506: C506 One must Know Humility When Visiting One's Home

C506 One must Know Humility When Visiting One's Home

This was very awkward!

Chen Tye held the basketball and looked around in confusion. A few of his comrades were stuck there, unable to get out of the way.

"Shoot him!" The crowd suddenly shouted loudly. It was truly a grand and orderly scene.

Number Eight from the Eighth High School had a dark look on his face, and even though he was a little closer, he did not really watch him closely. He sneered: "It's so far, if you can still enter, I'll admit it!"

"Shoot him, make him lose face!"

"Doctor Chen, shoot! You'll definitely hit!"

Everyone was shouting, Chen Tye smiled embarrassedly: "This, isn't good, right? Student, you're not on guard, I really threw it away. "

Number Eight curled his lips in disdain. Going up against someone was just a ball of luck. With such a long distance between them, he didn't believe it at all …

Whoosh!

He threw the basketball again. It didn't bend or jump. He just threw it straight out.

A group of people held their breath as they watched the basketball fly across the sky and gradually approach the rebounding board.

Not good, it was crooked!

"Boom!"

Eh, it hit again!

This time, it was even quieter. The air suddenly became cold and many pairs of eyes stared straight at Chen Tye. One was a ball of luck, what about the other?

Chen Tye honestly scratched his head: "Haha, luck, there's no helping it, my luck has always been very good."

"Yeah, it hit again! Doctor Chen is mighty! "

"Ahh, shoot him to death! Haha, look at his face. It's all remnant of Doctor Chen. Haha …"

The crowd boiled up once again. Number Eight's face was extremely ugly to behold. He really felt as if something had sprayed onto his face, making him very uncomfortable.

F * ck you! Two and a half points in a row, and it's so far away, let's get out of here!

Loong Teng High School and the group of people didn't care how dark their faces were, they were extremely excited. This was especially so for the players on the field. They thought that Doctor Chen really wouldn't know how to play.

Very quickly, the ball was served by the Eighth High School once again. After half a game, it was still No.8 with the ball. He didn't believe it at all. He clenched his teeth and approached the ball step by step. Meanwhile, Chen Tye slowly stepped back into the three-point line.

Suddenly, Number Eight started charging again. It was still a beautiful cross step, but this time, Chen Tye was not passed by him and kept up with his pace.

Annoyed, Eight puts on his shoulders and dashes forward.

If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be knocked over. This guy's strength was not ordinary, even Chen Tye felt a little annoyed. He didn't evade or evade at all. Instead, he forcefully continued to block. On the other hand, Number Eight was sent flying and plopped to the ground.

He could not hang on to his life. Without caring about the pain, Number Eight immediately got up and roared: "Fuck you! Do you know how to play football? You're breaking the rules!"

"I really don't know how to." Chen Tye shrugged with a serious expression, "If it's against the rules, then so be it. Let's throw a free throw."

Number Eight originally wanted to continue cursing, but his companions held him back so that he could only gloomily go for the free throw. However, there was something wrong with the atmosphere. The smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger.

Once again, the penalty kick. This time, Number Eight did not let Chen Tye hold the ball again and kept a close eye on him. Very quickly, he missed the target, and quickly countered with Eighth High School.

The eighth dribble ran all the way back. When he saw that Chen Tye was unable to catch up, he could finally vent out his anger.

However, just as he was about to jump onto the basket, a companion across from him suddenly cried out, "Be careful!"

Without waiting for Number Eight's reaction, a figure flew by. With a "pa" sound, the basketball was held down. Chen Tye forcibly grabbed the ball and threw it towards the team members that hadn't come back yet.

Long term, easy basketball score!

As Number Eight landed, his expression was rather marvelous. His two fists were clenched tightly as his body continuously trembled.

A big hotpot, and it was a humiliation to the hotpot, cruel to the point of being inhumane!

The crowd burst into an uproar as they continued to howl and mock him. They were truly brazen. Who asked him to be so arrogant before? At this moment, he was naturally full of ridicule.

Seeing his gloomy look, Chen Tye smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, it's normal to make a mistake. Next time, I might not be able to keep up. I really don't know how to fight."

Number Eight became even angrier when he heard this. He had clearly thrown him off, but who knew why he had caught up. Being played like this by someone who didn't know how to f * cking beat up someone was really annoying.

However, he didn't dare to hit anyone, so he could only hold his breath and continue to catch the ball. This time, he didn't dare to rush in. He was trying to get a jump shot outside, but unfortunately, he had struck an iron!

Other than Chen Tye, the other four people on Loong Teng High School were fighting more and more passionately. The other party was obviously very impatient, violating the rules, striking the iron, and breaking the rules!

The worst thing was, when Chen Tye attacked, he never stepped into the line and just picked it up from the outside. But even so, the curve of the basketball was still very perfect, and it was then accurately caught.

Number Eight couldn't defend against the five balls in a row, which made him really angry. If he could, he really wanted to punch out.

This ball of cargo was obviously very good, but why was it so accurate? It had a hundred out of a hundred hits!

A shot from a ball, a shot from a shot, it was really depressing...

As soon as the first period was over, Number Eight took the ball again. Ye Zichen's face darkened, and continued to charge in with all his might. However, Chen Tye didn't block anymore. He pretended to fall and dodged to the side. Number Eight could not control himself and charged straight into his comrades' bodies.

Boom! *

The two of them crashed into each other, falling to the ground at the same time. Number Eight twisted his leg, causing him to scream in pain.

"Ah, fuck, you did that on purpose!" Number Eight shouted with a pale face.

Chen Tye said innocently: "How can that be called intentional, I just didn't follow you." You are so fierce. I am an old man, how can I keep up? "Aiya, looks like he sprained his ankle. Does it hurt?"

With an expression of concern, he looked extremely innocent. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't have anything to do with him. Indeed, it didn't matter. He had only wanted this bastard to charge out, but who knew that he would run into his own partner?

"You … "Fuck you!" Number Eight endured the pain and got up in anger. He swung his fist and smashed it. The Eighth High School s all rushed over aggressively.

Pow!

Chen Tye held onto Number Eight's fist precisely and sneered in disdain: "What, you want to fight? Heh, just you few don't have the strength to behave atrociously here. "

Number 8's wrist was in pain because of the scratching: "Fuck, you are the one who picked the issue." "Fuck, the school doctor is amazing, fuck …"

Pow!

Before he could finish, Chen Tye slapped him. It was quite crisp and hot. The surrounding people all stepped back.

Chen Tye's face turned serious. He forcefully grabbed Number Eight's chin and shouted angrily: "Come on, fight with me if you dare! This is a genius, not your Eighth High School. Coming here for a harmony match, I'm all for it. But trash like you, scram! "

Pushing Number 8 away, Chen Tye's gaze fell on Eighth High School's group of players, "I still need you guys, do you think you're very bad? Come on, hit me. Don't dare to? If you don't dare, then don't f * * king stir up trouble! Did your parents tell you to be courteous to visitors? "

If it was a simple basketball game, Chen Tye would never interfere. Even if he lost miserably, he wouldn't care. However, this group of people had made a huge move, obviously wanting to fight.

Since he wanted to fight, then he should be more straightforward. Using such a despicable method, he should be considered a ball!

A strong killing intent burst out. The group of people in the field became especially quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.2

Chen Tye stared at the Eighth High School group, then looked around and shouted loudly: "You guys too, remember this. Go to another school, go to someone else's house, first place, be humble! However, who the hell would dare to come and stir up trouble? F * ck him! What the heck, if they dare to do this again, I'll beat them to death. This is our school! "Since you're here, be quiet!"

If they were in the army, they would have been beaten to death long ago. To provoke the sect was a great humiliation.

If they were unable to stand up straight, they would be beaten to death by their leaders. To put it in expert words, he would either be stomped to death or the other party would be trampled to death …

Ignoring the crowd, Chen Tye breathed out and whispered to the players: "Fight well, win or lose is not important, as long as you try your best." I still have things to do, so I won't play with you guys anymore. "

After changing his shoes, he turned around and left in a relaxed manner. It didn't matter how much of a psychological trauma they had. In any case, he couldn't stand it!

Very quickly, the crowd exploded once again, and the group of heroes were even more exalted. Eighth High School and the rest's faces were especially ugly, their heads lowered as they packed their things. How could they still dare to take the big ball, and quickly escaped.

"You're asking to be humiliated!" A bunch of idiots. You're really amazing at playing football, you don't even know how to be a person! "

"That's right, this place isn't your school. Such arrogance, you're not afraid of losing your heir …"

Following a group of sarcastic and abusive curses, Eighth High School and the rest of the people did not dare to turn back as they hurriedly supported Number Eight out. If he stayed any longer, he would feel like something was going to happen...

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