Ke Yanze frowned subconsciously, not understanding what Zhao Yufeng was planning to do when he called them back.

If it's a provocation——

He licked the corner of his lips, a dangerous gleam flashed in his eyes.

He didn't mind teaching him a lesson.

Zhao Yufeng, who noticed something, felt a chill go down his back, and looked around but found nothing, so he continued to pout his face, and said arrogantly:

"You, aren't you from A University?"

Song Wang, who was looking directly at him, knew that he was asking himself, so he turned around, took a small step forward, and answered without fear:

"how?"

"Heh," Zhao Yufeng put his arms around his chest, tilted his head and sneered:

"Is there no one in University A? You still need help?"

"It seems that you didn't say no, did you?" Song Wang smiled politely, and raised his eyes to meet his.

The sharpness and ferocity of the man just now seemed to be just his own illusion, and the gentleness in his eyes had not faded away. Zhao Yufeng couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he looked at him like this.

Realizing that his reaction was not quite right, he raised his hand to cover up coughing again, and when he raised his eyes, there was a little embarrassment on his face:

"You play well. Are you interested in coming to us to develop?"

Fuck?Poaching people openly? ? ?

A group of big boys from University A were dumbfounded, and they looked at each other for a few times without knowing why. The impulsive Fengyou's complexion changed, and he was about to yell at Zhao Yufeng's face as soon as he took a step.

Before he could utter the foul words, his wrist was pulled by a force behind him.

Although the strength is not great, it is amazing that he can stabilize his restless heart.

He looked back and saw that it was the cousin of his boss, so he couldn't speak out at all.

There was no obvious expression on the child's delicate face, but it just made him feel the extreme displeasure of the other party.

This kind of skill that can save lives at critical moments was honed by the ancestor of the Ke family for many years.Every time I feel like this, someone is about to suffer.

While Fengyou sighed, he couldn't help but sweat for Zhao Yufeng who was opposite him.

I don't know who is better than this little ancestor who initiated Biao and that one?

Thinking about it, Feng You patted his head angrily again.

Oh, what's the comparison? After all, they are father and son, so they must be on par!

Thinking that this is his eldest son's own son, he was still a little excited and looking forward to it.

He suppressed the "godson" he was about to blurt out, squatted down slightly and said in a low voice:

"Cousin, if you have anything to say, just tell me, brother, I have been unhappy with that stupid guy for a long time!"

The child squinted at him, and sneered at the fact that he called himself "brother", but at this moment, he didn't have the intention to seriously care about him, he just lifted his chin slightly, and said lightly:

"Look."

After listening to Zhao Yufeng's "inviting" words, Song Wang's reaction was only to bend the corner of his lower lip, and then said slowly:

"Sorry, I'm just playing basketball as a hobby."

In a short sentence, the implication is that it doesn't take much effort for me to beat you with my hobby, and I have no interest in joining your team.

The tone was so ordinary that no one could fault it, but it made Zhao Yufeng and the others extremely frustrated.

If there was still a bit of a mentality of not admitting defeat just now, it is gone now.

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