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Chapter 56 Slap in the face

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    "You old fool!" Jones couldn't help but cursed.

    "Am I cheating?" Anthony smiled and said, "Really? I asked you just now if it's started."

    "You" Jones was at a loss for words for a moment and wanted to say that Anthony had indeed asked something just now.

    As soon as these words came out, the black players on the sidelines who were about to boo Anthony also temporarily stopped, but they still thought it was a lucky ball. After a while, someone booed: "Jones, he was just lucky, beat him."  !¡±

    Jones was originally a little frustrated that Anthony won the first ball so easily. Now when he heard the shouts of the people around him, he also woke up. It was just his carelessness and the good luck of the old man in front of him.

    "Hey, I didn't expect you, an old man, to have two shots. I gave you the ball just now." Jones said unhurriedly. He picked up the ball and walked towards the three-point line.

    Anthony just smiled and said nothing. Jones' words gave him a step down. There was no need for him to dwell on this. Instead, he turned around and turned into a defensive state.

    After Jones walked outside the three-point line, he took the ball and did a few fancy crotch moves, which immediately caused a burst of cheers from the black people around him, and some even shouted excitedly: "Jones, use your butterfly steps to blow him up!"

    With cheers, it was obvious that Jones's dribblings were of high quality in the eyes of these people.

    "Butterfly step?"

    Anthony chuckled. The clumsy dribbling in front of him was almost ridiculous compared to Iverson's butterfly step.

    But Anthony was not careless. He lowered his body and focused his eyes on Jones' dribbling hand.

    To judge a person¡¯s offensive motivation, most people will choose to look at the shoulders, because the movement of the shoulders is a necessary process for the hands to exert force.

    But Anthony didn¡¯t do that. He mastered a set of his own unique judgment skills, which is to read hands.

    The hands are the driving force of dribbling. No matter how fancy you play, you can't escape dribbling. This move will often achieve good results.

    But this requires a lot of concentration, which is why most people don't use it, but to deal with Jones in front of him, Anthony obviously doesn't have to expend too much energy.

    After Jones made a few fancy dribbles, he dribbled the ball very casually and broke through from the wing. His eyes were full of disdain. If Roger hadn't been inconvenient to take action, he would have felt that playing bullfighting with an old man who was half a century old was unfair to him.  an insult.

    "Jones, pass him, pass him!"

    The shouts of the black people were getting louder and louder. In their opinion, Jones' gorgeous dribbling had already knocked the old man in front of him unconscious.

    "Snapped!"

    At this moment, there was a sudden snap. Jones took two steps forward while dribbling the ball. Suddenly he felt a light touch on his hand. He looked back in surprise and saw that the ball had reached Anthony's hands at some point.

    With the sudden steal, the black players around him were completely caught off guard. They all showed expressions of "I see hell". They didn't even see Anthony move, and the ball came into his hands inexplicably.

    "MeiGrandpa is great!" Su Xi shouted excitedly. She almost called Anthony's name out of excitement, but luckily her reaction was quite quick.

    Wright frowned and looked at Su Xi. He seemed to have caught something but didn't know what it was. In the end, he just shook his head.

    "Jones, you bastard, please focus on me! If your boat capsizes in the gutter, you won't be able to get up if I don't beat you when I get back!" Roger's face on the sidelines was already livid. He couldn't bear Jones' carelessness on the first ball, but he couldn't get up!  Jones dribbled the second ball too casually. He really wanted to go up and kick Jones in the butt.

    "I know." Jones felt that what Roger said was not a joke, and he immediately shrank his neck involuntarily. A young man like him can easily die.

    "Old man, you forced me, don't blame me for this ball!" Jones then looked at Anthony and said with resentment in his eyes.

    Anthony smiled, didn¡¯t say much, and clapped the ball twice.

    Jones had learned the lesson before, and he didn¡¯t dare to let go of Anthony, so he opened his hands and pounced on him.

    "Jones, break him, break him!"

    The black players around him continued to cheer for Jones loudly.

    Anthony looked at the basket, smiled and said to Jones in a slightly pretentious manner: "I'm coming~"

    After he finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated while dribbling the ball, and Jones responded with his quick first step.The loud sound of the ball hitting the net brought this bullfighting to an end.

    Jones walked off the court in frustration. He didn't even look at Roger, but Roger didn't look at him much. He twisted his neck and went on the court by himself.

    The black players around him were still frustrated with Jones' performance, but now Roger's appearance suddenly ignited their excitement again.

    "Pulverizer! Crusher!"

    The black players uniformly shouted Roger¡¯s nickname. The high-pitched shouts showed that Roger¡¯s popularity in this generation is absolutely overwhelming.

    "Grandpa" Sensing the popularity building up around her, Su Xi's face showed a look of anxiety, and she looked at Anthony tightly with both hands.

    Anthony watched Roger come on the stage, and then looked at the excitement of the black players around him. He also became interested in Roger. It is said that there are many unborn masters in streetball. Could it be that the one in front of him is one of them.

    After Roger came on the court, he took the ball and dribbled it twice. He stopped after getting used to the feel of the ball, and then looked at Anthony seriously.

    When Anthony saw Roger's actions, he also put away his mentality of completely underestimating the enemy. The guy in front of him named Jones was flashy, but the Roger in front of him seemed to be a professional player just from the few dribblings just now.

    "Old man, I have to admit that you have strength, but it's a pity that you met me today. Chinese girls are no longer important. How about we change the bet." Roger grabbed the ball and said with a smile.

    "What should I say?" Anthony took over and said. It was obvious that although he had the mentality of winning, taking Su Xi as a bet was not something he was willing to do.

    "What do you think of this? Let's bet bigger. Whoever loses, how about kneeling on the ground and calling the other person grandpa three times?" The smile on Roger's face suddenly disappeared and he said viciously.

    Kneel down and call me "Master"?  Anthony was a little surprised. He originally thought that this trick was only used by the Chinese, but he didn¡¯t expect that it is also popular here~

    "What, you don't dare?" Seeing Anthony didn't answer, Roger asked.

    Anthony smiled and said lightly: "Why not?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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