"Brother Fan, how are you going to slap him in the face later?" Yang Haochen asked as he followed Zhang Fan.
"Just fight." Zhang Fan said, and then looked at the basketball court, football field, and volleyball court in front of him, speechless.
It's not as crowded and noisy as a school playground, so it looks quite nice.
Zhang Fan looked at a few basketballs on the basketball court and immediately walked over, playing with the basketballs in his hands. His eyes fell on Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan, and he immediately smiled evilly: "Come on, Nizi, I will teach you how to play."
"Okay, okay."
Zhang Xiaoyuan jumped for joy, thinking about the scene of Zhang Fan dominating the court, and she was also ready to make a move.
"Brother Fan, we want to play too." Dozens of people following Zhang Fan immediately started shouting.
"Go away, you are trying to take advantage of your sisters-in-law." Several people said with grins.
Although Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan are beautiful, they are Brother Fan's women. Humph, whoever dares to touch them will have their hands chopped off.
Zhang Fan said nonchalantly: "Let's play whatever we want together."
Immediately, Zhang Fan jumped up, made a layup, and made a windmill slam dunk.
All the girls watching this scene in the live broadcast room screamed.
"So handsome, my God, isn't this the Prince Charming in my heart?"
"Get lost, Brother Fan is mine."
"Ahem, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."
"roll!"
"you……"
However, the people in District 1 who were standing on the basketball screamed excitedly.
"Brother Fan, I'll come, I'll come, I can also play basketball."
Several girls in the crowd rushed out. A tall girl picked up the basketball and jumped lightly outside the three-point line. Suddenly, the basketball turned into an arc and fell into the basket.
"Wow!"
A group of men stared wide-eyed. Of course, their eyes were not looking at the basket, but staring at the girl.
The grass is choppy.
Seeing the snow peaks jumping with the girl's jump, the eyes of a group of men almost popped out of their heads.
Simply superb.
"I want to play too, Brother Fan, teach me."
Four or five girls gathered around Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan smiled charmingly and had a great time playing with the girls.
In the live broadcast room, a group of singles were almost burning with desire.
"Damn it, on time, there's no one left!"
"Who are you looking at upstairs?"
"Nima, I want to tell Brother Fan that you should be careful about hitting Mrs. Fan."
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense, Brother Fan will beat someone up."
Especially the group of people who had just arrived were shaking their heads constantly and their eyes were like fire.
"Where is Brother Fan? Why don't you see anyone?" Immediately, someone asked in the live broadcast room.
"Where is the basketball court? You are an idiot."
"Wucao, I also know the basketball court, but where is the basketball court?" The man was confused.
"Ask, idiot." shouted the person in the live broadcast room.
"I know where it is, follow me." One person yelled, and immediately, more than 20 people ran upstairs in a mighty manner. After turning the corner and following the stairs, they saw Zhang Fan and his group.
"Brother Fan, we are here!"
A roar sounded.
In the audience, they were very curious as they watched such a team running away. Soon, several people followed them.
When they stood on the second floor and saw several girls on the basketball court, their eyes almost popped out of their heads.
Damn it, where did these beauties come from? They are so eye-catching.
"Hey, over here! There are beauties in a group." Someone stood upstairs waving to the people downstairs to call their friends.
Immediately, people in the audience ran upstairs.
"Hey, these girls are top notch, especially those two. I give them nine points, but reserve one point for fear that they will be proud."
"Damn, who is that man? I'm so jealous."
"Let's go, kill that guy, we'll go."
It was noisy and there were fewer and fewer people in the audience.
Seeing the movement here, a group of people in Dayang were stunned.
Nima, what's going on?
Why are everyone running away? Could something happen over there?
Several reporters saw this scene and followed suit.
However, on Zhang Fan's side, dozens of men were sitting cross-legged around the basketball court, forming a circle around the basketball court, staring intently at the jumping girls.
Of course, their eyes still fell on Xuan Ye and Zhang Xiaoyuan.
"Hey, fat man, where are you putting your eyes? Do you dare to look at Mrs. Fan?" One person raised his hand and slapped her down.
The fat man bared his teeth, but was not angry: "Our mortal sister-in-law is as beautiful as a fairy, don't judge me with your dirty thoughts."
"Damn it, then you're drooling and hairy."
"Yes, yes." The fat man wiped his lips and immediately turned his face away.
Zhang Fan listened to these voices, and his face was filled with this extremely proud smile.
But he didn't get angry. Everyone has a love for beauty. Even now, sometimes he can't move his eyes when looking at these two girls, Xuan Ye and Zhang Xiaoyuan.
Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan also had proud expressions on their faces. They looked at the girls around them and looked even more charming with every move they made.
"Damn it, then who, come out, be paralyzed, what are you doing running in?"
The man who suddenly ran towards the court and slapped the ball in the face became angry.
"What are you doing? I want to play basketball, but that's not allowed." Huang Mao glared arrogantly, turned around, put on a showy posture, and walked towards Zhang Fan and the others.
"Fuck him."
In an instant, a group of people sitting by the basketball court stood up and walked towards Huang Mao one by one with an angry look.
For a few bucks, if you dare to disturb our brother Fan from teaching his sisters-in-law to play ball, are you looking for death? If you don’t see that our group of people can only watch from a distance.
Huang Mao's expression suddenly changed as he saw fifty or sixty people surrounding him.
"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am Zuo Qinglong, You Baihu..."
"beat!"
I don't know who shouted, and immediately more than sixty people rushed out, fighting with fists and kicks, and playing wildly.
"Woooooooooo, I just want to play ball!" Huang Mao cried with footprints all over his body and a black face.
"Go away, if you dare to enter the basketball court, I will break your legs." A group of people roared.
"Ahem, don't scare the children." Zhang Fan said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Brother Fan, we didn't use much force." A group of men said.
Huang Mao's tears are almost squeezing out. He's paralyzed, so why bother? I'm almost beaten to death by you, okay?
People who had the same thoughts as Huang Mao suddenly felt chills running down their backs.
Damn it, what's going on? Where did these guys come from?
Four or five reporters were also confused, but they were even more curious about who the boy who was playing basketball with the girls was.
Especially when they saw the group of men sitting cross-legged around the basketball court again, they blinked their eyes fiercely.
What's going on here? Is he a basketball expert from the provincial sports team?