the gene sequence, but the brain is not a place that can be touched by current medical skills. There is something wrong with his head. Sometimes, he thinks more than usual, and he is more interested in certain vocabulary, or what he was pursuing before. Sensitive, these are normal behaviors of brain injury, boss! I think you are a little nervous, this is not like you!"

Ji Delong is indeed nervous. This kind of thing is beyond his psychological tolerance. After he gets the doctor's 20 billion, he will make his own things. This thing is too close to his dream, so close at hand.

At this time, who is not nervous, how could he not be nervous

The Doctor just wants to beat the gatekeepers, which Ji De-ryong thinks is a ridiculous complex but has to admit how insistent the Doctor is on this.

It has been proved that the gatekeeper is Qiao Fei. Qiao Fei is so young that it is impossible to have any intersection with the doctor. Qiao Fei may not be the first generation of gatekeepers, but the second generation, or even later.

Ji Delong will not ask this question, and he does not want to know this question. He only needs money, and only a doctor can give him 20 billion, which is enough for him to change the world.

Imagine that you have changed the direction of the world, and you will feel very proud. As for whether you are a bad person or a good person, everything will be judged by future history.

Cavendi kept mumbling, why did I play, and suddenly, he figured it out.At this time, why play, to prove that he is the strongest.

"I just want to prove that I'm the best basketball player in the world!"

"What if you are not!"

Qiao Fei looked at Cavendi's stiff answer, and began to worry about his friend's mental state, but he couldn't stop.

"No, it's impossible!"

"How can it be impossible, I can defeat you!"

"You! Why? Do you think your special ability, I don't know? You will, I will, why do you beat me. What do you think this world is? Who do you think you are? The world will shine because of you !"

Every word of Kavendi was like a thorn, piercing into Qiao Fei's heart. Kavendi was indeed his opponent, and he was no worse than Qiao Fei in terms of language.

Does Qiao Fei's skills count as a bug on the basketball court?In fact, Qiao Fei has always been very concerned about this issue.When he was clamoring to bring those who took medicine back to the right path, he never thought about what he was.

"Everyone has their own talent, the difference is that I can see it!"

"See! No one can jump in the air but us! Is this just seeing?"

Cavendi didn't relax at all, pressing every step of the way, step by step.The smart Cavendish knows that Qiao Fei wants to use some language abilities to confuse himself, if Qiao Fei can't answer some questions.

He didn't take everything into his heart either.

"Well, I admit, I don't know how to explain this matter, from now on, I don't use skills!"

"What a funny answer, who do you think you are?"

"I'm Qiao Fei, the No. 19 player of the Grizzlies, don't you think I regard myself as a god!"

Cavendi's eyes were wide open, he was already angry, and Qiao Fei's words hit his sore spot. After being transformed, Cavendi thought he was a god.

Tyson Chandler was about to pass the ball to Anthony, but Cavendy directly stole the ball from his accomplice.

"I'll see how you guard against me!"

Cavendish took the ball and flew straight to Joe.

"Hey!"

Chandler shouted a little unhappy, but was stopped by Anthony's eyes. Anthony thought that Cavendy's playing style was very similar to Qiao Fei, and wanted to know what the relationship between the two was, so his ears kept standing up. , As a result, I heard conversations about talents, jumping in the air, and I don’t use skills.

Even if Cavendi doesn't grab Anthony's ball, Anthony is ready to pass the ball to Cavendi.

Seeing Cavendy rushing towards him, Qiao Fei couldn't think about anything anymore. In his mind, he just repeated Bob's rough voice, opening his hands, moving sideways, why did he put his hands down, and bumped him with his shoulders? Like a pussy.

Qiao Fei squatted down and opened his hands.

This is simply a rookie-level defensive posture. No, it's not. Qiao Fei saw that Aaron often practiced like this. Aaron kept practicing basic skills, and he was an expert in defense.

It is indeed difficult to move horizontally with open hands, but Qiao Fei quickly adapted to it.

Qiao Fei looked at Cavendi's gorgeous movements and knew that it was because I was able to get past God. Qiao Fei didn't take it seriously and defended diligently, but Cavendi turned around and avoided it.

Qiao Fei was about to hit him with his shoulder a little, but Cavendi's ability was integrated with the black card and the power of his own transformation. Cavendi's strongest is strength. When the two collided together, Qiao Fei staggered and was hit. After opening, Cavendy jumped up directly, took another step in the air, and made a gorgeous tomahawk slam dunk.

"You are going to fight like this, you think you can stop me like this!"

"I'm doing!"

Facing Cavendi's sarcasm, Qiao Fei was unmoved, he worked hard, this time he didn't succeed, and next time, Qiao Fei believed that he could do it.

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Wells will not wait to die. The ventilation equipment is just a remote-controlled air cooler. For Wells, this is a simple math problem.

The biggest difficulty for Wells was taking off the cover of the ventilation equipment with his bare hands.

There is only one camera and one computer screen in the container.

Wells pulled the cable of the camera down forcefully, and then leaned on the ventilator. With this line, he carefully wound it on the nut. The notation of the buckle is very strange, maybe only Wells can think of it.

No one can unscrew the M12 nut by hand, but Wells is proficient in mechanics. He used the rope to amplify the torque, and then pulled out one end by himself, and the line on the back of his hand was drawn purple. No, his hands were weak, and he could only use the inertia of his body. He stood up and exerted force suddenly.

The nut was delivered, and the thread was pulled off. Wells kicked, kicked, kicked back a few steps, hit the container hard, and almost fainted.

After several attempts, Wells finally opened the ventilator.

The ventilator is turned off remotely, or soft off, that is, the unit is still energized, and it is simply commanded to stop working.

Getting the whole thing working again was easier than opening a cover, which, of course, was for Wells.

The lights in the container turned on again.

Wells sat there weakly.

"Whoever it is? Don't lose!"

(End of this chapter)