I was banned from the Olympics for being too strong

Chapter 42 The Return

The news of Mo Lang's upcoming return shocked the entire Internet.

Countless fans of Mo Lang left messages below, guessing what classic scenes Mo Lang will bring this time.

"My lord, I just bought 1 3:[-] and the Zhehai team won. You told me that Langshen is back, isn't that too bullying?"

"Hahaha, I bought 50 1:0.5 and the Shanghai team won. I was thinking of seeking wealth and insurance, but this wave is stable!"

"It's time for a dog. As soon as the news came out, the ratio of the Zhehai team became 1:9, which is too exaggerated!"

"What's even more exaggerated is that the Shanghai team won 1:0.3 and a lot of people bought it. How crazy do you think this is?"

"In the final analysis, Langshen is too strong, and a Wu Qian is not enough to see."

"The rookie Wang Hu Sen can win Wu Qian in the regular season, and the Langshen who can make Hu Sen recognize him as his master, won't it be easy to win Wu Qian?"

"I don't think so. How long have Hu Sen and Mo Lang been playing in friendly matches? Now Hu Sen is much stronger than that time. Mo Lang has been injured for so long, maybe he can't beat Hu Sen."

"That's right, and I heard recently that since Wu Qian lost to Hu Sen, this month after the end of the regular season, he specially went to the NBA for a month of special training, and he has made great progress!"

"Is this news reliable?"

"I don't know if it's reliable or not. Anyway, the ratio is 1:9. Buy [-] and play for fun. If you win, you'll make a lot of money. If you lose, you won't feel bad."

"Damn it, you don't feel bad if you lose [-], are you bragging?"

"Brother, what are you thinking? Gambling is against the law. We're not talking about money, we're talking about happy beans."

"..."

Internet surfers have different opinions on this ball game and express their opinions.

But most of them are not optimistic about the Zhehai team. It is really that Mo Lang's performance in that first show was too double-eyed.

Up to now, many people still click to watch, and the playback volume has reached billions.

Even many people abroad think that this is a special effect, and it is impossible for any Chinese to be able to take off from the free throw line.

It doesn't matter though, because the game is about to start!
The day before the game.

In a deep mountain in Kunnan City.

"Ah, pain, pain, take it easy!"

"I'm already very light, please bear with me, I'll be fine soon."

"Ah~ pull it out slowly, insert it so thickly, you don't think it hurts when you pull it out again!"

"Is it my fault? It's not that you said that you came here to be exciting, just bear with it and you'll be fine soon."

Deep in the mountains and in the woods, there was a strange conversation between a man and a woman.

"what!"

Then the girl yelled.

"Stop screaming, the thorns are all pulled out, let's go back quickly, I have to go back to play the game tomorrow!"

Mo Lang pulled out the thorn that had penetrated Lan Tian's soles, looked at Lan Tianxin helplessly and said.

A good big bed does not lie down, so I have to drag myself to the mountain to pick hawthorns, and I also said that exploring the deep mountains and old forests is exciting.

As a result, the hawthorn was picked, but when I went back, I stepped on the thorn.

The three-centimeter-long thorn directly penetrated the flat shoe and penetrated into Lan Tianxin's sole, causing her to scream in pain.

"Competition, competition, competition, I think you will play in your heart, and you will live with your basketball in the future!"

As soon as Lan Tianxin thought that Mo Lang was leaving in the afternoon, his heart felt empty.

Especially after Mo Lang left, she might not be able to meet until after the game, so she was very unhappy.

"I don't want to leave either, but my body can't take it anymore. Every time I go to buy oysters, the uncle who sells oysters looks at me strangely and tells me, young man, oysters are very healthy, but this kind of thing needs to be combined with work and rest. , to control the number of times."

Mo Lang said aggrievedly.

"Shut up, you bastard!"

Lan Tian gave Mo Lang a blank look, put his hands on his hips, sat on the rock and said confidently: "It's not because you are so pushy. There are so many girls on the Internet who call you male, so I won't squeeze you dry, so you can't mess around!"

"Haha, okay, I'll carry you on my back, come up, and move by yourself."

"Pooh!"

Back at the school of conscience that had been rebuilt, after the two kissed affectionately goodbye, Mo Lang set off on his way home!
I trained for three months.

The arm has fully recovered.

Time to go back and tell those people...

Who is the real garbage!

The game is tomorrow afternoon, and Mo Lang is on the plane tomorrow morning. Why did he go there this afternoon? Because it takes seven hours to get to the airport, and there are no planes in the past.

At the same time, a man with a height of 188 got off the plane from the United States to China.

He looked into the distance, clenched his fist tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "Whether you come back today or not, I will tell everyone that I, Wu Qian, am no longer the Wu Qian I was a month ago!"

Yes, this person was Wu Qian who had been specially trained from the United States for a month!
After this month of special training, he has successfully reached the NBA level.

He is confident that if he meets Hu Sen again, he can finish him off!

But this time when he came back, he felt that Hu Sen would be happier after beating Mo Lang to death.

Didn't he say that if he wanted to beat his master, he had to beat him?

He directly defeated Mo Lang this time, does Hu Sen still have the face to speak out?

Thinking of this scene, Wu Qian wanted to laugh happily.

"Can you fucking go? Block the door, wear sunglasses, do you think you are a big star?"

"..."

……

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game day.

Eight in the morning.

There are still six hours until the game.

"Hello, what? It's raining over there? The plane is delayed for two hours, and you won't arrive until twelve o'clock?"

Yao Da received a call from Mo Lang early in the morning, and he was in a bad mood.

The sky is clear in Shanghai, but it is stormy in Kunnan. This joke is a little too big.

"It's okay, safety is important, just arrive at 12 o'clock at 12 o'clock, and the game time is [-] o'clock in the afternoon, just arrive before then."

Yao Da sighed. Fortunately, the game was in the morning and afternoon, and there were still two hours in between. It was enough to travel from the airport to the arena.

Two hours before the game.

12 o'clock noon.

Shanghai International Airport.

"Huh, I'm finally back."

Looking at the familiar tall buildings, Mo Lang took a deep breath.

He never expected that it would take him three months to go to Kunnan, and the regular season would be over.

Fortunately, I caught up with the playoffs, otherwise I would have no sense of presence in the CBA.

After walking out of the airport, Mo Lang went straight to the training base of the Shanghai team. Although the game was in the afternoon, he couldn't wait!

He checked the route, and found that one hour was enough time from the airport to the arena, and he still had time to have lunch.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Mo Lang patted his stomach in satisfaction, then put on his mask and sunglasses, took a car and headed towards the arena.

In late autumn, the lingering prestige of the autumn tiger is still there, and it is still a little hot at noon.

"Young man, seeing how tall you are, you must have gone to the arena to watch the ball game."

Taxi drivers all have the same hobbies, chatting with passengers, no, when he heard that Mo Lang was going to the arena, he said:
"I know there is a match between the Shanghai team and the Zhehai team today, and the tickets are sold at tens of thousands. It is said that the kid named Mo Lang is back."

"I don't know what magic power this kid has. So many young people like him, but to be honest, he is really a pure man for the things he did in the disaster area. Many of our drivers gave him a thumbs up when they talked about him. "

Because Mo Lang was wearing a mask and sunglasses, the driver did not recognize Mo Lang.

"Mo Lang, I know him well. This kid is not as good as you said. He just went to save his girlfriend."

Mo Lang said jokingly.

"What I admire is his point. If he treats his own woman well, he can die. From this point, it can be seen that Mo Lang is definitely a lover. We love men because we love our wives." The driver master smiled. Said.

boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise and the two cars in front collided!
The road was instantly blocked into a long queue.

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