Wealthy maniac sits on son-in-law

Chapter 117 Don't Comparing This
"It means that people are simply ashamed of you as a company!"

Wang Shusheng said angrily.

Mo Tian and his gang had frustrated faces.

"Brother Yong, you will take someone to ask later, and the delay will be suspended. I think your school's work is really too nonsense."

Wang Shusheng still gritted his teeth.

Brother Yong is a power forward. In fact, Wang Shusheng is considered young in the team, only 22. His respect for the players is enough to show that his players are of good quality.

"Okay, don't make a sad face. A few people will come later and ask with me. The school team game is going to be played tomorrow. Do you have the nerve?"

The power forward also snorted coldly.

Everyone looked at the opposite side.

"Your Majesty has asked for an extension of the timeout, everyone take a break."

The referee was instructed and frowned, and there were whispers in the field.

It doesn't matter, it's not an official game.

However, today's game has obviously entered the process of killing enemies, and many people can still see this.

In the audience, the atmosphere is still warm.

What should start will start, and what should end will not be delayed.

Zhao Tianyu watched from a distance, with a smile on his face, these people discussed whatever they wanted, he just watched the excitement.

Don't ask about the result.

He turned his head and saw a school team with a substitute walking towards him.

"Brother Yong told you to go out."

The substitute said to him coldly.

"What Brother Yong? I don't know him, and I didn't see him playing?"

Zhao Tianyu frowned.

"Of course you'll know each other when you go out, so why pretend?"

The opponent's attitude is still cold, a person who can't even make a substitute, really saw a ghost today.

"It's funny, why should I know him? It's almost as if he should come to know me."

Zhao Tianyu rolled his eyes, not pretending to be innocent at this time.

As soon as he spoke, the substitute, without any courtesy, reached out and grabbed him, trying to force him.

Zhao Tianyu raised his hand and punched the opponent's lower abdomen.

The guy clutched his stomach and hummed slightly, and there was already a painful sound coming from his mouth.

"Nimma, you are crazy, you dare to hit someone..."

The substitute was pissed off.

Zhao Tianyu can't play basketball, but he has absolutely no problem hitting people. At least he can beat a few gangsters.

"Lead the way ahead."

Zhao Tianyu didn't bother to talk to him, so he smiled more simply.

"Did you hear me?"

Where did the other party think that he would come out like this.

Gritting his teeth, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He hunched over and led Zhao Tianyu away from the scene.

On the turf was the football field. It was past nine o'clock, and there was no one on the field. A few guys from the school team in front were looking at him coldly.

Say some boring jokes in your mouth.

When the shadow approached, those talking guys stopped moving, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Tianyu.

Then everyone restrained their smiles, looked at Zhao Tianyu firmly, and didn't say a word.

Zhao Tianyu's eyes fell on the strongest guy.

"It turned out to be Brother Yong, who I thought it was."

Zhao Tianyu laughed and said, besides the power forward of the Nanfei team, the other two main players are also here.

Only Wang Shusheng and the small forward did not come.

The substitute who brought Zhao Tianyu over had an ugly face. He came up to Brother Yong and whispered something in his ear.

Brother Yong frowned, his face was unhappy, and he waved his hand, but the substitute stepped aside.

"Boy, it's just the meaning of the place. I want to ask you about the ball. Why are you beating someone?"

Brother Yong asked angrily.

"I'll go, you just can't win the game, do you want off-court public relations? If you are so shameless, I will still let you go. It is really a shame for Huaguo basketball to have you."

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said.

"Your mouth is really not the usual stinky mouth! Okay, let me first let you know what it means to respect seniors!"

Brother Yong was furious, but he didn't talk to Zhao Tianyu any more, he waved his hands long ago, and the Nanfei players from left and right had already forced them up.

Everyone rushed forward, scratching and hitting, their movements were slow, but their strength was astonishing.

boom!
Everyone approached, Zhao Tianyu raised his leg suddenly, his speed was like light and electricity.

Crack!

Lightning and flint, it can be said that only in an instant, several voices merged into one at the same time.

It can only explain that the speed of the person who moves is too amazing.

No one flew out, but in an instant, those who approached Zhao Tianyu squatted down.

Those who covered their stomachs covered their stomachs, those who covered their faces covered their faces, those who covered their heads covered their heads, and slowly fell down with distorted expressions.

Only the humming sound remained.

Brother Yong frowned, while the people next to him were all dumbfounded.

Who can understand this.

The Nanfei players are all about two meters tall. They have been immersed in the court for many years, although they are not specialized in hitting people.

But what is Zhao Tianyu?
result……

"Sure enough, you are not an ordinary person. No wonder you are so good on the court. Look at me, I am open to the eight poles!"

Brother Yong spoke coldly, and he stepped forward in an instant.

In a matter of seconds, the power of his whole body exploded, and several powers merged into one.

The sound of bang and bang came out, and the whole body's strength gathered at one point, which is the so-called power of the eight poles of the arms.

In seconds, the momentum was astonishing. Of course, making up a more powerful boxing method actually requires quick wit.

Brother Yong did a good job.

Pointing to far and hitting close, it is a manifestation of astonishing wingspan and extremely astonishing punch strength.

Zhao Tianyu stood still, lifting the weight as if it were light, and when the punch was about to reach his body, he gave a light stroke.

Brother Yong's heavy punch had already lost his focus.

Immediately afterwards, he also parried the fist force of his palm, gathered five fingers, and bombarded forward.

It is said very slowly, but it is said very fast.

There was a sound of thump, thump, and Brother Yong was punched in the chest, and he withdrew again and again.

Behind him, someone had already come up, forcibly trying to block him.

Brother Yong has a tall physique, and his weight of 150 kg is no problem.

When he took his next breath, but because the speed of his withdrawal was not fast, it seemed that his own weight had already dissipated a lot of strength.

Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely roaring momentum, which broke out again.

Those people who tried to get behind Brother Yong to support him.

He flew out at the same time as Brother Yong.

The farthest rolled directly to more than ten meters away.

"what happened?"

Not everyone in the audience helped others.

Now everyone is dumbfounded, if Brother Yong is extremely heavy, the impact he received is also astonishing.

Its speed does not seem to be fast, but because of its sheer weight, it will immediately fly out if someone touches it.

But Brother Yong himself, whose withdrawal speed was normal, suddenly seemed to be severely injured, and he couldn't bear it himself, so it was too strange.

It's like acting.

"what happened?"

Brother Yong lay down on the ground, gasping for breath, and fell into a state of shock.

"It's nothing, just teasing you. It's better than playing with me. You are not my opponent."

(End of this chapter)