The young man known as Young Brother had already discerned that Long Chen was no ordinary person.
But he still couldn't believe that Long Chen could take on more than ten opponents alone.
Even if an NBA expert were here, he felt they couldn't handle these dozen brothers who hung out at the basketball court every day.
"Are you guys ready?"
At this moment, Long Chen, who had already walked back beyond the three-point line, looked towards Young Brother and the group.
"Ready, bring it on."
Young Brother said seriously.
As Young Brother prepared himself, the people around focused intently on the court.
Even some people who were playing hard nearby couldn't help but stop and watch.
Long Chen dribbled the ball and smiled at Young Brother, "Are you sure you're ready? No regrets?"
"No regrets, stop dawdling, hurry up."
Young Brother said impatiently.
"Your wish is my command."
Long Chen's mouth curved into a smile.
Then, he suddenly burst forward two steps.
