Suoshang is the second generation of gangsters. He has been a gangster for generations, and his ancestors have been gangsters for generations. When it came to his generation, the parents finally decided to clear their name, and then spent a lot of money on him and sent him to an aristocratic school."
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Qi Xiangyang is a real "poor", a gifted student with no family background who got admitted with excellent grades.
In this way, two people from completely different countries came together and became good buddies!
"When did you talk so much nonsense?" Qi Xiangyang frowned and glanced back at Suo Shang.
"Hey, I was complimenting you, what's your attitude?"
"Compliment me like a woman?"
"..."
Suoshang waved his hand, "Forget it, I can't help you. Today's jackpot is 10,000 yuan. Street fighting style, no rules, okay?"
"What do you think? I just have to pay tuition fees recently, so I'm short of 10,000 yuan!" Qi Xiangyang smiled gracefully, casually patted the ball twice, and passed the basketball to Suo Shang.
Suoshang caught the ball, stretched out his hand to rub his sore chest, and smiled, "I knew you would agree!"
Suo Shang threw the basketball down to the people who were already ready to go in the other half, and whistled, "Hey, I'm calling you, it's time to start. Uncle Suo Shang is going to show off his power. You still have time to regret it now!"
"Don't be too proud. Today we are all famous bullfighters on the street. It's too early to tell who will win and who will lose!" Wang Jun, who was setting up the challenge, said coldly.
The fat on his face was trembling, and his whole body smelled like copper.
Wang Jun is a typical person who has a lot of money and likes to show off. His favorite thing is to use money to recruit basketball bullfighters to compete. The winnings are higher every time. He is a famous fool in the chief aristocratic school.
The most annoying thing is that a handsome and good-achieving top student like Qi Xiangyang, even Suo Shang, who is close to Qi Xiangyang, has become a thorn in his side.
"I'm in a hurry." Qi Xiangyang raised his eyes lazily, obviously unwilling to waste more time.
"You're a dick! I'll see if you can still laugh in a while!" Wang Jun shouted viciously.
With a wave of his arms, the two gangsters standing next to him stood up.
One person's bleached blond hair reaches her shoulders, tied up casually, and she is wearing a loose denim T-shirt.
The other person had a braid on the top of his head, and the shoulders exposed by his sweatshirt were strong and strong. One look at him showed that his strength should not be underestimated.
"You see, these two are the latest masters of street basketball that I found. They will make you look good soon!" Wang Jun said with a smile.
"Xiang Yang, these two people really don't look simple. I'm here first to prevent them from hurting you with their rough hands and feet. I feel bad... ugh!"
Before Suoshang finished speaking, Qi Xiangyang had already slapped him, took the basketball from his hand and walked into the midfield.
"You guys come together, I'm in a hurry."
Qi Xiangyang stood elegantly and threw the ball straight into the ball.
"How dare you look down on us, boy, I must make you look good today!"
The two gangsters looked at each other and came together without ceremony.
The victory or defeat was instantaneous, and Suo Shang didn't even feel that he had seen clearly. He saw the two gangsters who had been shouting just now lying on the midfield line, breathing heavily...
Qi Xiangyang dribbled the ball with his fingertips and effortlessly played a stud game and won the game.
Suo Shang stepped forward and slapped Wang Jun on the shoulder, "Hey, you can't see, my brother won, give me the money, ten thousand yuan, if you are short of one, I will destroy you here today! Brother Jun...
