Chapter 9: The Situation Takes a Turn
The crab was shocked, and Mike Harris, who was lying on the ground, couldn't believe it even more. He looked at Yang Mo with surprise in his eyes: This guy actually knocked me to the ground. His height and weight are not enough to beat me?
After taking a close look at Yang Mo, I only found one slightly special thing, that is Yang Mo's long arms, with an arm span estimated to be more than 2.1 cm. But, arm span has nothing to do with strength, right?
When everyone was shocked and surprised, Yang Mo touched his butt in confusion. He knew that his current strength was extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. He just used only 80% of his strength. Logically speaking, he only carried 60% of Shaquille O'Neal's strength, which was not so outrageous, right?
Yang Mo was puzzled. He could only say that Yang Mo didn't know how amazing Shaquille O'Neal's power was during his peak period. This guy's power during his peak period was absolutely a nightmare for NBA inside players. He was a complete bug, and the NBA even changed the rules of the game for him. Moreover, it is worth mentioning that 60% of the power during his peak period was almost equal to 80% or even 90% of Shaquille O'Neal's power during his normal period. Because the power Yang Mo obtained was: 60% of Shaquille O'Neal's maximum power in his life. In other words, even if Yang Mo went to compete with Shaquille O'Neal now, he would not suffer too much.
"Foul, definitely a foul!" After helping Mike Harris up, Li Feng immediately rushed to Yang Mo and cursed loudly, "You must have used some tricks, you dirty thing."
"Get lost!" Yang Mo was too lazy to waste words with him and dismissed his entanglement with a clean and sharp syllable.
But Li Feng didn't take Yang Mo's words seriously. Instead, he went a step further, almost touching Yang Mo's face, and shouted loudly: "Are you threatening me? Do you think I am still the same Li Feng? Now I have Young Master Zhang backing me up, what else can you do to me? Do you know who Young Master Zhang is..."
Bang!
Yang Mo didn't have the forbearance to accept Li Feng's saliva attack, and she simply slapped him to the ground.
Yang Mo's current strength was as fierce as a wild bear, so he fell to the ground with a slap. His mind went blank for about ten seconds before he came to his senses.
While everyone outside was shocked and surprised at Li Feng being knocked to the ground by a slap, Yang Mo glanced at Zhang Zixuan calmly and said, "Pay more attention to your dog!"
"Don't worry about that." Zhang Zixuan gritted his teeth and replied, then turned around and vented all his anger on Li Feng: "Is he dead? If not, get up and keep fighting!"
When Li Feng heard this, he felt even more wronged: "Why don't you help me vent my anger? Isn't it said that you should look at the owner when beating a dog? He is beating me in front of you now, isn't that the same as beating you?"
Although he felt wronged, he really didn't dare to speak out. If Zhang Zixuan got angry and slapped him again, he wouldn't know who to complain to.
Zhang Zixuan also wanted to help his dog vent his anger, but the question was, did he dare to do it now? If Yang Mo really became the son-in-law of the Jinding Group , if he offended him now, he would definitely die miserably!
This time, he asked Li Feng to play such a gentle trick, obviously wanting to leave himself a way out. If he wins, he can vent his anger and successfully kill Yang Mo's prestige. He can also record these scenes and send them to the chairman of Jinding Group for personal review. I believe that by then, no matter how much Zhou Yi likes him, Chairman Zhou will not accept such a shameful son-in-law. If he loses, he can also push all the responsibilities to Li Feng. Isn't it just a dog anyway? Keep it after it dies.
In short, in short, Zhang Zixuan really wanted to vent his anger on Yang Mo. But he didn't dare to do it openly. He was happy to do it secretly.
At Zhang Zixuan's urging, Li Feng finally got up and continued to fight with his face swollen like a pig's head. To be honest, it didn't matter whether he was injured or not. His strength was not good enough, even worse than that of the young master Zhang Zixuan. He was just a filler.
After serving again, Yang Mo still blocked McHarris in the inside. McHarris couldn't move at all under Yang Mo's brute force. As soon as McHarris was restricted, Crow and Monkey were like fish in water. These two had no problem facing Li Feng and Zhang Zixuan.
After all, Li Feng is a guy who can run, catch the ball and shoot, while Zhang Zixuan, this young man, is very tired of physical contact. He is used to playing indoor floor games, and he feels restrained on the concrete floor. He can't move his hands and feet freely at all, for fear of hurting his precious body.
Swish!
Soon, the Ravens scored from beyond the three-point line. It was a face|shot, a pull-up shot over Li Feng's head.
Crow is 198cm tall, so he naturally has an advantage over Li Feng who is 185cm tall.
"I guarantee you won't be able to score a goal next time."
Before serving, Yang Mo whispered this into McHarris' ear.
Although McHarris was upset after hearing this, he did not retaliate immediately because he did not expect to encounter NBA-level physical contact in such a wild ball court. He originally thought that he was just here for fun and could earn 50,000 RMB for it, so why not?
When McHarris ran to the three-point line to catch the ball, Yang Mo followed him like a shadow. Her body kept pressing against him, and she kept bumping into him, and with her terrifyingly long arms, McHarris had no space to catch the ball at all...
But even in this situation, Li Feng was still happy to pass the ball to Mike Harris, because Mike Harris's omnipotence in the face of crabs had given him a serious illusion, and he believed that Yang Mo would definitely not be able to defend him!
So, he passed the basketball boldly...Snap!
Before the basketball flew to Mike Harris, Monkey jumped out and easily took the basketball into his arms. After Monkey received the ball, he did not wait for Zhang Zixuan to come over to defend, and directly took a step outside the three-point line to jump and shoot...Swish!
The basketball went into the net and the score instantly became 7:4.
Less than two minutes after Yang Mo came back, the game went from hopeless to full of vitality.
"Idiot, can't you just give the ball to me?" When the monkey scored a goal, Zhang Zixuan cursed Li Feng the first time. This was his own dog, and he could curse him however he wanted, and no one could stop him.
"…………" Li Feng bowed his head and agreed, not daring to speak loudly, fearing that he would be cursed more fiercely. Although he wanted to say: Isn't Monkey your defender? If you had defended in time, would the ball have been lost just now? Moreover, even if we lose, I am the one who took off my underwear and covered my head, do you need to curse me like this?
