"Feng Tianqi, dare to take me on one-on-one?" he provoked him.
Feng Tianqi was going to reply "yes", but as soon as his mouth opened, he paused and remembered Feng Shengyang's warnings.
He snorted, "Who cares!"
Yin Shaojie smirked, his long body stood in front and blocked him. "Yeah, well just try to pass me first. Come on!"
F*ck!
Seeing the confident look on Yin Shaojie's face, Feng Tianqi was very annoyed.
You think I can't pass you?
I'll show you!
Feng Tianqi pulled several fake moves but failed to fool Yin Shaojie.
Yin Shaojie scoffed, "You suck!"
"What did you say?" Feng Tianqi glared at him. However, as Feng Tianqi's teammate was dribbling, Yin Shaojie stole the ball in midair as he was bouncing it.
"Thanks!" Yin Shaojie crossed him, dribbled the ball away, not forgetting to thank him.
Feng Tianqi was mad as he chased after him.