Starting the price from the ground (1)

The young man called brother yang had already seen that Long Chen was no ordinary person.

But he still didn't believe that Long Chen could really take on a dozen of them.

Even if an NBA master came, he felt that he couldn't beat the dozen brothers who spent all their time on the basketball court.

"Are you guys ready?"

Long Chen, who had returned to the three-point line, looked at brother yang and the others.

"I'm ready. Come."

Brother yang said sternly.

Following brother Yang's anticipation, the surrounding people all focused their attention on the scene.

Even some people who were playing intensely at the side could not help but stop to watch.

Long Chen patted the ball and smiled at 'brother yang'. "Are you sure you're ready? You won't regret it?"

"I won't regret it. Don't dawdle. Hurry up."

Brother yang said impatiently.

"I'll grant you your wish."

The corner of Long Chen's mouth rose.

Then, he suddenly took two steps forward.