i play basketball with kung fu

Chapter 4 Timed Shootout Competition
After a simple dinner, Ling Bo was going to go out for a walk. After all, he had just come to this new society, so he had to learn more about it, so as not to make a fool of himself in front of others in the future, such as the happy underwater poisoning incident.

When the plane whizzed overhead, Ling Bo exclaimed, "Wow, what a big bird."

The speeding cars on the road, the colorful neon lights on the street, the pig-killing singing from the KTV, the dead boy on a skateboard, doing all kinds of moves, everything is so novel, but fortunately, the original owner, Ling Bo That's it, his memory told him, and there's nothing weird about it.

Before he knew it, Lingbo walked to the night market. This night market is almost the same as some places in China. There are people buying snacks, some setting up stalls to play shooting games, and a few shooting machines.

Just becoming interested in basketball, Ling Bo walked to the side of the shooting machine, but saw two familiar and unfamiliar faces.

"The road to the enemy is narrow!"

Ling Bo muttered, and he saw Percy and Christine from the Georgetown University team shooting from the shooting machine.

Ling Bo didn't want to talk to them, but things often didn't go his way. Percy, who stopped shooting, also saw Ling Bo.

"I'm going, is this a monster?"

Ling Bo complained, Christine turned around, and Ling Bo saw her face, which was completely different from that of an oriental person. She had yellow hair, blue pupils, and a nose bridge like an eagle. In short, her face did not match at all Oriental aesthetics, I don't know what the silly Lingbo liked in her?
Could it be because of her figure, about 1.6 meters five, her figure is quite satisfactory, and the pair of landscapes on her chest are really spectacular.

"Hey, Christine, isn't this your Huaxia suitor?" Persippi said to Christine with a non-smiling smile.

"Maybe, it's his honor to pursue me, isn't it?" Christine said with a superior expression.

"He can't even make a shot at the basket, how can he compare with you, my dear Pesci."

Hearing Christine's words, Ling Bo felt an urge to vomit, and thought to himself: Smelly woman, in our era, you were either in Yihong Courtyard or soaked in a pig cage.

Ling Bo said with a smile in English: "I missed the shot. Are you talking about Pesci? I missed six out of ten shots just now. I'm sorry, did I see something I shouldn't have seen?"

Percy and Christine looked at each other, and they usually took pleasure in bullying Ling Bo, because Ling Bo would never fight back in front of Christine.

"You dare to make fun of me. I'm a defender on the Georgetown University team. What qualifications do you have?"

"A player on a university team, do you think I'm a rare hero?" Ling Bo said, "You want to teach me a lesson, don't you? Why, let's compare and use the way you are proud of?"

Percy and Christine were taken aback for a moment, they looked at Ling Bo with expressions like they were looking at a fool.

Pesci laughed loudly and said, "Just you? If you score one out of ten goals, I'll count you as the winner."

Ling Bo stretched out his right hand and hooked his index finger towards Percy. The meaning was obvious, speaking with strength.

Pesci grabbed the basketball on the shooting machine, sneered, and then threw the ball to Lingbo, no, it should be smashed to be precise.

On the school basketball court, Pesci's favorite thing was to throw a basketball at Ling Bo's lower body, and said in a dignified manner, I'm passing the ball to you out of kindness.

The whistling basketball aimed at Ling Bo's crotch as if with a scope.

The internal strength in Ling Bo's body has been restored, he blocked the basketball that was close to him with one hand, grabbed the basketball, jumped on the spot, the basketball pierced the sky, and entered the net with a "swish".

He raised the knife and dropped it swiftly, Ling Bo's shot was so fast that he didn't even aim.

"Funk, damn yellow man, stepped on dog shit." Percy cursed secretly, grabbed another basketball, and threw it at Lingbo like a grenade.

"Snapped"

Ling Bo grabbed the ball with one hand and made another shot. The basketball circled around the hoop of the shooting machine and fell into the net.

"Do you want to continue?" Ling Bo chuckled.

"You, it's just luck." Pesci said angrily.

Ling Bo immediately replied: "Sometimes luck is also a part of strength. Doesn't it mean that in the NBA, goals scored by luck don't count?"

Pesci was so stunned that she was speechless, her teeth itching with anger.

"Okay, Ling, if you want to make a fool of yourself, I'll make it happen for you." Pesci said angrily, "Do you dare to make a timed shot?"

Ling Bo said: "Timed shooting, how to shoot?"

Christine jokingly said: "I don't even know about timing shots. Two machines, timing at the same time, see who scores more goals in the same position."

Ling Bo said: "Come on, why don't you dare?"

Pesci still looked down on Ling Bo very much in his heart, and he said, "If I win you, I want you to get out of Georgetown University and stay away from Christine. Do you dare to bet?"

Fuck, playing so big?
Ling Bo smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you, but am I going to win?"

Pesci said, "Up to you."

He said it so bluntly, but in fact, Pesci didn't think he would lose at all. Would the dignified guard of the Georgetown University team lose in the shooting game to a fool who couldn't even hold the ball securely?

Ling Bo asked, "Christine, do you have any objections?"

Christine said: "I have no opinion. I have the same idea as Pesci. If you can win, it's up to you, but that's only if, because you have no hope of winning."

Percy and Christine laughed wantonly.

Ling Bo looked at Christine with a smirk and said, "Listen well, Christine, if I win, I want you to accompany me tonight."

Christine said with a look of contempt: "You are daydreaming at night, let's start."

The shooting machine was reset, Lingbo was on the left, and Percy was on the right. At this time, more than a dozen people had come to eat melons. When they saw that there was a game, everyone was waiting.

With a countdown of 60 seconds, as the shooting machine sounded "start", Ling Bo immediately grabbed the basketball with his prepared hand and shot it towards the basket.

"Shuh" "Shuh" "Shuh"

Lingbo got off to a very good start. In three consecutive hits, he glanced at Percy's shooting machine from the corner of his eye, and it also scored three hits.

A member of the school team is a member of the school team. Ling Bo is not watching Pesci's results anymore, and concentrates on shooting. This kind of close-range shooting does not consume much internal energy, and Ling Bo can control it with ease.

After 30 seconds, Limbo scored 22 and Pesci scored 24.

Pesci's movements gradually slowed down. This kind of quick shot is a test of the strength of the arm and the control of the strength of the shot, while Ling Bo relies on the support of internal strength, the arm does not feel any pain, and the speed of the shot does not slow down at all. The hit rate has been maintained.

After 50 seconds, Limbo has overtaken, Limbo has 38 hits, while Pesci only has 36.

"Pacey, do you need me to wait for you?" Ling Bo said with a smile while shooting.

Attacking the heart is the first priority, Ling Bo has been in the world for many years, in addition to a superb martial arts, attacking the heart is also a must.

Pesci glanced at Ling Bo's shooting machine, the extra two balls, coupled with Ling Bo's words, made his mentality burst, and this anxiety made him miss the shot even more.

At the end of the game, Limbo scored 45 goals and Pesci 40 goals.

Ling Bo spread his hands, shrugged and said to Percy, "That's it?"

The melon-eaters on the sidelines applauded one after another, and some people were surprised that a local man lost to an oriental man in terms of shooting.

Christine stomped her feet angrily, and asked angrily, "Pissy, what's the matter with you, did you release the water on purpose?"

Percy's eyes were burning, and she stared at Limbo angrily.

Ling Bo pretended to be surprised, and deliberately raised his voice and said, "Pacey, how could you lose? You are the main guard of the Georgetown University team. Oh, my God, I actually beat you."

Holding a fist as big as a sandbag, Peixi came to Ling Bo's side, grabbed Ling Bo's collar with her left hand, and the furious Peixi punched Ling Bo in the face.

The fist that was close at hand was blocked by Ling Bo with one hand, and he grabbed Percy's wrist. Ling Bo twisted it hard, and Percy gritted her teeth in pain.

Ling Bo put away that smiling face, and said seriously: "Can't you afford to lose, try to attack me again, I don't mind breaking your wrist."

Pessie was ashamed and thrown home. She couldn't bear the pointing and pointing, and ran out directly, regardless of Christine.

Seeing people running away, the melon-eaters dispersed, and the show was over.

Christine wanted to chase after her, but when she saw Ling Bo standing in front of her, she subconsciously took two steps back and whispered, "Ling, you, me"

Ling Bo pressed forward step by step, and Christine stepped back to the side of the shooting machine. She put her hands back and looked terrified.

Ling Bo and Christine were very close, and her pair of twin peaks, rising and falling due to tension, were almost close to Ling Bo's chest.

Christine thought that Ling Bo was going to do something to her in public, but Ling Bo just whispered something in her ear.

"I'm not interested in you!"

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