Chapter 894
And Zhang Feng paused for a while after sulking for a while.
Li Chengqian hurried forward, pressed Zhang Feng on the steps, told him to sit down, wiped his back, and gave him comfort.
At this point, Zhang Feng finally took a sigh of relief and waved his hand feebly: "Okay, I am not angry anymore. I am very happy. You have done a good job experimenting with this basketball. The quality of this thing Very good."
Zhang Feng tried his best to list a smiling face that was uglier than crying, and touched his chest desperately with one hand, trying to calm himself down.
At this time, battle Qi with these two fucking guys, isn't that courting death?
Moreover, it's just plain jokes.
Yuchi Yuer has long been unable to listen. After seeing Zhang Feng’s expression, Pu Chi couldn’t help but laughed out, even if Yuchi Gong kicked her fiercely with his eyes Doesn't work.
"Are there smoke?"
Zhang Feng said in a tranquil voice, but still clung to the basketball.
"Yes!"
Yuchi Gong is busy handing Zhang Feng a cigarette.
Point him up.
Zhang Feng sat on the ground and took a few mouthfuls fiercely before trying to calm himself down.
Looking at the two big Zhu'zi not far away, he asked: "What is this thing?"
Zhang Feng was really angry at this time.
A basketball is a small thing, but if something goes wrong with this thing, he really can’t be sure if he can get one in eight days.
The reason is most important.
Rubber will soon be gone.
Looking at the remaining Rubber in the pot, it is already the limit to get five.
This is how he got started.
If the cowboys do it, Heaven knows can they come up with three.
It would be great if there were steel wires...
At the very least, I would give them people like this. If he continued to play like this, he wouldn’t have an hour. Even if there are ten, all of them have to be played.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
After stroking the basketball in his arms, Zhang Feng's anger disappeared a little after he was sure that the basketball was okay.
However, Zhang Feng was dumbfounded again after seeing the two poles at this time. He really didn't understand, what the hell was making such a big piece of wood stand here?
Yuchi Gong finally stopped the nosebleed with the help of the soldiers.
Said: "Isn't this the club made according to the method you said?"
"Is it right?"
Zhang Feng dare not say No, he was afraid of being beaten.
Thumbs up and said: "Very good, but you are a bit big, look at Lao Yu, do you think someone can jump so high?"
" How old are you sure you’re down to a doll, to a seventy-eighty-year-old old woman, can you compare to your physical strength?"
Zhang Feng pointed to the cue stick, which is four meters above the ground Asked the ball box.
Yuchi Gong scratched the back of his head: "Isn't this what you said! Who knows that this thing needs to be jumped? I'll get him in for such a small broken ball all at once, don't Speaking of the ball, I can throw it in with such a big iron bump."
"Do you think everyone is like you?"
Zhang Feng was expressionless Staring at Yuchi Gong.
Yuchi Gong hearing this, complexion stiffened, said with a smile: "Then what do you say, this is all upright."
"It's demolished. !"
"What else can I do."
Zhang Feng is about to split.
Why can't you think of such a simple thing, something that a fool can think of?
You think everyone is as big and rough as you!
At this time, Li Chengqian and Yuchi Yuer also looked at Zhang Feng and Yuchi Gong in amazement, and couldn't help but glance at each other.
The expression is inexplicable shock.
At this time, Yuchi Gong argued with Zhang Feng and finally compromised under the threat of Zhang Feng's decision to quit.
"Then dismantle it, what should I do? This..."
"Come on, Li Qian, bring me paper and pen."
Zhang Feng finally couldn't take it anymore, so he waved his hand and took the opportunity to hold back the blood in his throat.
Li Chengqian, who got into trouble, ran faster than a rabbit at this time. I don't know where he got a pen and ink. In the enviable eyes of everyone, he took out a blank paper and threw it to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng took the pen and paper and began to write and draw on the ground. Everyone couldn't help but grow their necks and wanted to see what Zhang Feng was going to do.
Zhang Feng is not an art student, but at this time he has the illusion of being forced to become an art student.
Everything had to be painted perfectly clear, and the dimensions were clearly marked. After a while, a regular rebound appeared in front of everyone.
"This is it?"
When Yuchi Gong saw this, his eyes widened and said, "You said it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier? For such a simple thing, you should Tell me earlier. Look at this. I finally got the newly cut wood from Mt. Kui. 1"
"It's all destroyed now."
"You..."
Zhang Feng clutched his chest, shaking with anger.
Yuchi Gong still sighed with a hammer: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
Zhang Feng was completely mad at this time, both eyes are spiritless turned and looked towards Cheng Yaojin and said:" Old Chen, where's your knife? I want to kill someone!"
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