NBA God Emperor: Son of Kobe Bryant

"Class!"

Sean walked out of the classroom after his history lesson.

Anderson approached Tom and Williams, and they walked together to the recess area!

There are large trees with artificial grass like a football field.

They were going to find a place to chat and rest.

I saw a lawn densely packed with circles of students.

Curious, they stopped to watch, only to hear a pompous voice from the crowd.

"I was twelve years old that year, I came home from school, I didn't feel the atmosphere was right before I entered the door, I was a person with a very sensitive sixth sense, sure enough, as soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting on the ground crying, my two younger brothers also cried, there were bullet holes from guns on the wall, my mother saw me come back, immediately felt that there was a backbone, and told me the situation, it turned out that my father was captured by the Crocodile Gang, I heard the anger and came up, I fucked the guy, with a time bomb on my back, contacted a brother, and asked his brother to drive me over on a motorcycle, I was ready to break into the Crocodile Gang single-handedly, and it was....."

How did you get your time bomb??"

interrupted a bespectacled boy.

"How did the time bomb come about? How did it come? I already had the time bomb on my back and was ready to save my father, and I contacted my brother and his brother to take me out, and you only came to ask me how the bomb came to me now? I am a little physics expert, I did it myself, really, saying this kind of thing, how did the bomb come about, don't talk about it, it's a disappointment....""I'm

just curious to ask..".

The little boy with glasses said weakly.

"You don't interject, let him finish.

"That's it, just interrupt if you listen well!" the

storyteller sighed and said deeply: " You guys who live in wealthy families, don't understand the living environment of our low-level children, the environment is quite bad, not to mention the bomb, even the bazooka I have launched, about this time bomb, it involves I met a Middle Eastern terrorist, I saved him, he thanked me for giving me a body, this story will be told to you next time, I just transferred to school, I have to be late......."

"Don't go. "

You're going to finish talking to us next time!" "

Just listened to the first one, and the second one is halfway through...

"Fake~Four Eyes, don't interrupt in the future..."

The flowers in the greenhouse were deeply attracted by the heroic deeds of the transfer students.

Athletes from the bottom have their own bitter pasts.

The experience is richer than that of a rich child.

They unconditionally trusted the black transfer students,

because the American street slums in the news were really messy!

The storytelling transfer student stood up and walked out through the crowd.

I saw that he stood out from the crowd of students, he was one meter tall and nine meters tall, and he had a sausage mouth!

Sean and Anderson wanted to laugh when they heard this, and shook their heads together.

are all lamenting that transfer students are braggart kings.

Because these things are okay to deceive the flowers in the greenhouse, it is natural that Sean and others, who also grew up in a street slum, do not believe it.

Although the street slums are chaotic, they are not as exaggerated and outrageous as this kid said.

Occasional shootings, robberies and the like, what time bombs, bazookas are even more outrageous to the home.

It can't be said that there is none.

But Sean has never encountered these people, and it proves that it is almost non-existent.

Tom, who came from a wealthy family, didn't believe it, unlike the flowers in the greenhouse, and often mingled with these street kids.

Sean and the group turned and walked to a lawn, ready to lie down and chat for a while.

When he turned around and was about to leave, the transfer student with the sausage mouth saw Sean and the others' school uniforms with sophomore writing on them.

Judging by the height of the group, it was immediately judged that it was from the basketball club

! He shouted at the backs of several people, "Basketball classmates, stop!!" Sean

and the group turned their heads to look at the black students with sausage-mouthed mouths.

"My name is Roy, I've just transferred to another school, I also play basketball, and I want to join you.

Roy introduced himself.

Roy inquired, and the second generation of the second generation of high school in Sierra Canyon is this group of students from low-level families.

He is also from a low-level family, as the saying goes, things gather by like, and people are grouped.

Roy is definitely going to join Sean's gang, and he can't blend in with Bronny!Sean

opened his mouth and asked, "How are your skills?"

Roy suddenly became confident when he heard his skills.

He said proudly: " I can't say how the ball is, I can only tell you how I got into Sierra Canyon, at that time our school basketball court, several scouts from Sierra Canyon were watching the ball, a basketball suddenly smashed into my back, I took over the hand and dribbled the ball, and then a super long three-point shot, without looking back, I don't know if I got in, I only heard a shout from the rear, and after a while, a few scouts followed me with a dead face, and I wanted to join Sierra Canyon, I didn't agree, I was entangled at home, and my mother helped me promise to come down.

Roy looked at everyone with a confident expression.

“B· J, this kid looks like a braggart guy.

Anderson whispered in Sean's ear.

Sean covered his mouth and whispered: "Don't care if he blows it or not, everyone who can enter the Sierra Canyon should have strength, don't you want to have a fight with that William who is a senior in high school? "

Sean's sophomore basketball team has more than a dozen people, except for those second-generation stars, there are only a few of them left.

There is also a Mani, which is still a lot worse than the number of people in the third year of high school.

Basketball wasn't played by five people, and there were benches.

It is almost impossible for a player to play the full game with full stamina.

So a team with deep bench strength is likely to outperform a team with only five players and no substitutes!

Roy looked at Sean and Anderson whispering, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart!

Could it be that the other party doesn't accept him?

Sean glanced at Roy and found that the other party's expression was a little unconfident.

Not as confident as just now

!!Sean smiled and said to

Roy, "Keep up!" "After Shaun finished speaking, he walked forward with Anderson and the others

!"Okay!!" Sausage Mouth-Roy was excited in an instant, and he kept up with the team!"

My name is Roy Galen. "

“B· J. Shaun.".

"Williams.".

"Tom.".

"Asen Anderson.".

Since then,

Roy has officially joined Sean's team.

became Sean's most unbearable brother, a guy who forced him to finish by himself!