Li Mingming's head was hit, and his anger rose. He cursed angrily, " which blind thing hit me? If you're tired of living, you're Yingluo."
Isn't it Yingluo?
Li Mingming didn't even have time to finish his sentence before he heard a " bang-" and another basketball hit his head accurately.
"Motherf * cker!"
He cursed again.
"Bang!"
Another basketball was flying toward him.
This time, it hit his face and nose.
Yin Hong's nose even started to bleed.
"It was me! How is it?"
It was the envy of the pond!
At this moment, he was standing not far away, coldly looking at li xingming and Chu Xia.
"What are you doing?"
"I don't like it!"
Chi zixian took another ball from another girl and spun it around. In the next moment, he swung his long arm and with a loud bang, he smashed the ball towards li Mingming's bleeding face. He said,"This young master just doesn't like stinky hoodlums like you! So what if I hit you?"
"Motherf * cker!"
