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Chapter 235 Uncle Drew's First Appearance

When Yuan Su walked past Gal Gadot, Gal Gadot, who was originally looking ahead, suddenly shifted his gaze to Yuan Su, and the two immediately looked at each other.

"Help me!!"

Yuan Su's big sneeze suddenly woke him up from his dream. Varejao, who was beside Yuan Su, immediately came over and said with a smile: "Yuan, what's wrong with you? Are you being cooked?"

"No, I seem to be electrocuted! As long as I close my eyes, I can feel those seductive and provocative eyes! Hey, Anderson, you are enough"

"Help! Help! There's an electric leak in the seat~~~" Before Yuan Su could finish speaking, Varejao jumped up from his seat and shouted loudly.

After easily defeating Maccabi's Karas 3-0 at a commercial event in Haifa, Israel, the Knights successfully completed their mission for the event.

After the game, Karas sat alone in front of his locker in a daze. As Israel's number one domestic star except for Casspi who went to the NBA, he was usually used to being domineering in the team, so at this moment there was no One person stepped forward to comfort, and even a few players gloated a little.

"So this is the NBA." Callas raised his head, and the towel covering his head slowly slipped down.

In an American street stadium in Cleveland, the evening sky is a bit chilly under the cold moonlight, but here is the opposite, brightly lit and full of heat.

On the edge of the court, the friends who came to the street court to play sat together in groups of three or four, eating and drinking dinner and drinks in their hands, while happily watching the blood-swelling game on the court.From time to time, someone on the sidelines pointed out the game on the court, and from time to time some new players replaced the players on the court, supplementing the fresh blood on the street stage.

The game on the court is in full swing, and one of the teams has a clear upper hand in strength, especially a tall and thin center, who is almost omnipotent on the court, blocking shots, rebounding, dunking and a series of actions, so that sitting on the sidelines The MMs are envious.

After another easy double-handed dunk at the basket, the 2.11-meter-tall man made his right hand into a knife-like shape, swiped it across his neck, and said to his opponent, "How about it? If you are not convinced, try another round. "

Although the big man's performance was a bit arrogant, the performance on the court just now was indeed eye-catching, so although he wanted to refute, but the team members who lost to the big man were silent and no one responded.

"Hey, Martin, I heard you're going to play in the NCAA next year. Is it true?" asked a guard named Kevin who was on the same team as the big man.

"The NCAA is just my first step, and my goal is the NBA." The big man whom Kevin called Martin showed a disdainful expression, and swigged his sports drink with his head up.

"Martin, with your ability, there is no problem in the NBA." Another player named David, who was the main striker just now, immediately echoed.

"My goal is to become a dominant star like Shaquille O'Neal! Sooner or later, the NBA will be mine!" After finishing his drink, Martin crumpled the drink bottle in his hand and threw it to the sidelines.

"Hey, Martin, there's another challenger!" Someone suddenly shouted from the sidelines.

Hearing that there was another challenger, Martin's eyes flashed, and he immediately looked back, but his face immediately showed a disappointed expression, while Kevin and David who were with Martin laughed outright.

It turned out that the challengers called by the audience on the sidelines turned out to be three old men, oh no, they were three elderly people with big bellies, who seemed to have not exercised for a long time, and who would never step into the gym.The hair of the three of them is a little gray, and it looks like they can be blown down with just one breath.

Kevin glanced at Martin, and after getting a positive look, he said to the three old men with a smile on his face: "Hey old men, this is a street court with very intense physical contact. If you want to exercise, you can go to Go to the court next door to shoot, we have a game here in a while."

One of the three old men immediately said in a hoarse voice: "We are here to play games. I think we became famous here when we were young."

Kevin was taken aback, and said with a suspicious tone: "When you were young? It has only been built for less than 10 years, old man, you are bragging."

The old man who answered the conversation just now fell silent, and the other two old men returned to their original state as soon as they smiled.

"We want to watch the old men play!" "Kevin, aren't you scared?" "Leave if you don't want to play and give the court to them!".
On the sidelines, some fans who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal were fanning the flames one by one, while the old man who took the lead seemed to be encouraged by the fans on the sidelines, while raising his left hand to signal that everyone was supporting him, while watching with innocent eyes To Kevin.

Just when Kevin was about to speak again, Martin, who had been performing well on the court just now, suddenly appeared behind Kevin. The fans immediately fell silent.

"Anyway, no one will challenge us tonight. Since everyone wants to watch an exhibition match, let's play with these old men and treat it as a show of respecting the old and loving the young." Martin said.

Now that Martin had spoken, the others would not say anything more. Kevin made a helpless expression, and shook his eyebrows at the old man who had just spoken, indicating that he accepted their challenge.

The three old men had already put on their game equipment and were doing warm-up exercises on one side of the court, their movements looking clumsy.

Martin said to the other four teammates including Kevin and David on the other side of the court: "The other party is an elderly person. Be careful not to move too much, just play with them casually." Others nodded.

"Hey, there are only three of us, and we are short of two. Would any of you want to join us?" The shortest of the three old men, an old man with deep forehead lines asked the boys in sports jerseys on the sidelines. road.

"I'll do it!" "Count me in again!"

Soon, two young men expressed their willingness to join them, although they only went there with the attitude of playing for fun.

After the old men indicated that the warm-up was over, this seemingly absurd street game was about to begin.

When the fans on the sidelines focused their eyes and attention on the upcoming game on the field, several unfamiliar faces, carrying a few miniature cameras, quietly blended into the crowd.

　Still today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)