NBA: teammates go home, start Qingfeng template

Chapter 63

After the game against the Rockets, the Heat had two days of rest.

In the past two days, Jenna, this annoying little fairy, has been stuck with Chen Feng.

The two had in-depth exchanges many, many times.

Jenna’s feelings for Chen Feng have heated up to the point where she can’t help herself!

Originally, Jenna wanted to continue to stay with Chen Feng.

But the Kardashian family is going to Europe to attend a fashion event, and Jenner must attend.

As a last resort, she reluctantly said goodbye to Chen Feng.

The next morning.

After Chen Feng drove Jenna to the airport in his Ferrari, he went straight to Huangjin Beach Resort.

As Miami’s streetball leader, Chen Feng has not been to a streetball court in person for a long time since entering the NBA.

The Golden Beach Street Stadium was Chen Feng’s most frequented”street stadium” before.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng arrived at the Golden Beach Street Stadium.

Seeing the boss appear, the street ball players immediately stopped playing and rushed forward to surround Chen Feng.

“Uh-oh! The boss is back to see us!”

“Boss, long time no see!”

“You are too strong, boss! That game against the Rockets made my blood boil with excitement!”

“Our boss is a conqueror wherever he goes! Not only can you conquer the street courts, but you can also conquer the NBA!”

Chen Feng high-fived the younger brothers one by one with a smile on his face.

“Hey, boss!”Marson, Chen Feng’s most loyal and trustworthy younger brother, stepped forward and said happily:

“Boss, you’ve been playing so well in the NBA recently, and more and more people want to join us!”

“And there are many people from out of town who come here to challenge us! He gave us a lot of money!!”

“Boss, seriously, you should give our streetball group a name!”

Streetball group?

Chen Feng was stunned after hearing this. During my absence, has a small gang developed into a streetball group?

And while the two were talking, a burst of noise suddenly came from the streetball court. cry:

“Where is Chen Feng?”

“Who is Chen Feng!”

“I want to challenge him!”

A burst of shouting attracted the attention of the street ball players present.

Marson walked over quickly and without saying a word slapped a black teenager on the back of the head.

“Kid, shut up!”

This black boy with dreadlocks is the one who shouted to challenge Chen Feng.

“Boss, this kid wants to challenge you!”

Chen Feng was sitting on the terrace surrounded by street ball players. He took a look at the black boy… He looked very familiar. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old. I couldn’t say he was skinny. He was actually a little thin and short.

“Are you Chen Feng? The black boy was quite aggressive:”I want to challenge you!””

“Hahahaha~” The street ball players present burst into laughter.

Chen Feng also smiled:”Why should I accept your challenge.”

The black boy also came prepared. He opened his shirt and exposed the black object around his waist.

“Just this!”

“Well!!!”Everyone covered their mouths and started cheering again.

Chen Feng glanced at him.

What a guy!

He didn’t learn well at a young age, and he even played with guns!

“May I have your name.”

Mute the world

The black boy slapped his nose across the bridge and replied:

“My name is Ja Morant!”

Oh?!

Chen Feng took a closer look at the boy…

Okay!

It turns out to be your boy, no wonder he looks so familiar!

If it’s Morant, Chen Feng won’t find it strange.

Daqing, this boy has been the gun king since he was a child!

“Are you going to challenge me to get some money from me to buy some bullets for your gun?”

Chen Feng’s American humor made the boys around him burst into laughter.

Morant covered the pistol on his waist, and the little black face turned red, a little embarrassed, and shouted loudly:

“No laughing! You can’t even laugh!”

“I don’t want your money! I just have one condition……”

Chen Feng was curious:”What are the conditions?”

Morant slapped his chest:”If I win, I will hang out with you from now on!”

Fuck with me?

Chen Feng understood, it turned out that Morant wanted to join the gang!

That’s normal.

American boys like Morant, who are fourteen or fifteen years old, are the age when they admire gangster culture the most.

Chen Feng is certainly not a ‘gangster’.

But in the eyes of others, Chen Feng’s status on the streets of Miami is no different from that of a ‘gangster’.

It’s normal for Morant to want to join the street ball scene. after all.

Now he is just an ordinary high school student who looks unremarkable, even too thin.

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I’m afraid no one could have imagined that this kid would become the sole gun king of the NBA in the future.

“What if you lose?”

Chen Feng’s question made Morant pause.

He hesitated and stretched his hands to his waist.

“If I lose, this is yours!”

The gun king has put all his beloved pistols on him? It seems that Morant is spending a lot of money!

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, giving Marson a look.

Marson immediately walked over and held down Morant’s head. , push him onto the court

“Come on, kid, let me play with you!”

“Who are you? I want to fight him…Hey, take your hands away! Don’t ruin my dreadlocks!”

“Let me win first and then talk about it, kid.”

Then the two fought 1V1 and hit 5 balls.

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In less than 5 minutes, Marson shaved Morant’s head

“You little brat doesn’t play well at football, but you still dare to imitate others and challenge our boss!”

Marson kicked Morant in the butt:

“Get out! Come back after two and a half years of practice!”

Then.

Morant reluctantly handed his beloved pistol to Marson, turned around and ran away. After running a certain distance, he did not forget to turn around and say harsh words:

“Chen Feng, listen to me… one day, I will definitely be your little brother!”

??? Everyone around me was confused.

Will I be your little brother one day? These harsh words are quite ‘harsh’!”

‘After saying that, Morant disappeared without a trace.

Marson handed the pistol to Chen Feng:”Boss, it seems you can’t hold a gun in the United States.”

Chen Feng is from the Dragon Kingdom, so of course he can’t hold a gun.

But he still took the pistol and started playing with it…

The appearance, texture, and workmanship were very fine, and it felt heavy in his hand, much like a real gun.

But, it’s just very similar.

Then, Chen Feng pulled the trigger and heard a”click” sound.

The next second, a flame emerged from the muzzle of the gun.

Everyone was dumbfounded……