Wealthy maniac sits on son-in-law

Chapter 114 Big Slap

Mo Tian and his gang are all idiots, this is purely a sharp turn of the head.

"What are you doing, are you playing or not?"

There is still communication here, Zhao Tianyu and others have arrived on the court.

Zhao Tianyu spoke, his tone was a little blunt.

"Anxious!"

"It's normal to lose!"

"This kind of person, do you still count on him, what kind of football virtues do you have?"

The loss is too ugly, the scene can be imagined, and everyone is still mocking at the moment.

The private room upstairs is reserved for leaders, but now Yan Qing is drinking water leisurely.

She would never believe that Zhao Tianyu had the possibility of losing.

To put it bluntly, with the strength of the Zhao family, there is a possibility that the sun will come out from the west, not to mention anything else.

"Strong self-confidence!"

In the distance, Mo Tian and others, because they are receiving political education, naturally still did not play.

Wang Shusheng looked at Zhao Tianyu in the distance and began to sigh.

"Indeed."

The Nanfei team next to him echoed.

Farther away, Lin Weidong was triumphant, extremely relaxed, and did not take the current matter as a matter of course.

The referee turned his head, and he had already waved his hand. If he won't play for a long time, it will definitely not work.

Mo Tian and the others were obviously in a hurry.

"Brother Sheng...or else we..."

Mo Tian gritted his teeth, otherwise, he wouldn't have any tricks, he still didn't know what to do.

"You go first!"

Wang Shusheng looked solemnly and looked at the power forward.

The power forward nodded and headed towards the court.

After the power forward stepped onto the court.

Fatty and the others immediately looked suspicious in their eyes. They were in a hurry to lose earlier, but in fact, they only remembered this matter at this time.

That is, if the team loses by more than [-] points, players from the Nanfei team will join in the second half.

This kind of competition is originally an exhibition match, so naturally this is also a very reasonable way of handling it.

"Okay, no need, we don't need to add people to our team, if we want to add people, we can add people from your side."

Zhao Tianyu pursed his lips, he had already called Lin Qingyan, and he was still afraid of a ball.

Now I'm afraid that the victory will be invincible.

"you sure?"

Before the power forward came forward, the referee was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Tianyu to have such backbone.

"There's no certainty or uncertainty about this. Anyway, they are bound to lose."

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said.

In the audience, there was roaring laughter.

At this moment, no one would believe this rhetoric.

Fatty and the others were extremely embarrassed, and Xiao Jie's face was dark.

Lin Weidong on the sidelines still admired, what is low-key, this is called low-key.

The word low-key does not mean that one must be restrained and conservative.

Introverted and conservative, that is inferior.

What is superiority, superiority is, no matter how arrogant and high-profile, people will not take a high look at it.

This is called real low-key.

Just because everyone has regarded you as a real dick, this is called a sense of substitution.

In this regard, there is still a big gap between him and Zhao Tianyu.

"Boy, are you sure?"

An angry look appeared in the power forward's eyes.

cut!
Zhao Tianyu rolled his eyes.

"Okay, you said it yourself, I will help Team Mo Tian, ​​and I will teach you a lesson."

The power forward snorted coldly.

"What's the joke?"

"It's like killing yourself!"

"I made Dayong angry!"

"Buddhas also have fire, this kid should be taught a lesson!"

Everything is logical.

Although he is a top player in the domestic Super League, he is always an ordinary person, okay? How can he be squeezed like this.

"on!"

Over there, Wang Shusheng had already spoken readily, and the people on Mo Tian's side were overjoyed.

It's all right now, I was afraid that Zhao Tianyu's team would lose too badly, so Wang Shusheng had an opinion.

So we made a show, and Nanfei's players went up to perform and pull points from each other.

Don't worry about it now, Zhao Tianyu has already offended the Nanfei team.

"Are you sure you have thought it through?"

The players walked to the midfield, the ball is still on Zhao Tianyu's side, the referee still has to ask.

It's just because the strength of the two sides is so disparate that it can't be described in words.

"After asking again and again, you are afraid that they will lose, so you don't have to do this."

Zhao Tianyu pursed his lips and glared at Mo Tian at the same time.

He was angry when he saw Mo Tian, ​​it was natural, there was nothing to say.

The whistle has sounded.

The referee gritted his teeth and cut tools, on the court, still pointing.

Fatty's teammates had already turned into clay sculptures and wood sculptures, and the next half, naturally, was still suffering.

"Bring the ball!"

Zhao Tianyu didn't have a car at all, he called out and the ball was in his hands.

He looked at the time, and in these 10 minutes, many things must happen.

However, before Lin Qingyan's side can get it done, there must still be some pressure on his side.

The power forward of the Nanfei team had already arrived in front of him.

The professional players of the Nanfei team played 1v1 with Zhao Tianyu. Under such circumstances, naturally there was no one who was not open-eyed and went to help the defense.

"I'll guard against him!"

Even so, the power forward greeted everyone.

"Boy, if you can score this goal, you will be my father."

After greeting Mo Tian and the others, the power forward looked at Zhao Tianyu, only to see that he only dribbled the ball and gritted his teeth.

This shows that facing professional players is a bit stressful.

The power forward broke out in psychological tactics, lowered his voice, and provoked Zhao Tianyu.

"I wipe!"

Zhao Tianyu was furious, who could stand such a thing.

Whoosh!
He rushed out all of a sudden. Although he couldn't even play as a substitute, he still had some means.

Between seconds.

He has rushed out.

The power forward's speed and reaction are against the sky, he is indeed worthy of his profession, with a grin on his face, extremely relaxed.

Blocking from the left to the right, everyone saw that he was obviously playing with Zhao Tianyu in his hands.

With the footwork and physical strength he showed, he could easily steal Zhao Tianyu, but he still put him under the basket.

"What about monkey playing?"

"This kid is too crazy, I just let him come here on purpose."

"He will know later what despair is."

In the audience, there were all kinds of speculations. Anyone who can understand basketball at the moment can understand it. Professional power forwards are all overwhelmed by height, weight, and skills. Playing Zhao Tianyu is no different from playing.

call!
With 24 seconds up, Zhao Tianyu had to jump up and shoot with an extremely difficult posture.

Snapped!
The power forward has already buckled a big hot pot, and the big hot pot directly slapped Zhao Tianyu's face.

The sound was quite loud, and of course the ball missed, Zhao Tianyu was stunned.

He was stunned by the pain, or because the power forward of the Nanfei team slapped him in the face. In fact, it was not a slap, but a slap directly on his face. As for the slap sound, it was hot pot Cover to the sound of the ball.

In seconds, Zhao Tianyu collapsed to the ground.

"Is this fucker still not blowing?"

Over there, the fat guys who were depressed had already rushed over, which was clearly a foul.

The whistle has sounded!

Defensive foul.

"Boss, are you okay?"

The fat man hurriedly asked.

(End of this chapter)