king of los angeles

Chapter 231 232. No Difficulties
Judging from the eyes, the two black men really don't seem to know themselves. These guys don't watch the NBA?Or a Clippers fan.

"Jamal."

The man who took the lead seemed to have some strength, his muscles were very strong, and his legs were thick. After entering the court, he took the initiative to greet Lin Feng.

"Jack."

Lin Feng gave himself a name casually, he would not often appear on the street court, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles.

"Jack" originated from the Titanic, which he believes is the most outstanding one in the history of human movies.

"Jack."

The black man named Jamal repeated his name again, "You are a stranger, I have never seen you in this stadium before."

Another man said, "Jamal is the best street player here, Kyle Kuzma of the Lakers is his opponent."

Lin Feng sweated a little. I don't know if this is a cruel word they made up or if Kuzma really lost to this Jamal. If it is true, it would be too embarrassing.

"Okay brother, I don't need to know your name, just remember that I will blow you up."

Lin Feng understands that it is a custom to talk harshly to each other before the game, but he doesn't want to waste too much time today.

Just seeing Ursula's expectant eyes, and she scored a goal just now, Lin Feng needed to regain his face, and Jamal, who was taken advantage of, jumped out.

He didn't know Jamal's background, but he was confident to blow him up.

The two girls who came with Jamal wore big earrings and looked very hip-hop. The four of them were obviously in a two-two relationship, ready to watch their powerful boyfriend fight off strangers who broke into the stadium.

"Dude, respond to his rudeness, three rounds," said another man, patting Jamal on the arm.

three rounds?Lin Feng was a little annoyed. He had scored 52 points in a single game in the NBA, yet he was looked down upon by a bunch of ignorant wild boys.

Those people may not have noticed the dazzling Ferrari outside, and the young and beautiful Ursula.

Not much nonsense, Jamal attacked first, his ball-handling action is very similar to Okogie, the Timberwolves backup guard impressed himself very much.

Jamal is a streetball player. When he first came up, he showed dazzling streetball moves, various floor rolls, etc. Lin Feng looked at him and thought this guy was from an acrobatic troupe.

A man and two women who followed Jamal began to cheer. Under this kind of encouragement, Jamal showed off his streetball skills even more, but it was useless to break through Lin Feng's defense.

He started to move, speeding up the dribble and trying to hit the ground through his crotch, but Lin Feng saw it through. He stood still and didn't even need to move. He just slapped his right hand behind him and snatched the basketball away.

A man and two women began to lament and Ursula jumped up with joy.

"Take it easy Miss Watson, this is just the beginning."

In the duel just now, Lin Feng probably understood Jamal's ability. This guy was able to kill Kuzma, most likely it was a gimmick on his head.

Lin Feng dribbled the ball out of the three-point line, Jamal clapped his hands and put on a posture of trying to defend.

"It's your turn buddy, I made a mistake just now, but I promise you're going to be gutted."

Jamal has been uttering harsh words, disturbing Lin Feng's mentality.

But Lin Feng didn't care, everything was useless in front of absolute power.It's his turn to attack, long shot from the three-point line?Not challenging enough.

Since Jamal is a streetball player, Lin Feng intends to beat him with streetball moves.First, he dribbled two steps backward to widen the distance, and then lowered his body to make a continuous hand-to-hand dribble movement under the crotch.

The basketball was pressed very low by him, with almost no bounce height.This step alone stunned Jamal's friends. No one in this open-air stadium has ever been able to practice dribbling to this level.

Jamal also sensed something was wrong, seeing Lin Feng standing up suddenly, a simple disguise shook the opponent's center of gravity, and after passing him, he faced a wide basket.

Lin Feng took big strides, this was even simpler than the usual training games, throwing and dunking himself, causing the old basket to shake a few times.

Jamal, who was staggered by the shaking, had no time to react, and stared at him with surprised eyes after standing still.

Ursula acted very calmly, just smiled slightly at Lin Feng, she was someone who had seen Lin Feng's true capabilities.

Jamal shook his head, his face was a little ugly, and he had to obediently pick up the ball after being passed by with one step.

It was still Lin Feng's round, and Jamal was more serious than last time.

"Go on buddy, it was an accident just now, I will definitely guard against you."

Lin Feng didn't care, and continued to dribble the ball easily. He wanted to continue teaching Jamal.

After consecutive crotch dribbles and attacking the basket from the right side, Jamal clung to his body, trying to use his muscles to cause Lin Feng to make a mistake.

One step outside the paint area, Lin Feng suddenly stopped and pulled the ball back. Jamal, who was caught off guard, fell directly and was extremely embarrassed.

"God, Jamal got knocked over."

A man and two women on the sidelines did not expect this to happen, and the man hugged his head even more.

After the emergency stop, Lin Feng chose a mid-range shot to end the round. Everything was so easy that it couldn't be easier.

"What's the matter, man? Give me a little pressure."

Lin Feng looked at Jamal with a smirk, and the latter felt ashamed.

In the third round, he was more relaxed, dazzled the dribble and then turned to pass Jamal, the fake action of his right palm and eyes made the opponent think he was going to shoot.

Naturally, he was deceived again. Watching Jamal fly by in front of him, Lin Feng cut into the basket and dunked with both hands hanging on the basket.

Everyone can see that the two are not on the same level at all, just like a high school student teaching an elementary school student.

There is no doubt that he will win the game, but Lin Feng deliberately missed a goal in order to make Jamal feel a little involved.

After switching the ball, Jamal's fancy streetball moves have restrained a lot, but he still cannot escape bad luck.

I don't know whether his head is cramping or he is eager to save face. This guy actually planned to block the dunk, but Lin Feng slapped the ball and sent it flying.

Facts have proved that Lin Feng has made rapid progress in five months. He let Jamal, who is not bad, eat duck eggs, and he simply scored 15 points to end the battle, including three blocked shots.

Jamal's friends couldn't believe the result. The four originally planned to play in this open-air stadium for a while, but they were the ones who wanted to leave. The process was tragic and they lost all face.

"You didn't yell? That's not your style, Miss Ursula."

During the ten minutes of bullfight just now, Lin Feng didn't even break a sweat.

"I know your ability, this is all pediatrics for you."

"Well, the only point I lost tonight came from you."

The four of Jamal were so abused that they had no temper. They stood still and watched the two of them show off their dog food.

The task in the afternoon was completed, and it was almost six o'clock. The two returned to the Ferrari, kicking the accelerator and speeding towards the "Saints" nightclub.

Leaving Jamal and the four standing in place fascinated.

"That person seems to be Gary Smith."

I don't know who said it.

(End of this chapter)