start up.

accelerate.

Take off!

Gan Guoyang looked at the "hook" that jumped up, and seemed to have a new definition of the concept of "flying".

If the dunk he made in the game could be called flying, it would be just a big cock flapping his wings and temporarily flying to the branch.

And the hook is the eagle.

Without relying on the strength of the waist and abdomen, you cannot stretch your limbs. It is not a dunk, it is just a pure jump.

The "hook" rose up from the ground.

At this time, Gan Guoyang understood a little why Mitchell's nickname was "hook".

Because he seemed to be hooked on the basket, he could fly up anytime, anywhere and rage in the air.

His head was almost touching the basket. He stretched out his elbow, tapped it lightly on the basket, and then fell.

He did it, touching the basket with his elbow.

At such a time of witnessing miracles, the old men on the street never hide their feelings, and rushed into the venue like a festival to embrace the creator of miracles.

It seems that there is one of them for this hundred yuan.

"This is fucking incredible." Gan Guoyang shook his head and said.

At this time, Payton was also happy like a monkey who picked up an apple. When he heard Gan Guoyang say, he turned his head and said, "This is the level of the streets of Auckland. He is Demitches Mitchell, the king of Auckland!"

The King of Auckland didn't seem particularly happy after winning the bet. Perhaps this kind of thing would be more ordinary to him.

But he pushed away the crowd and walked towards Gan Guoyang.

At this time, many people noticed that there was a yellow-skinned guy here, and he was a big guy.

"Hey, hello, are you Gan?" Mitchell actually came up to say hello to Gan Guoyang, as if he knew him.

"Hello, I'm Gan. Have we seen it before?" Gan Guoyang felt a little strange. Is he so famous?

"No, but I've heard of you, let's have a bullfighting game together."

Mitchell's words suddenly made people make noise around him. The King of Auckland actually wanted to fight with this yellow boy.

Gan Guoyang was also confused. He didn't know Mitchell before, and it was impossible for him to have any trouble.

But Gan Guoyang nodded and agreed. Isn’t fighting with such a master the purpose of coming here?
Chapter completed!