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An angry and bizarre chemistry lesson ended, followed by a physical education lesson. It was really appropriate, he could stay in the playground for a while now.

After finishing some basic exercises in the physical education class, PE teacher called for everyone to disperse and freely exercise.

"No, it's just to let me learn how to see and listen in every direction in the future, and to learn the strength of a team."

"What did he call us? "Kid?" Hu Xiao'er swept his gaze across.

"Boss, let's throw the ball over. They are from the Shengying's basketball team, don't provoke them." Wang Yu was a little afraid.

"Oh, the basketball team is amazing. Laozi used to move the brick team! If I want to throw it, you throw it! "

Therefore, Wang Yu reached out his hand to pick up the basketball. However, the moment he touched the ball, he heard a sound coming from the field.

"I don't want you to pick it up! Let the kid next to you pick it up! " Hu Biao appeared on the stadium.

Wang Yu saw that this person had slowly put the ball back on the ground. Who was this person in front of him, the leader of the basketball team?

Hu Xiao'er, who clearly did not want to join the fray, immediately frowned. This was clearly aimed at him.

The second time he heard someone call him boy, he seemed to be tired of living.

Hu Biao majestically stood on the football field with his arms crossed. Behind him, a few teammates looked towards the waiter as if he was a captain.

What a pretentious person! Today, your father will teach you how to be a good person!

Hu Xiao'er cleared his throat, walked over, and stepped on the basketball, saying loudly: "Brat, you want the ball, right?

"This kid is pretty good, he actually dared to call our captain a brat."

"We have to teach him a lesson!"

Hu Biao put down his folded arms and pointed at Hu Xiao'er: "I'll count to three. Throw the ball over to me, or you will face the consequences. "Three …"

Before Hu Biao could finish shouting the third time, the basketball had already flown over at an extremely fast speed.

So fast, it was simply too fast. It was like an arrow that had lost control of itself, flying over with a swoosh.

Relying on a few years of basketball training, Hu Biao didn't even have time to sigh in admiration before he reflexively stretched out his hand to welcome her.

"Beng!" With a sound, the ball was caught, but he was pushed back two or three meters and fell to the ground.

"AHH!" Shocking the entire basketball court.

Wang Yu's jaw almost dropped out of shock. This was not f * * king throwing a ball, this was simply an anti-aircraft gun!

His teammates rushed over to help Hu Biao up.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Hu Biao looked at his hands with a terrified expression.

A layer of skin was removed from his palms, and the huge impact caused both of his arms to go numb. He was completely unconscious.

Recalling the moment when he had received the ball a few seconds ago, he felt as if his body had been hit by a truck.

The basketball flying at high speed brought along a stream of air current that touched him, causing him to be unable to stand up.

He had a strong body and was covered in tendons, but such a physique could not withstand this attack.

If the person who had just caught the ball wasn't him, it would be an ordinary person.

His arms were probably fractured... Thinking about it, Hu Biao shuddered.

Hu Biao fearfully looked at Hu Xiao'er, who was currently staring at him with his hands on his hips.

"No need to thank me!" Hu Xiao'er smiled and waved towards Hu Biao, he turned and continued to stroll on the track.

"F * ck, where did this kid come from? He's way too arrogant. I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Three of the teammates walked towards Hu Xiao'er, eager to give it a try.

"Get back here!" Hu Biao roared.

The three teammates stopped in their tracks, not understanding what was going on, and looked at Hu Biao in shock. This isn't Captain's style!

Hu Biao shook his head: "Don't go and die, the three of you are not even enough to fill the gaps in his teeth."

"It's not that exaggerated!" The teammates questioned.

"I can beat up all three of you by myself, but even so, I can't even take one of his basketball strikes. I can't take it anymore!" Hu Biao revealed his burnt hand, "I can't even catch a ball, and the three of you still want to receive his fists?"

Seeing the miserable state of Hu Biao's palm, the teammates were all shocked.

Hu Biao quietly looked at Hu Xiao'er from afar, and muttered: "This kid is definitely not simple!"

Originally, he had heard that when Chen Long and his four brothers were still beaten and fractured by this brat yesterday, he had still been full of ridicule.

To be able to defeat him in such a split-second was simply bullsh * tty. However, at this moment, he finally believed that this little brat had the ability to do so.

"Hey, Hu Xiao'er, let's play basketball together!"

Hu Xiao'er raised his head and looked at the few boys in his class who were walking over.

When the PE teacher on the field said that they would be disbanding, almost everyone went to the faraway equipment room to retrieve their sports equipment.

So it was very obvious that they did not see the basketball that Hu Xiao'er just passed to them. Otherwise, they would not have said such words even if they were beaten to death.

"Oh? Basketball, huh? Alright, I haven't played basketball in a long time, come on! " As he spoke, he began to take off his coat.

Wang Yu took the clothes.

"Hmm? Why are you using my clothes? "

"I'll hold it for you!" Wang Yu said in embarrassment.

"You don't want to fight?"

"I'm not interested in basketball at all. I just want to watch you guys play."

The sports committee member Li Dalong held the basketball and looked at Wang Yu with a stupefied expression.

Wasn't this brat fond of playing basketball the moment he started physical education? He even called himself "Shengying's Little Ball Tyrant"!

Why was he suddenly no longer interested in basketball?

Forget it, forget it! Who cares? With his lousy skills, any random old woman on the street would be stronger than him.

You still have the face to call yourself "Shengying's Little Ball Tyrant", and I think it's more appropriate to call it "Shengying's Sending King".

As for this Hu Xiao'er, ha-ha, today, I will make him lose all face!

How dare you call my goddess Qian Yunwei a vase in front of so many people in chemistry class!

F * ck me, I can't be forgiven!

Wang Yu heaved a sigh of relief. From today onwards, he would be with his big brother and would definitely not play basketball with him. He would not be able to play basketball with me on the basketball court, and he would not be able to play basketball with me.

Because I still want to live for a few more years, Wang Yu thought with lingering fear in his heart.