It's the god of death

Chapter 86 089 I'm Really Not Bringing Evil People!Conquer the madman! (Please recommend a monthly ticket)
"Bam—!"

After a loud noise, the 'madman' Sprewell fell to the ground on his back.

The generals of the Timberwolves and the coaching staff looked at each other in blank dismay, and some even subconsciously swallowed their saliva after being frightened by this extremely impactful scene.

At this time, Sprewell, who fell on the ground, was a little lost in his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind,
'Damn it, didn't you mean heads-up, just for fun? '

Ye Ying pushed Sprewell away with an elbow, and Ye Ying, who completed the dynamite-carrying dunk, stretched out his hand to the senior in embarrassment, and said with a smile,
"Sorry, I haven't practiced this move for long, and I'm not very proficient yet..."

Sprewell gasped, this damn is not yet skilled, labor and capital ribs feel like you are about to break them! ! !
Looking at Ye Ying who was showing white teeth to him, Sprewell forced a smile, grabbed Ye Ying's hand and staggered up, saying politely,
"fine……"

"Okay then, let's continue!

I have learned a lot from one-on-one with you. "

'Go on, sister!

Labor and management are desperate! '

With a roar in his heart, Sprewell waved his hands with a wry smile on his face,

"Forget about today, I have to complete the physical recovery training arranged by the coach..."

Looking at the 'madman' who seemed to be running away, Ye Ying always felt that something was wrong.

Looking at his teammates who all retreated in a circle under his glance, Ye Ying finally understood something...

I really didn't do it on purpose...

I have been harmonious and friendly since I was a child, I am really not a villain!
……

Then the next day, Ye Ying smiled flatteringly and stood in front of Sprewell again.

"Brother, go one?"

When Ye Ying walked over just now, a voice in Sprewell's heart shouted:

Mud wins!Mud wins!Don't come here!

"coach……"

Sprewell evaded Dafa and opened his mouth.

"I've asked, and the coach said we can help you recover one-on-one."

Sprewell looked at Ye Ying, who was showing a piercing smile and white teeth, and then at Coach Sanders, who smiled and nodded at him, with a look of despair.

Me, what a crime I made in my previous life!
"What's the matter, is there any question?"

"No no."

Hearing Ye Ying's urging, Sprewell hastily agreed.

Going back yesterday, as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of Ye Ying crazily pressing that unlucky guy's head into the water and the bloody elbow.

In the end, the scenes overlapped a bit, and it turned into a scene where Ye Ying slammed his head on the floor crazily!

Sprewell never thought that he would be awakened by such a nightmare...

So, how could he dare to refuse Ye Ying's invitation——!
……

In fact, Ye Ying's choice of Sprewell as the one-on-one opponent was really not aimed at him.

Who made this guy have a high bonus!

After Ye Ying's trial, apart from Garnett, who is busy with training tasks, only the "madman" brother gave him considerable points.

Recently, Ye Ying found that his training has encountered a bottleneck, and his ability value has risen very slowly. It is likely that he is almost reaching the upper limit of his potential, so he has to quickly increase his points.

Once you run out of potential, you have to rely on black technology.

Sprewell didn't sit still and didn't dare to refuse directly, he could come from behind...

No, you can decline.

So, cold, diarrhea, fever...a series of reasons were brought out by him.

Facing the teasing eyes of his teammates, Sprewell wanted to say to them,

"What a joke, why don't you come and try what it's like to be fucked every day?"

In fact, it's not Sprewell's fault. Ye Ying's current main offensive method is open shooting and one-on-one shooting.

Resisting dynamite-packed breakouts and post-ups too.

And if you want to prevent these two items well, you just need a lot of physical contact.

Sprewell is 196 centimeters tall, but weighs only 88 kilograms, 20 catties less than Ye Ying!
Coupled with Ye Ying's violent strength and strong iron elbows, every single duel is really a torture for Sprewell...

Soon, Sprewell found that his 'fake tactics' were useless.

It was a frivolous afternoon. After training, Sprewell hid in the locker room and lay on the sofa to rest.

On this day, he was 'diagnosed' by the team doctor as 'slight food poisoning', so he could happily escape Ye Ying's torture again.

"Bang~"

At this moment, the locker room door opened and closed quickly, but there was a figure in the locker room that made Sprewell terrified.

But when he thought about his current state of 'slight food poisoning', the Timberwolves' second boss straightened up!
Labor and management can't move now, so they can't force the wounded, right?

Ye Ying approached, showing Sprewell's unusually familiar piercing smile and dark white teeth,
"Brother, are you feeling better?"

Hearing Ye Ying's name, Sprewell instinctively had a bad premonition, his face was 'pale', his hands trembled, and he seemed to try to lift it up, but it didn't work, so he showed his 'very weak' a sad smile,
"Ye, I feel like I'm still not feeling well."

The corner of Ye Ying's mouth twitched, "Brother, you just have food poisoning, it's the slightest!"It's overdone! '

But Ye Ying, who had his own plans, grasped Sprewell's hand, looked at him and said,
"Brother, our hometown has a magical oriental secret technique called 'Shenlong Blessing', which can help people recover from injuries quickly!
How about I try it for you? "

Sprewell instinctively wanted to refuse, but recalled the image of Ye Ying slamming his head on the floor in his dream and the fact that it sounded outrageous, so he nodded sincerely.

"really?

Really been waiting!

Ye, start your show now! "

In fact, Sprewell was sneering in his heart at this time,

"Oriental secret art, I'm afraid I'm out of my mind? !

Or do you think I'm out of my mind?

If there is any magical oriental secret technique, I will eat it live...

Hey, why is there such a crispy feeling?
Stomach seems... really a little pain? '

After performing the 'Dragon Blessing' which is actually a 'healing technique', Ye Ying looked at Sprewell expectantly.

Seeing the surprised expression on Sprewell's face, Ye Ying already understood in his heart that this 'healing technique' really works!

Sprewell didn't care about pretending to be sick now, and jumped up all of a sudden?

"Oh~~~ My God!
It's really amazing!
Oh my God?

Ye, are you an oriental warlock? "

Feeling his fully recovered state, Sprewell completely forgot to pretend to be sick, and said to Ye Ying with a surprised face.

Ye Ying looked into his eyes firmly, and said in a low tone:

"You must not tell other people about this, or there will be a big mess!"

Sprewell nodded very dog-leggedly!

Ye Ying, at this time, his eyes were completely shrouded in a halo of mystery.

Seeing that Sprewell was in good condition, Ye Ying stopped talking and dragged him out of the locker room.

Let's go, today, I haven't done it yet!
……

　Cough~ The new tool guy is a bit disobedient, Xiaoye has his own tricks!

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