i just can throw in

Chapter 12 is not a gentleman
When he left Sun Xiaoxiao's house, it was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. After smelling the smell of alcohol for two hours, Li Yu felt dizzy too, in a strange and slightly drunk state.

With his back against the wall, he made a call: "Fatty, I need to check someone's address."

"Brother Yu, do you have his mobile phone number or email address?"

"No, only one photo."

"Uh..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, "Send the photo first, I'll try."

He hung up the phone, sent an e-mail through the encrypted channel of the fat man, and waited for about a bowl of instant noodles before receiving a reply from the fat man.

"Brother Yu, the kid you asked me to investigate has a criminal record, if you need any help, just ask."

"Young people in the United States, this point is either to be high outside, or to sleep at home after being high, and I can handle it by myself.

You clean up the Internet traces, I don't want to get into any trouble. "

He hung up the phone, hung the pair of beautifully packaged basketball shoes on the handlebar of the bicycle, and then rode the bicycle unsteadily towards the rented house.

Put the basketball shoes in the cabinet, take out a black hoodie, a pair of black slacks, and a pair of sneakers with badly worn soles.

Tonight, at the Durham Park basketball court, George's title of streetball king was a little unstable, and he was challenged by many streetball masters.

However, he did have some real skills. He saw the tricks and knocked down the momentum of the challenger. Until now, he recalled that the one-on-one fight with Peter the Great was because he was too paranoid and had to use crossovers to defeat the opponent. Using another streetball technique to deal with the opponent, he would have already won the game.

But if you lose, you have to admit it. You earn your own dignity. He is going to find someone to find out who Peter the Great is. If he has a chance, he will fight against him again!
After the party was over, George walked home in a daze, went into the house and pressed a switch, but the light didn't turn on.

"Damn Sam, he owed a month's rent, and actually cut off my electricity."

He staggered to the front of the locker, took out a flashlight from inside, turned it on and walked towards the bedroom.

Because his body kept swaying and the light of the flashlight kept shaking, he vaguely saw a person sitting on his bed, and his little brother, a black man with tattoos, was lying on the ground.

"Shait, who..."

Before he could struggle, his throat was locked, and a hand wearing a plastic glove covered his mouth, which emitted a strange smell, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but I can't wait that long, Li Yu raised his fist high and smashed it down heavily.

The next day, he put on new clothes and new basketball shoes, and went to school with a slightly tired expression. The morning course was college physics, and the lecturer was a serious and rigid old professor.

In order for the old professor to give lectures with peace of mind and to catch up on sleep, he chose to skip class and went to the player lounge of the Cameron Basketball Stadium to find a corner to sleep soundly.

Until the end of the afternoon class, the players of the Blue Devils went to the lounge one after another to change their clothes and prepare for regular training.

Casey Peter was the first to find Li Yu who was sleeping on the floor. He squatted down carefully, and gently took out the basketball from the opponent's arms.

He made a silent gesture to his noisy teammates: "Li is sleeping, don't disturb him."

In yesterday's game, Li Yu's miraculous performance in a very short period of time made the Blue Devils' substitute players look up to him, and thus won their respect.

Peter covered Li Yu with his big towel, and then walked out with his teammates.

boom!A faint voice came through the floor. Someone who had just woken up stretched, pulled off the towel covering his body, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and sniffed a corner of it in front of his nose.

There is a smell of sweat, who wants to harm me?He stood up with a look of disgust, grabbed the basketball on the ground with one hand, and walked towards the basketball court.

There is a confrontation match in the team, and the five starters beat the five substitutes to the ground.

"Hey, we took a game off, and you lost more than 30 points to those soft bastards in North Carolina. I didn't dare to call my girlfriend. I was afraid that she would tell me that your basketball team is not good. I'm going to find the football team. Potter."

Mason Plumlee deflected Casey Peter's defense and dunked the basketball into the basket with one hand.

"Our starting player was injured, and you became the team's main forward, but if you were given a chance, you couldn't grasp it. It is a shame for our Duke basketball team to lead the team to lose so many points."

Casey Peter wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said not to be outdone: "We were already chasing points in the second half, it's just...it's just that our teammates are not in good condition and are out of strength."

Mason sneered: "Hmph, out of strength? This is really a good excuse. As a basketball player, I don't even meet the basic physical fitness standards. What else do I play? Go home and practice with your sweetheart!"

Bangdang, a basketball hit him on the back, he thought it was a teammate's slippery mistake and hit him, so he planned to clean up his teammates after spraying Peter.

Bangdang, another basketball flew over, he covered his golden head, and shouted angrily: "It's too much, you can't stop smashing it?"

His eyes searched the court, and finally fell on the black-haired boy who was spinning a basketball in his hand, and the latter was looking at him playfully.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like this kid smashed it. Plumlee shook his [-]-meter body and stood in front of the instigator like an iron tower.

"Boy, did you hit me?"

Li Yu shrugged and spread his hands, "Yes, I smashed it."

The other party was so frank, Mason Plumlee was a little confused, he took a deep breath and said: "Why did you hit me secretly with the ball, you Chinese are not the most upright, upright and gentlemanly demeanor."

"That depends on who you're with, and I'm not a gentleman."

"You...Apologize to me, I can consider letting you go, or let you taste the power of my iron fist!"

Li Yu patted the basketball and walked past the opponent, throwing the ball to Casey Peter who was in a daze.

"You covered me with the towel."

Peter nodded subconsciously, "It's me."

"Remember, get a new one later."

"Hey, kid, you can't find death!" After being ignored, Mason slashed out with tyrannical eyes like an angry bear.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat this kid to death."

brush!Teammates, including opponents, stay far away from him.

The meaning of telling you not to stop me is to stop me quickly so that I can step down. What are you doing hiding so far?
Mason raised his fist, neither moving nor moving. Fortunately, a voice eased his embarrassment.

"Mason, who are you going to beat to death?"

Hearing this voice, Mason instantly changed from a violent bear to a baby bear in the zoo, scratching his round golden head, and said with a smile: "Head coach, when did you come here?"

"It's been a long time. I'm full of energy, so I'm going to dunk a hundred baskets first."

Seeing each other deflated, Li Yu and Peter laughed maliciously, but the punishment hit them both like a tornado.

"Li, you and Peter are responsible for cleaning the entire arena today."

At the same time, a system notification sounded in Li Yu's mind.

(End of this chapter)