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Although Daniel, who was knocked down by Shentong, was not unable to play like Baojian, but when he fell, his ankle was aching.

The previous ten percent can only use two to thirty percent.

The Grim Reaper's trump card has fallen, and the rest is not Shentong's opponent at all.

Under the leadership of Shentong, the trash can team became more and more courageous and even formed a style of play centered on Shentong.

The audience at the scene has never seen an old man perform such a spectacular performance?

What's more, the victory of this ball is closely related to their stakes.

He raised his throat and cheered for Shentong almost crazy.

The on-site DJ is full of momentum.

"Come on, let us cheer for Drew!"

"Woohoo~~~~"

Drew, played by Shentong, used practical actions on the beach court in Brazil this time to fully prove the philosophical connotation of Eastern culture on this court.

Your uncle will always be your uncle...

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10-3.

The results of the Grim Reaper were worse than the previous game.

Baojian, who was sitting on the sidelines, watched the gray-haired Shentong completely abused the Death God players on the court.

Regarding the inside attack, he is powerful, but that is mainly due to his proud body talent.

But the old man on the field, that dribble, that shot, but the real strength of the real deal.

The 15-year-old Baojian is a six-body cast against Shentong at the moment.

...

"Let's congratulate the Trash Can team on their double betting win!"

The cheers were the same.

Since they have seen Baojian’s performance, most people bet on the Trash Can team, so Shentong helped the Trash Can team win, which is helping them win money, and naturally shouted very hard.

Some are divided into Shentong's excellent skills, and some are divided into the prize money he won.

The poorest is the Grim Reaper, they lost this game miserably.

Daniel, who almost lost even his underwear, limped off the court while educating his little brothers: "No one is allowed to play on this court in the future. Have you heard?"

...

At the end of the competition, Shentong saw the photography team put on an OK gesture and knew that the shooting had been successfully completed.

"Hey, Drew..."

Bruno and the players of the Trash Can team surrounded Shentong who was about to leave quietly.

"Here, this is your bonus."

Shen Tong received a thick stack of reals, all with a face value of 100, which seemed to be a big bonus.

"Thank you, I should go now."

"Hey, Drew, I don't know who you are, but the level you performed just now is much better than those of us. I guess you must have been a professional basketball player when you were young."

Shen Tong couldn't help being amused after hearing Bruno's words.

If you know that I am an active basketball player, or the NBA's scoring leader last season, you will not be even more shocked.

"We are all basketball enthusiasts. How about having a dinner together in the evening? I'll treat you."

Faced with Bruno's invitation, Shentong could only decline.

After all, he came from a team, and he has no spare time to stay in Brazil.

"I'm sorry, Bruno, because I am traveling with a group, so I must return to the travel agency immediately. I appreciate your kindness. If I have the opportunity, I will invite you to my home."

At this time, Bao Jian was assisted by his teammates and came to Shen Tong's side.

"Hey, this uncle, your skills are really amazing. If I can have half of your skills, I will be satisfied."

Shen Tong looked at Baojian, who was a head higher than himself, and the muscles comparable to blacks, and couldn't help but touch Baojian's biceps.

Robust and powerful.

It should be born with supernatural power.

"Baojian, are you Asian?"

Baojian nodded and said, "I am Chinese. When I was a child, I came to Brazil to do business with my parents. Then they had an accident and I would live with my partners."

China?

Shentong was a little surprised.

"Are you really only 15 years old this year?"

Bao Jian nodded.

"Give me your contact information, I'll apply... I'm Drew's words, and I must invite you to my house."

The turkey said, "Where is your home?"

"Cleveland."

Baojian left Shentong with the front desk number of the shop where he often went to work.

Because none of the Trash Can players installed phones.

Phone number in shanty town?

No need at all, who would call those guys.

Bank or debt collector?

Then there is no need to install a phone.

Shentong put the contact information in his pocket and hugged everyone in the trash can team.

Although the time of acquaintance is very short, it is the teammate who fought together just now.

When hugging the red-haired turkey, Shentong clearly felt the chicken breast...

Shen Tong left the court in applause.

"Drew, thank you!"

Neymar's voice came from behind.

Shen Tong didn't look back, raised his head and waved.

Neymar looked at Shentong's back, kissed the winnings in his hand, smiled and said, "Jesus bless you."

...

"Hey, Baojian, what are you looking at?" Bruno asked.

"I also want to be a professional player like him." Baojian said blankly.

Bruno patted Baojian's head sharply and said, "You think you are beautiful, do you think you can play professional basketball if you are tall? Just look at the dribbling and shooting that people have just trained. You are 15 years old, it's late."

"Hey." Bao Jian sighed.

"Don't listen to him." The turkey said, holding Baojian's arm, "I support you, I will chase you if I have a dream."

Bruno shook his head and said, "You should think about where to celebrate tonight."

The turkey said quickly, "I have thought about it, how about the bacon roll and grilled sausage?"

"Huh, Baojian, why are you so blushing?"

Bao Jian was held in a stiff posture with his right hand held by the turkey, and his left hand scratched the back of his head. He said embarrassedly: "Turkey, I am very uncomfortable with you."

The turkey glanced down with Baojian's eyes.

Damn it!

Just like Rio de Janeiro's largest Mount Jesus...

The 15-year-old Baojian is a little worried about development.

...

Although Uncle Drew's second season was only Shentong alone, because the venue came to the very strange Brazilian beach stadium and encountered a group of enthusiastic fans, when the second season was released, the second season was immediately set off on the Internet. The wave of discussion.

"Which guys have been toyed with this time?"

"Is this in Rio de Janeiro? Look at these South American girls, it's really hot."

"I want to go to Paraguay next door."

"Think beautiful."

...

Two weeks later, Uncle Drew’s second season advertisement spread from the United States to Brazil.

Baojian is helping to transport the goods.

The turkey who had just gotten a tip from a customer saw this adidas ad on the TV in the store.

"Fuck!"

The sound of the turkey attracted the attention of the partners.

"This guy... is actually an NBA professional?!" Bruno said in surprise.

"Oh my god~www.NovelMTL.com~ I didn't ask for a signature, I made a mistake."

"Damn it, I said how familiar."

The other two who participated in the game said.

The turkey was akimbo, and his expression was not good, and said, "I didn't even notify me to take the photo, so I only wore a white dress that day. It was too dirty after being taken!"

Hey Hey hey...

Other partners expressed their speechless over Turkey's concerns.

Baojian just stood by, staring at the TV screen blankly, his eyes full of worship and expectation...

impossibleisnothing.

Everything is possible.

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