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Chapter 666: Sprinkle salt on the wound

The lights are bright and the people are buzzing!

The term "big * field" used to describe the new school in Wujiacun couldn't be more appropriate!

That Mr. Li turned out to be a regular customer of the Wu Family Courtyard. He was one of the first group of travel friends to know about the Wu Family Courtyard. He was also an aboriginal of Qingshui City. He would come to the Wu Family Courtyard every now and then for a large purchase.

once.

I heard that Wujiacun was going to develop entertainment and fitness sports, and Mr. Wang was taking advantage of them, so why not organize a manned convoy and arrive at the new school in Wujiacun within two hours.

This guy not only brought the equipment of the basketball court, but also the plastic track of the track and field, enough winter turf to cover the stadium, and all kinds of sports equipment. Anyway, it is the facilities that can equip a top track and field field.

From 3pm to 8pm.

At eight o'clock sharp, with the sound of firecrackers blasting, the village chief turned up the main power switch, and the stadium lit up like daylight in an instant.

The light from twenty-four high-mounted headlights pours down in a directional direction, falling on the professionally waxed wooden basketball court, the red and black track, the green lawn, and the professional sand.

On the running track, on the horizontal and parallel bars, on the badminton court, on the table tennis table, and on the smiling crowd.

"Mr. Li, your efficiency is really outstanding!" Mr. Wang is wearing an oversized jersey. This jersey is the No. 34 jersey of the Lakers. It is the legendary Shaquille O'Neal who has retired from the world of sports.

team uniform!

When Wang Da Cao Man wears the standard Ao Pang team uniform, the size is just enough, but it looks a bit tight, but the length is ridiculous. Wang Da Cao Man, who is 1.85 meters tall, puts on Ao Pang's 2.13 meter height.

There is no difference between wearing a team uniform and wearing a short skirt.

"If you have money to make, you have to create speed even if you don't have speed! Mr. Wang, do you really want to have sex with a bald man? The tonnage of this body is enough, but I don't know how the flexibility and endurance are.

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"Playing ball is all about skills. With my center forward skills that I have worked hard for many years, and my body, it will be a piece of cake to beat Wu Li's bald head." Wang Darich's weight is inevitable.

A big advantage, but, can a fat man like him be able to develop such amazing center skills?

It is possible to be single in the back, but the premise is that it is okay to bully people who are not strong enough to defend, but is this guy Wu Li not strong enough?

If you can't carry it with strength, it won't work if you really carry it in in a post-up. Then use your feet to beat the opponent. It's a good idea to quickly turn around and directly attack the basket after a fake move, but as big as Mr. Wang

With his fat body, who can be sure that when he really dares to turn around quickly and wipe the inside line, he won't twist himself into a muscle.



"How's it going? Are you two ready?" Mr. Li finished the business and finally had to ask the referee.

"Not yet, wait until I can move my muscles again. It's been too long since I've played ball. It's hard to stretch my muscles." Rich Man Wang was stretching his body in a decent manner, while Wu Li sat aside and smoked a cigarette for himself.

Give me a heads up.

"Beep..."

The bullfighting horn finally blows! The horn finally blows!

Ten goals, Wang Dacai wins if he can win two first! For the first ball, Wang Dacai takes the lead and attacks first.

"Brother Wang, don't be nervous. In order to prevent you from being embarrassed at the country sports meeting, I won't worry about it." Wu Li lightly tossed the ball, and the ball went straight to the wealthy Wang at the top of the arc outside the three-point line.

go.

This bull hasn't even started fighting yet, Wu Li started talking trash. Looking at the jersey he is wearing, you can tell where he learned this habit from.

An old piece of Pacers sharpshooter Reggie.

Miller's black and white striped jersey was added. I don't know if Wu Li learned Miller's shooting skills or Reggie's loud mouth of trash talk that can rival Gang Leader Qiao.

The two guys on the court look like they have been separated from each other for a long time. Both of them are Hall of Fame guys who have retired and become commentators. They are their idols. It can be seen that they are still in the antique stage of the NBA.

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The rich man Wang retrieved the slightly missed ball from outside the three-point line, and followed the trend with a cross step. Judging from his slightly unfamiliar dribbling rhythm, it was obvious that this guy had practiced it, but it had been a long time.

It doesn't look like he's touched the ball anymore.

"Xiao Li, the guy who is ready to take on the Hall of Fame is their idol. It can be seen that they are still in the antique stage of the NBA. The rich man Wang returned the ball that was slightly thrown outside the three-point line.

He took advantage of the situation and made a cross step. Looking at his slightly unfamiliar dribbling rhythm, it was obvious that this guy had practiced, but he hadn't touched the ball in a long time.

"Hey, that kid in front of you is ready to take the move." Mr. Wang dribbled the ball a few times and did some tricks. After getting familiar with the feel of the ball, he turned around and saw that he was a center forward sitting with his back to play.

posture!

"Sweat! Brother Wang, I'm still three meters away from you. You're in this posture from outside the three-point line. Are you afraid that I, three meters away, will steal your ball?" Wu Li.

He stood on the free throw line and made a fuss, saying that he was shocked by Wang Da Cai's unreasonable play.

With Wu Li's words and Wang Da Cao's playing style, anyone who knows something about basketball will be amused by these two guys' spirit of entertaining big guys.

"You don't care how I play, you should think about how to defend yourself against my incomprehensible back attack. Otherwise, you will be crushed to death by my big body, which will look ugly."

Rich Man Wang doesn't care what nonsense Wu Li said. Anyway, you say yours and I'll hit mine. As long as the ball is scored, this is the supreme principle of bullfighting and basketball games.

As for fighting styles and tactics, in front of a body as powerful as mine, everything seems to come from a cloud.

"I'll go! Mr. Wang, it's obvious that you want to use your body to bully me, right? Then I'll make you unable to enter the three-point line. Believe it or not!"

As Wu Li spoke, he took a few steps forward, raised his hands and bent his steps slightly, then used his chest and abdomen to push the rich man Wang's flesh and back. Hearing the sound of flesh hitting each other, Wu Li suddenly

With his feet hovering between the inside and outside of the three-point line, Wang Da Cai Man took a step forward!

Since Mr. Wang was in a sitting posture with his back turned, he took a small step forward, but was pushed out of the three-point line by Wu Li!

"I'm going! I hit the steel plate! You kid didn't hide a big steel plate under your jersey, right?" Wang Dachang didn't pay attention and was pushed out of the three-point line by Wu Li. This is what he is called

How can a fat man weighing more than 300 pounds be embarrassed?

A guy who weighed less than 200 kilograms pushed his more than 300 kilograms of meat and several hundred kilograms of strength to the point where he could no longer stand in one go with just his own strength. This guy Wu Li must have cheated!

Could it be that this guy was possessed by World Peace?

"Mr. Wang, you have a little bit of fun playing with my skills. If you really know how to play with your body, you are just looking for food and abuse! Haven't you heard of country men?

, just have a lot of strength."

Wu Li is more than just a man of strength. Even Lao Heng, a guy who boasts that he can conquer a small mountain and is extremely powerful, has to bow down to Wu Li, the bald boss, in the absolute field of strength. He carries four sacks and walks for ten years.

People say that this guy's strength is within the range of modern people, or in the human category!

Wu Li is like a Farah plow. As long as it is equipped with two wings, the speed of the Farah plow will make the plane not as fast as it!

As long as Wu Li puts him in an animal skin, he will be like a brute fighting beast from the alien beast tribe!

"I'll go! If I had extraordinary skills, I'd practice shitty post-up singles skills! Come on, kick me out!"

Rich Man Wang used all his strength to push back with all his might!

Rub rub rub rub...

"Beep..."

"Lao Wang violated the rules by walking, so the right to attack was switched. Xiao Wu will attack the next ball." As soon as the referee Li's whistle sounded, the right to the ball had been transferred.

"I'm about to use my strength to fight you head-on. What are you doing? Are you afraid that I will knock you over and cause internal injuries?"

Rich Man Wang's steps are called a holding zone, and Wu Li is so bad that he doesn't let go of his strength early in the morning and doesn't let go of his strength later in the day. He just dodges when he is about to use his strength, causing harm to him.

The rich man Wang didn't stop and took about ten steps back before he stopped. When he heard the roaring laughter of the guys watching the fun on the sidelines, he knew that this ugly guy was going to lose his fortune this time!

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Wu Li also sprinkled a pinch of salt on the wounds of Rich Man Wang!

Today's update is finished. There is another chapter in the early morning.

On weekends, I have to spend time with my wife and children. (To be continued)


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