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Feng Chen heard the scolding of the artillery here, his frown could not help but a slight frown, and he was very upset to hear this insulting language.

Holding Hou Yuting's hand slowly turned around, looked at the cannons in the distance, pointed his finger at him, and then pointed to himself, do you mean me?

"I'm talking about you. Are you deaf? Hurry up and throw the ball over to me, hurry up." The cannon dragged a cigarette with a mouth that resembled 250,000 or 80,000, and was the boss of a decent figure.

His purpose was to humiliate Feng Chen, to provoke him with agitation.

Feng Chen didn't say anything, but there was a sneer in the corner of his mouth, a radian across the corner of his mouth, a trace of pity in his eyes, and a secret in his heart: You pretend to pretend to be forceful, but you're wrong if you scold someone for nothing.

Extend your right foot, point your toes a little, and hook it back, and the basketball will fly up, throw it into the air, and then raise your right leg.

Several people around the cannon saw Feng Chen's obedient movement, and cheers burst out from his mouth.

"It's still the gun brother's brains, hey, in a word, the boy must obediently pick up the ball and be scolded and not even dare to put a fart," a little brother beside the cannon praised flatteringly.

"boom!"

Feng Chen's right toe picked up the basketball thrown into the air, and Feng Chen's eyes were frozen. At the moment, his right leg kicked out, and the basketball directly slammed it straight towards the cannon and others, and the speed was fast.

Of course, the cannons and others have not realized that the danger is approaching them. His mouth is full of cigarettes and he is very shy. He is posing in a catching position, with his hands in front of him, ready to catch the dust kick. Come over basketball.

"Bang" the basketball hit the cannon who received the ball. At first, the cannon was complacent for catching the basketball at such a long distance, and several of his little brothers also cheered and cheered. Leaping, straight call: Artillery Niubi, Artillery Wuwei.

However, the artillery just wanted to say "nonsense, which time isn't the artillery awesome", but before he said it, he felt that something was wrong. The basketball hit him, and it didn't stop. Rotating in the hands, and also very strong.

"Om ....."

Then there was a light bang, and the cannonball burst into friction.

"Well, am I going to him?" The cannon screamed in pain, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Crapping!" A crisp sound!

The strong rotation of the basketball dislocated his wrist and dislodged the cannon, his face pale, his hands subconsciously released.

The basketball passed through his hands and slammed a "bang" directly on his face, again with a crisp sound.

The cannon did n’t even have a howl this time, so the **** nostrils were taken away by basketball for a distance of one meter. The nosebleed made a rainbow in the air, and the cannon himself became one in the air. Very wonderful parabola.

The huge impact of basketball directly stunned the cannon. He lay on the ground without moving, just like a dead dog. Now he and the previous him are completely different at this moment. Disappeared.

Although the cannon passed out, his twisted face with a painful expression and his mouth tilted. It seems that before the passing out, he seemed to have suffered some inhuman torture. Cold, otherwise his face wouldn't show such a painful expression, it seems that Feng Chen's move made him hold.

A few brothers on the side of the cannon, including the strenuous dead-end strongman, were dumbfounded, watching the wrist on the ground has deformed, their cannons bloodless, and rubbed their aggressive eyes. I thought I had read it wrong, dazzled, and even the effort of standing in another stadium stunned my chin and took a ball.

Feng Chen is at least 20 meters away from the cannon. Isn't it just kicking the ball with one kick, and it won't make people like this? Is it because the boy is a cannon, he wants to knock him off. Some money? But this kid's acting skills are great too!

Thinking of this, I had to work hard to admire the cannon, and I couldn't help looking at the cannon.

If the artillery that fainted past knew what was going on at the moment, it would absolutely force them to get up from the ground, wave their fists, and yell: Go to your Malegobi.

Later, after struggling to figure this out, the anxiety and anxiety in his heart disappeared for a moment, beckoning to a younger brother on the cannon side.

"Boss Fei, what's the order!" One of the cannon's younger buns saw Fei Li beckoned, and he ran to Fei Li.

He lowered his head and whispered in the ear of the younger brother named Baozi, "This is another way for the Cannon Brothers. Hey, wait a moment and you will take your friends over ... and then ... Force this kid, understand? "

"I'm going, Artillery Niubi, you can think of this approach."

In the ear of Baozi, he listened to the laborious words, different colors and ripples, his eyes brightened, he kept applauding, and then looked back at the gun brother lying on the ground like a dead dog. child.

Look at the original creator again, Feng Chen looks like nothing else, patted the dust on the shoes, smiled slightly at Hou Yuting.

"Brother Feng, why did that person faint? No problem!" Hou Yuting watched the process of receiving the ball from the cannon and then fainted. She was also surprised at the same time.

Not to mention such a long distance, even if Feng Chen used it hard, and the basketball flew so far, the power of the basketball itself should not be enough to knock a fat man over 100 pounds directly. Are people pretending?

"It's okay, this grandson is acting, leave him alone."

Feng Chen secretly disdain, and pretend to be a calf with me? This time is considered light, if there is another time, you can not take care of yourself directly.

"This kid hit the gun brother, brothers, can't let him slip away." Baozi, the younger brother of the gun, roared, and he had already been laboriously hinted that he naturally thought it was a bitter scheme by the boss. It is impossible not to waste the good intentions of the cannon.

What they don't know is, what is this bitterness of the artillery show, so they really fainted and have to admire these silly wild ideas.

Baozi told everyone the laborious thoughts, and they all showed a clear-cut look, and they gave thumbs up to the cannon lying on the ground, and then rubbed their hands together and looked at the dusty two not far away. .

Feng Chen heard the shout, turned his head a little impatiently, and coldly swept around a few people present, sneered, and didn't bother to care about these fools.