Chapter 1069

Seeing that he was lame and arrogant, the young man was very upset. He threw the basketball in the past. Ye Ling accurately caught the basketball and stepped back, intending to take a three-point shot.

Mu Yuan said, "ah Ling, you don't..."

Funny!

It's embarrassing.

You've never touched basketball.

I haven't touched football. All kinds of balls have nothing to do with you.

Yeling gently patted the basketball in his hand. Without the handsome posture of the basketball star, he stood still, held up the basketball, shot, and the basketball was in his hand, as if he had listened.

Precision into the box.

Yeling stood up and the frustrated middle-aged man said, "look, how simple it is."

The teenager's eyes widened, incredible, and he actually scored a goal?

"You... You..."

"How long have you been playing basketball?"

The teenager said, "five years."

"Oh, how stupid."

As soon as I touch basketball, I can score a goal.

The boy is in a hurry.

Mu Yuan said, "ah Ling, you have found the right way to get in love with teenagers, but your mouth... Can you not beat it? The good impression you just pulled up will be ruined by you."

Yeling always has a poisonous tongue.

Not everyone can accept his poisonous tongue.

The boy's eyes were red with anger. "You're just lucky!"

Yes, he is lucky!

Ye Ling said, "I haven't had any luck for half my life. This is strength."

The teenager rushed over angrily with a basketball, '"you shoot again, I don't believe it!"

Ye Ling took the basketball. This time, he didn't look for an angle. He shot at random, and it was another three points. The young man looked at him in admiration. He didn't expect that this poor and lame middle-aged man was a master of shooting.

The feelings of young people are very simple and simple. They worship whoever is powerful.

Not to mention in places like the border.

Strength is everything.

"How did you do it?"

Ye Ling, the playwright, said, "I was a member of the team and worth tens of millions before I was imprisoned."

Mu yuan, "..."

Hearing this, the teenager looked at blingbling's light, adored it very much, and changed his concept, "can you teach me to play basketball? I also want to play basketball."

Yeling said, "no time, I want to find gold."

The boy said, "if you look for any gold, there is no future. You will not succeed. There is no gold."

Ye Ling said, "my friends in prison won't cheat me."

"He lied to you. There was no gold at all. In the desert, it was all..."

The young man almost blurted out and paused again. It seemed that he was afraid of being scolded. Yeling turned and left. The young man admired him very much and wanted to follow him to learn basketball and catch up in a hurry.

"You teach me basketball and I'll give you money." The boy said, "how about a dollar a day?"

Ye Ling, "..."

The president, worth hundreds of billions, was silent for a moment. In the increasingly excited eyes of the teenager, he said calmly, "no, I want to find gold."

"No gold!" The young man said, suddenly pulling Ye Ling aside, he held the basketball, "don't tell others that there are only bad people in the desert, dead people, and there will be no gold. Don't go."

"Why are there only bad people, dead people?"

The boy said, "I don't understand. People in our town all said that bad people brought us wealth. Don't talk too much if you want to maintain wealth. Our children once got lost in the desert and saw a lot of dead people."

Yeling picks her eyebrows. She feels a little indescribable. Dead?

What kind of dead man?