"Hey! How about you send me home after school? By the way, your six-eyed demon god is really handsome!" Wang Bo said to Yi Long after taking a shower, after changing into his school uniform.

"There is no time, and it's not going well!" Yilong still had the expression of death holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Hey! You won't be that scared Tang Haoran that pig? Jiangbei basketball is not that scary, how scary, why don't I feel that I easily defeated those guys back then and won the championship and MVP for three years." Wang Bo tied the buttons in front of the mirror.

The rest of the locker room basketball front all looked speechless, "Damn you are the scariest one in Jiangbei basketball."

The dissatisfaction earlier was gone at this time. When fighting, his boss claimed that Galaxy Private Singles were invincible. He was a pervert. He played basketball. Even Tang Haoran, the number one in Galaxy Private Basketball, was just his substitute at the beginning. Damn it, will he give him a role!

"I'm going to work, and I'll have to deduct my salary if I'm late." Yi Takara said, wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"Damn it, I'm going to work with a six-eyed demon god worth tens of thousands of oceans!" Wang Bo looked at Yi Long with the look of looking at the monster: "Damn, is your job just the legendary 13? Besides, you, a Japanese, don't live in the school and rent a house outside! Tell me honestly, is it a disaster for our great Chinese flowers? Tell you, although I like you so much now, I am an extreme Japanese enemy! If I know that you have done something to hook up with our Chinese mm, I will definitely organize the boys in the school to kill you..."

Yilong gave Wang Bo an sb look: "My grandfather is a cadre of the Japanese Red Army organization, so my family has always hated Japanese right-wing elements. Does the Red Army understand? The organization that appeared because of its admiration for the founding leader of China, Mao VZe V Dong! Otherwise, do you think my family would send me to study in China?"

Obviously, Wang Bo was a little confused about words like Chi Jun and Right Wing, so he decisively changed the topic:

"Hurry up, after school, you can take me home! Otherwise, you can ride the motorcycle for me and take the bus by yourself! I have never ridden such a cool motorcycle!"

Seeing Wang Bo's drooling behavior, Yilong couldn't connect this guy with the omnipotent figure on the court just now. He nodded helplessly: "You go and pick up the car, be careful when driving it."

...

"Hey, this is the fire button!" Wang Bo asked, pointing to the red ignition device on the left handlebar of the motorcycle.

Seeing Wang Bo's busy movements suddenly feeling something was wrong, he nodded.

The next second, he saw Wang Bo riding his six-eyed demon god and crashing towards the wooden door in front like a roaring monster!

What made Aoka even more painful was that he clearly saw Wang Bo's SB start with his beloved Six-Eyed Demon God's third gear! The entire Six-Eyed Demon God's front wheel was raised! It seemed like a cobra was raised!

He crashed straight into the wooden door of the used debris room he had finally found for parking!

There was a loud bang!

Yi Long closed his eyes in despair! In front of him, he clearly saw that Wang Bo and his six-eyed demon god did not stop because they bumped into the wooden door. The 500-pound six-eyed demon god and the 200-pound Wang Bo arrogantly smashed the wooden door and rushed out!

It was not until he finished smoking a cigarette that Yilong calmed down his mind. He was afraid that he could not control himself and rushed out to kill Wang Bo. He took a few deep breaths, Yilong slowly walked to the door and looked out.

His black six-eyed demon was lying on the ground, and his two wheels were still turning sadly, as if he was telling a scene of pain he had just encountered. Wang Bo, except for being covered in dust, stood aside as if nothing had happened, doing his thing and smoking.

"Damn it! You push it up! How can you treat a motorcycle like this!" Yilong threw away the cigarette butt and rushed towards his beloved car. He originally thought that Wang Bo would not fall down the motorcycle no matter how miserable he was. Now, thinking about it, the saying that the sb said that he had never driven such a cool motorcycle should be deleted, but the sb had never driven a motorcycle!

"It's too heavy, I can't help it..." Wang Bo looked at a stern and raised his butt to help the heavy Six-Eyed Demon God up. Two minutes ago, the Six-Eyed Demon God, who was one of the coolest motorcycles in the city, seemed to have just driven out of a scrapped car.

Yilong helped him to buy a car that he had saved up for more than two years of pocket money and the salary he earned from working hard, and his body kept trembling.

However, Wang Bo seemed to have no awareness that the culprit should have. He sat on the back seat of the Six-Eyed Demon God and patted one of his shoulders:

"This time you will drive, send me home!go!"

A rage that had been patient finally erupted:

"I'll look on you! Go back to your sister's house! Damn, both rearview mirrors are broken! You're so shit, three of them are broken with six eyes... My six eyes!! この Ma Lu! (Bastard!)! Go to the rooftop and fight alone!"

Wang Bo continued to stimulate his excitement while slapping the dust on his body:

"Actually, it's quite cool to call Sanyan..."

Seeing an angry turn, his eyes were already inclined to go crazy, Wang Bo decisively raised his hands:

"I pay the repair fee..."

"Bastard, why didn't that wooden door slapped your face?" Yilong continued to turn around, trembling with his hands, touching his car that had turned into three eyes: "My Six-Eyed Demon God..."

...

"Hey, where are you working? You won't be going to the bar to take the V table at night! Why don't you take me with me? I don't mind the introduction!" Wang Bo asked, touching Yilong's shoulder.

"..." Yilong was speechless. The two of them were standing on the bus stop like SB, waiting for bus No. 12. The idiot around them was still in the mood to joke! The private Galaxy students riding a bicycle next to them looked at themselves like idiots. I guess they would be surprised. How could a madman Yi wait for the bus foolishly one day...

"Hey! Who is that!" Wang Bo hit Yi Yi with his shoulder again, signaling Yi Long to look in the direction he was signaling.

A disgusted glared at Wang Bo and turned his head to look at the Galaxy private open-air basketball court at this time, a guy wearing the Orleans Hornets' No. 3 jersey was practicing shooting and dribbling there.

"Oh~ It's this guy again." Yi Long muttered and turned around.

"You know? That guy is not a member of Tang Haoran's angel wings!" Wang Bo asked with his eyes fixed on the figure.

"That's a guy from the second year of high school. It's very boring. I invited him and was rejected. Tang Haoran's fate was the same as mine. I heard that Jin Nam-cheol's bullfighting team recently sent an invitation to this guy. Do you want to know what reason this guy used to reject me? That guy told me that basketball cannot be mixed with violence! He doesn't want to play with people who only love basketball but like to solve problems with violence!"

"That guy is good. He looks more skilled in driving the ball than you. I really don't know how you practice basketball. He is not even as good as a junior in the second year of high school!" Wang Bo withdrew his gaze. Before he could come up with a stimulating word to stimulate Yi Long, he was slapped in the back by Yi Long and almost choked to death by his saliva!

"Quick! The bus is about to drive!"

The two of them rushed into the carriage with disgusting eyes of the passenger on the bus. When they stood firm, Wang Bo still stared at the figure and asked, "What's that guy's name?"
Chapter completed!