Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

To try and close the technical gap between two people based solely on physical prowess...

That's only possible for the very top players.

However, the coach didn't say much, letting the young man run into some obstacles to temper his arrogance.

Changing into his jersey, Rhode walked onto the court.

The rules of basketball aren't that complicated, even someone like him, a complete layman, knows a little.

Putting the ball into the basket counts as scoring.

A shot made inside the three-point line is worth 2 points,

A shot made outside the three-point line is worth 3 points, and a free throw is worth 1 point.

As for the rest, it's just a few simple rules that go back and forth.

"So, as long as you get the ball in and don't let others get the ball in, right?"

Rhode gently rubbed his chin.

"You've really got some nerve."

A mocking voice suddenly came from beside him.

Rhode narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Rio, who had casually walked over.

"In this game, you won't get a single shot in."

His finger lightly traced across his neck, the expression on Rio's face undeniably provocative.

On this court, no one is his opponent.

Off the court, the coach crossed his arms, watching the fiery atmosphere on the court with interest.

The whistle blew.

The red team inbounds the ball, and figures crisscross on the court.

Rio glanced at the slow-reacting Rhode behind him, a disdainful smile appearing on his lips.

He didn't expect this guy to dare to come on the court, but since he dared to come up, he wouldn't be polite.

What's the use of being handsome?

What's the use of having a good figure?

On the court, the most important thing is skill.

He wanted to let Tracy see with her own eyes the scene of this guy being dunked on by him.

Let those bitches see who the real man is.

Chapter 74: That Touch of Pink!

"Pass all the balls to me later."

"I want to make sure that guy doesn't even touch the ball, got it?"

Rio's words made the other players look at each other.

So targeted at a rookie?

Did this kid offend Rio?

However, since the captain had already spoken, they could only obediently do as they were told.

Swish!

The point guard flicked his wrist and threw the ball to Rio.

Rio reached out to catch the ball, but a large hand suddenly reached out from the side, snatching the basketball with one hand.

When did that happen?

Rio widened his eyes, looking at Rhode in disbelief.

Wasn't this guy just behind him? How did he suddenly catch up?

What kind of speed is this?

Bang!

Rhode, holding the ball, didn't even glance at the basket.

Standing in place, he casually tossed it sideways.

With a posture like throwing trash, the basketball drew a beautiful arc, going directly into the basket.

"What's going on?"

Looking at Rhode, who was standing still and whose shooting posture wasn't even standard, yet he threw the basketball into the basket from over half the court away.

Rio felt like he couldn't control his expression anymore.

Luck?

This was two-thirds of the court away! How did this guy throw the basketball in?

"Seems like, it's not as difficult as I imagined."

Rhode tilted his head, his harmless smile making Rio feel a surge of anger in his heart.

He stretched out his finger and lightly traced it across his neck, returning the same throat-slitting gesture to this guy.

"The same words to you, next, you won't get a single shot in, or you can try to block me."

Watching Rhode turn and leave, Rio's mentality instantly exploded.

"Captain?"

Two teammates ran over, looking at Rio's unsightly expression, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I don't care what methods you two use, I don't want him to score another point in the second half."

Rio reached out and grabbed the collars of the two players, his bloodshot eyes filled with rage.

He was actually taught a lesson by this kind of guy?

And in the very area he was best at.

This was even more unbearable than killing him.

The two players, although they didn't know why the captain was so angry, still nodded cautiously, looking at his expression of impotent rage.

"Can you even play like this?"

Looking at the two players surrounding him, Rhode couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Dividing two people to watch him?

They really think highly of him.

Watching the basketball somehow return to Rio's hands, the expression on Rhode's face was a little playful.

He'd already boasted so much, if he let this guy score, wouldn't he lose face?

Then he'd have to get a little serious.

As Rhode thought this, the two players who were confronting him instantly felt an indescribable pressure.

They only felt that the aura on this guy's body had completely changed in an instant.

Not only did the aura change, but the pressure of the confrontation also increased.

The feeling was like wrestling with a brown bear.

What... what kind of monster is this?

"What's the use of being able to shoot, if you can't even get the ball?"

Rio glanced at the cheerleaders outside the court, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He planned to use the most handsome posture to make a dunk that would shock the whole audience.

He jumped up, ready for a one-handed slam dunk.

Just as his front foot jumped up, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Shadows looming!

Rio's pupils contracted, seeing a familiar figure suddenly appear before his eyes.

How did this guy appear?

Under the shadow, Rhode was expressionless, a pair of indifferent eyes condescendingly overlooking Rio, the smile on his lips a little brutal.

Score in front of him?

Was that possible?

In an instant, time seemed to stand still.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The basketball in Rio's hand was directly blocked and flew out.

The violent force made Rio sit down on the ground with a thud, staring blankly at Rhode.

The height of that jump even exceeded the backboard.

What kind of monster is this?

"Sorry, take-offs are prohibited here."

Rhode slowly walked up to him, looking at Rio, who was sitting on the ground in disgrace, and grinned.

The undisguised arrogant smile, however, made the audience on the entire court feel no discomfort at all.

The terrifying aura emanating from him invisibly enveloped and influenced the entire court like a tangible substance.

It was as if he was a tyrant dominating the entire court.

The crowd fell silent, and after a brief moment of silence, a roar overturned the entire basketball hall.

"Tracy! I swear I've fallen in love with this guy!"

"OMG! This domineering bad boy, I like him so much, I must get his contact information!"

"You guys should save it, didn't you see the two women beside him? Maybe he already has a girlfriend, and he might not even look at you."

"I've decided, regardless of whether he has a girlfriend or not, after the game, I'm going to play poker with him, immediately."

"Even just one night would be nice, I wonder how fiery he would be, definitely stronger than my good-for-nothing boyfriend."

"However, if it's Tracy, even if he has a girlfriend, she should be able to easily hook this guy."

A busty cheerleader suddenly walked over and hugged Tracy, grabbing and squeezing that pair of full endowments.

Rubbing with a face full of jealousy, she was filled with jealousy and envy.

"Such a good figure, even I'm envious, let alone those dog men, they'd be so greedy they couldn't walk."

"Stop it."

Tracy blushed slightly and knocked away those mischievous hands.

Listening to the increasingly outrageous discussions around her, Tracy's heart felt a little strange.

Her gaze fell on the figure on the court, the one who was the center of attention.

This guy, seems like he really suits her taste.

However, what should she do, she already has a boyfriend.

Looking at the disheveled Rio, she suddenly felt that this boyfriend, who used to be pleasing to the eye, didn't seem so outstanding anymore.

The mood of wanting to give him a surprise tonight suddenly faded.