Chapter 706 The Crazy Old Man

Those around them saw the old coconut tree of the old man Zhan.

They looked at each other one by one, and then shrugged.

Some also compared their heads with their hands, meaning that there is a problem with this old man's head.

Wang Yi went up to stroke James's back with his hands, helping him along his breath.

Consolation: "Mo Shengqi, Mo Shengqi. The young people are not sensible now. I am not as good as anyone, and I still brag about what king. Even if we are older now, I can’t keep up with my strength.

Not high, but we can kill them by shooting alone. "

Jay Chou also nodded again and again: "When I was young, I can reach 70%of the two -point hit rate. Even if I am old now, 50%of the children abuse this group of children."

They said that, the fans of the Venice King were unwilling.

Especially those three young ladies are the most beautiful one.

She was stained with red hair, wearing white tight short sleeves and very short denim shorts.

I saw the video of King Venice the day before yesterday, and she fell in love with this guy at the time.

The burst of the style of the ball and the healthy muscles made her like to die.

Yesterday she came here to watch him play.

As a result, King Venice didn't come yesterday.

After all, I came today, and I saw his game.

I did not expect to encounter a few old men, and said what to abuse the King of Venice.

Hate her teeth itchy.

"Just your old guys, I have been beside me. I really heard the old lady annoyed. You three, one came out of the old lady, and lost his mouth when you lost."

She did this really to see Wang Yi's old guys unhappy.

Second, it can also attract the attention of King Venice.

The companion next to him quickly advised her.

"This group of old guys is not young. Who knows if there is any heart disease and hypertension? In case you accidentally hit them, they died on the spot, then it is troublesome."

In this way, Wang Yi is unwilling.

"Hey, little girl, close your mouth if you don't talk. Don't look at the three older of us.

Said, he smiled twice.

Sister Hong Mao sneered: "Try it. But you are too old. I bullish you with you one -on -one.

Wang Yi looked at the old man Zhan, and looked at the old man again.

Old man Zhan poured fuel on fire: "Bi! Let this little girl know that we are amazing."

Wang Yi nodded: "Okay, let me have the name for our elderly today."

So he made a trembling look and came to the center of the court.

The red -haired woman also followed him to the center of the stadium.

The red -haired girl said to the Venice Army's people: "By using your basketball, I teach a shameless old guy."

The Venice army saw that the younger sister was hot, and naturally she was not unwilling.

Throwing the ball in their hands to the younger sister.

Miss Red Mao explained to them: ". This old man does not know whether it is dementia or what happened. He has a mess in his mouth, saying that they can abuse the Venice Army now.

The three of the Venice Army glanced at Wang Yi, and didn't care too much about him.

An old man who looks in his sixty -year -old trembling, who would care about him?

The red -haired woman held the ball and made a few dribbles at will.

The undergoing direction of the crotch, the backward change of the back.

The dribble is very skilled, and it should look like playing frequently.

He was so lucky, and a few men on the side of the court also whistled.

"cool--"

"This game is so beautiful. I feel a bit of Irving."

The Venice Army also nodded secretly in those years.

Although it doesn't look like this, among ordinary passers -by, such dribbles are already very silky and very beautiful.

The younger sister raised her chin to Wang Yi and threw the ball directly.

"Ten goals on the free throw, who scored more to win."

Wang Yi was not lucky to hold the ball. It looked very amazing. He came to the free throw line.

Then she showed a pair of gaze, and looked up and down from the Miss Red Mao.

Speaking: "If I win, give me the old man, kiss."

The Miss Red Mao was obviously a little angry.

This old man, the old toad still wants to eat swan meat?

Then he said: "If your old thing loses, I will let my sister spit out sputum on your face, and how far will I roll me far, never appear on the Venice Beach again."

She hates the old man to the extreme.

There are indescribable nausea in tone and expression.

Wang Yi nodded with a smile: "One word is determined."

Then pick up the ball, it looks very amazing.

Shock his right hand and went out of the basket.

However, this vote, directly throw a three -free.

The people around him suddenly laughed.

Wang Yi shook his head helplessly and said, "Well, I haven't played the ball for a long time, and my hands are rusty."

Next, I voted two.

One is still three, and the other is hitting the rebound, but at least half a meter away from the basket.

This has caused the new official's laughter.

"Old guy, hurry up and go back to your grave."

That Miss Red Mao is around her chest with both hands

. A expression of a fool.

Wang Yi shook his head helplessly: "It seems that the body is really rusty, I warm up."

Speaking of putting down the basketball, moving the wrist and ankle.

Start pressing the legs.

This once again caused the ridicule of the people around.

"Isn't the old man afraid to fold your legs?"

"Still turn your neck, don't be afraid to turn your head down?"

"This old man is completely a clown."

After a while, the younger sister had waited impatient: "Old guy, have you finished?"

Wang Yi nodded: "Okay."

To put it, come to the free throw line again.

Stir over and pick up basketball.

No luck.

In the direction of the basket, raise your arms, shake your wrists gently.

There was a crisp sound of the Tiechain Nets: Wow--

Basketball is hollow into the net.

Those people around him were slightly frustrated.

An old man in his sixties, who looks trembling, is really surprising to be able to cast hollow.

But then they laughed.

"Oh, this old man is okay."

But everyone can hear the ridicule in that words.
To be continued...