"F*ck, he's so cool! How can he be so cool? Where did Senior Yun know such a person!"
"Calm down, let's form a group to ask for his WeChat."
"My nose is going to start bleeding!"
As the cheers blazed on, the few sports students clenched their fists, their captain, in particular, was affected. "Look out for that guy! Close in on him!"
With such a plan in place, Fu Jiu was blocked by four of them.
"Let's see how you are going to play now!"
The person's eyes turned a scary shade of red, which seemed almost murderous.
But at this moment, the youngster took a step back abruptly. The moment both feet were on the ground, his red hand curved upwards beautifully.
Shua!
A perfect three-pointer!
The crowd was really going into a craze.
"Sharpshooter indeed!"
"Is this hot guy originally in charge of long-range shots!?"
"Is that important, his looks are the most important!"
