This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Chapter 44: No Soul's Basket!

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Nie Xiaojiu and Yun Muxiang's smile were stiff, they could fight with others, but compared to Yang Yifen a few people, there was still a... slight gap!

Of course, how can you lose momentum at this time, Nie Xiaojiu hummed: “Xu Ping, at least Master Ben won't make a hand-slip to people, such a low and grade mistake! ”

This Xu Ping's parents are in the jewellery business, although not comparable to the previous few, they are also a rich second generation, because Xu's company has a lot of cooperation with the Yang family, and Xu Ping naturally became Yang Yifen's sidekick!

Yang Yifan laughed after hearing Xu Ping, "Looks like Master Nie is going to show his hands! ”

Nie Xiaojiu: “...” Shit! When did Master Ben say that?

“We have an appointment. We don't have time!” The clouds whispered.

Nie Xiaojiu nodded immediately: “Yes, I have an appointment, I don't have time to teach you to be people! ”

Joke, this young master is not good at this, can ask him to play games, abuse you to cry...

“If you don't, just throw a few balls! It won't take a few minutes!” Yang Yifen was not angry, and still smiled tightly.

At his behest, several players moved a basketball basketball and placed it directly in front of three people!

Many students have been surrounded, after seeing this scene, everyone will look forward to seeing the three of them in the evening!

“...” Nie Xiaojiu glanced at Yun Muxiao, finished, just loaded B, now to pay it back, I knew it would be better to beat Yang up a sail!

The two of you looked at Night Xuan in the eye, brother, but you were the first B, find a step down the stairs!

“Why don't you just throw a ball?” Night Xuan shrugged his shoulders, walked to the frame, picked up a basketball and held it in his hand, and turned to Yang Yi Fan Dao: “Apprentice, see as your teacher to teach you to be human! ”

Speaking, he threw the basketball in his hand into a basket more than 20 meters away from a few people!

Nie Xiaojiu thought that what Night Xuan said was very fantastic, and his performance in the casino that night, he felt that Night Xuan would do it if he just said it, and that the ball would definitely...

“Er...” The ball actually rubbed past the basket and didn't even hit it!

Yun Muxiang covered his face, the first ball didn't hit, his face was disgraced...

Night Xuan morning was stiff, the eyes flashed a little awkward, did not grasp the force well...

“Pfft...” Yang Yifen couldn't help laughing out loud, deep down his eyes were full of disdain, just watched the dark dawn of the magic, he still had some drumming in his heart, I didn't think it was still the same as before, only talkative waste!

Xu Ping also laughed coldly. He was just about to say the irony of Night Xuan morning, but saw him take another basketball and throw it into the basket!

This time, the ball fell directly into the net, a perfect three-point ball!

But this is not over. I saw Night Xuan reach into a basket with basketball, like a snowball battle. A basketball turned into a perfect parabola, lined up, thrown into the basket, and it was all threesomes!

Nie Xiaojiu and Yun Muxiang gazed at each other. Is this the legendary opening?

This is like a fucking production pipeline, no basketball soul, but it just feels so admirable!

Yang Yifen and Xu Ping's face. The smile had long disappeared. The expression on his face was like eating a dead fly!

The last basketball spinning at the tip of Night Xuan's finger, he didn't rush to throw, but looked at Yang Yifen with a smile!