Chapter 914 1014. Tooth for Tooth

Chapter 914 1014. Tooth for Tooth

I am the violent center of the neighborhood!

My arms are thicker than that kid's thighs.

I am a human tank.

I am recognized by everyone as the little James, a man who will go to the NBA to show his prowess in the future.

With countless firm beliefs, Drake rushed towards Nie Wei with a grin, ready to knock him to the ground in one round, so that he would know what strength is.

But Drake was soon stunned, because his full-strength collision could not shake Nie Wei at all.

"This is impossible!" Drake roared in his heart, and then exerted force again, but the reality had clearly told him that with his strength, he really couldn't knock Nie Wei.

"How is this possible, this is impossible, this is not right." Drake was anxious, and used force several times in a row, but still couldn't knock Nie Wei. Everyone on the side was a little dumbfounded, wondering why this big black man was gritting his teeth there, but he didn't move.

However, several of Drake's companions cheered and laughed from time to time.

"Hahaha, Drake, stop playing around, knock him away so we can go have dinner."

"My stomach is already calling for Aunt Lily's Super Big Mac Pizza."

"Drake, be gentle later..."

Listening to the cheers in his ears, Drake's face flushed. If he wasn't dark enough, those friends standing on the sidelines would have noticed his abnormality long ago.

And the more his friends cheered, the more anxious he became, because only he knew best that he was not playing tricks on Nie Wei. He couldn't even knock him down. The strength he was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of this "little guy", and the other party didn't even retreat half a step.

Drake used all his strength, and the veins on his neck bulged, but Nie Wei, who was holding him with his arms, still looked red-faced and breathless. His body only swayed slightly when Drake exerted force, but his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground and remained motionless.

This time, Drake's friends also realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Drake, stop playing, the attack time is almost up." The 30-second attack time was agreed before the game started, but now almost 20 seconds have passed, and Drake is still "dawdling". His friends can't stand it anymore and remind him quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Drake was annoyed by the noise and couldn't help shouting loudly, but as he shouted, he also felt his back loosen up, and the pressure like a mountain disappeared instantly.

This should have been a very happy thing, but Drake was horrified to find that he couldn't stop.

When he shouted, it was also the time for him to exert force again, but Nie Wei suddenly retreated to the side, and when the distracted Drake came to his senses, he had already rushed towards the concrete ground. If no one helped him at this time, he would definitely fall badly.

And the only one who could help him at the moment was Nie Wei, who was closest to him.

Drake put aside his prejudice in this short moment and looked at Nie Yi for help, but until his face suddenly hit the ground, he did not see the hand that saved him.

It hurts!

It hurts so much!

Drake, who covered his face and howled miserably, scared many girls around him, and even some men subconsciously twitched their cheeks. It was really miserable.

Especially when they saw Drake take his hand off his face, some timid ones screamed. At this time, Drake's face looked like it was splashed with purple-red watercolor. It was simply horrible to watch. The blood and tears on his face flowed down, making him look extremely miserable.

In fact, Drake did not want to cry. After he was beaten unconscious by his father at the age of nine, he decided not to cry in this life.

But at this moment, he couldn't stop the tears from his eyes. It was not that he wanted to cry, but that his body function protection made him unable to suppress the tears.

His heart was not weak, but his body succumbed.

Drake fell so badly, but Nie Wei didn't even mean to help him. Instead, he walked to the side, picked up the basketball, walked to the three-point line, and then made a cool shot. Soon, a beautiful net flower splashed on the basket.

"Can you still play?" Nie Wei came to Drake, who was still sitting on the ground and wailing, patting the basketball, and asked coldly.

His attitude made many people around him feel a little bit unbearable. After all, the black big guy was annoying, but he was already so miserable. Is it really good for Nie Wei to be aggressive at this time?

But soon this sympathy disappeared.

After hearing Nie Wei's words, Drake, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly jumped up and stretched out his hand to grab Nie Wei's collar, but he was caught by Nie Wei halfway, and then he put his hand behind his back with a clever force.

Drake screamed again, but he couldn't stop cursing in his mouth.

And these curses and his revengeful actions just now completely destroyed the little sympathy that the people around him had just felt for him. Some people even felt embarrassed, thinking that they were deceived by this guy's pitiful appearance, and wished that Nie Wei would be more ruthless and give this guy a good beating.

"Waste is waste, you want to use force when you can't beat basketball? Unfortunately, you can't beat me in a fight either."

Nie Wei listened to his ugly curses and added a bit of strength to his hands. This time, Drake didn't care about cursing. The pain caused by the twisted arm made him unable to speak clearly, and he could only scream.

"Let him go." Drake's friends couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to rush into the basketball court, but as soon as they took a step, they were surrounded by a group of strong men in black suits. These people were all bodyguards that Nie Wei brought with him.

The leader, Cheng Zimo, stared at the guy who was shouting the loudest without hesitation, pressed his shoulder, and threatened: "Shut your mouth, but if you continue to make trouble, don't blame us for being rude."

The pain in the shoulder blade made this man shut up wisely. Although he and Drake were friends, they were not so close that he would sacrifice his body for him. Anyway, he saw that Cheng Zimo and his people were not easy to mess with, and he didn't want to be beaten.

Fortunately, Nie Wei also let go of Drake at this time, which was also a step that was not a step.

"Are you still going to continue?" Nie Wei patted the basketball and asked Derek, who was covering his arm, to confirm again.

"Continue!" Derek wiped the sweat on his face. This was not the hot sweat after exercise, but the cold sweat caused by pain.

Nie Wei didn't say anything when he heard this, and directly threw the basketball to him, indicating that he could attack.

Drake had wanted to back out long ago after being frustrated by Nie Wei's street basketball, but Nie Wei kept provoking him with words, and he couldn't leave in such a shameful way, not to mention that Nie Wei had hurt him so badly, and he also wanted to retaliate against Nie Wei.

Of course, he also knew that he couldn't get his face back by relying on basketball skills or simple fighting, so he only had one last way, that is, to play tricks.

He deliberately made an offensive mistake, exchanged the offensive right to Nie Wei, and then seriously put on a defensive posture.

On the basketball court, especially on the street court, the most lacking is those small moves. He has been hanging out in the streets since he was a child, and he knows a lot about this. How to swing the elbow naturally, how to quietly step on the foot, these are small moves that are common to Drake.

Drake also hated Nie Wei very much, so he really wanted to leave a deep impression on the other party on the court.

Nie Wei attacked with the ball, and Drake put on a serious defensive posture, but quietly revealed a flaw. As expected, Nie Wei instantly caught the flaw and flashed through it after a fake move.

Drake immediately followed Nie Wei's footsteps when he saw this. Nie Wei dribbled the ball like flying, not caring about Drake following closely behind him. When he stepped on the top of the free throw line arc, he jumped up with all his strength, and then flew to the basket like a soaring eagle.

The people around him all opened their eyes wide at this time, and when a loud "clang" sounded, everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Slam dunks are always the performance that can arouse the greatest passion of the audience.

And it was not until Nie Wei dunked the basketball into the basket that Drake chased to the basket, but he did not feel a trace of regret, but was a little fortunate because he finally arrived.

What no one noticed was that Derek quietly stretched out his right foot, and the position was exactly where Nie Wei fell.

In Drake's expectation, if nothing unexpected happens, Nie Wei will step on his instep in one third of a second, and then there is a 50% chance that Nie Wei's landing action will be deformed, and then nine out of ten times, Nie Wei will sprain his ankle.

As for how serious it is, it's up to fate. Drake felt a little pity. After all, Nie Wei doesn't look tall or strong. Even if he sprains his ankle, it is estimated that he will not suffer too serious injuries. If he is replaced by someone who does this, it will probably be much more painful.

Drake was thinking about it, and he felt a sudden sharp pain in his ankle, which made him a little panic. When did he feel so clearly what he imagined?

However, as the pain intensified, he finally came to his senses. This was not a fantasy, but his ankle was really broken.

He expected Nie Wei to step on his instep, but in fact, Nie Wei stepped on his ankle when he fell down. Although the opponent stumbled, with Nie Wei's strong balance, he didn't fall down except stumbling a few times.

On the contrary, Derek fell to the ground in pain after being stepped on by Nie Wei.

"It's broken, my ankle is broken, wow!!!!" Derek cried bitterly. This time he not only gave in physically, but also was really scared in his heart.

Because he knew very well how important a healthy body was to him. If his ankle was broken and there was no way to recover, then his life would be over.

At this moment, he thought of his mother, father, brothers and sisters at home. They all hoped that he could enter the NBA by playing basketball, and then stand out and change the fate of the whole family.

But now if his ankle is really broken, then everything will be over. He yearns for the NBA, and naturally knows how cruel it is. No team would be willing to take a player with serious injury risks. He feels that his future is suddenly dark, and at the same time he has deep regrets.

Why did he come to compete with Doug, and why did he provoke those Chinese people? Now he has not only lost face, but also injured his ankle, which may ruin his future. He is afraid, afraid from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body is shaking when he cries.

Nie Wei did not pretend to step forward to check the other party's injuries. In fact, he stepped on him on purpose.

From Drake's eyes, Nie Wei had already noticed that the other party had bad intentions, so he had been keeping an eye on him before the game started. Sure enough, Drake kicked him after his dunk. Nie Wei was not the kind of person who would repay evil with kindness. On the contrary, he was the kind of person who would not wait for revenge.

So when he fell, he deliberately used the "thousand-pound weight" technique and stepped hard on the guy's ankle.

Nie Wei's idea was very simple. Since you want to hurt my ankle, then I will hurt your ankle. This is fair. To put it bluntly, it is blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Looking at Drake who was lying on the ground and crying with his ankle covered, Nie Wei was too lazy to ask him if he would fight again. Nie Wei knew how hard his kick was, and he could completely ensure that Drake would lose his ability to move for a long time.

"Call an ambulance for him." Nie Wei ordered Li Xiang who was standing aside.

The latter immediately took the order, and then Drake's friends also rushed into the court. Some people were concerned about Drake's injury, and more people glared at Nie Wei. Compared with Drake's injury, many of them felt that Nie Wei had damaged their face, which was more serious.

Unfortunately, they only dared to look at Nie Wei, and they didn't even dare to look at Nie Wei, after all, Drake's screams were still echoing in their ears.

Besides, there were so many bodyguards around Nie Wei, and he didn't look like someone who was easy to mess with.

The police finally knew to come to maintain order at this time. Doug wiped the cold sweat on his forehead again and again, but he couldn't stop it. Today's conflict really frightened him. He didn't worry about Drake, but was afraid that Nie Wei would get bumped.

You know, if a world-class rich man like Nie Wei has some problems anywhere, it is very likely to rise to the image problem of the entire city, which is definitely a responsibility that Doug, a small person, can't bear.

Of course, he was more curious about Nie Wei's skills.

Although Nie Wei is nearly 1.88 meters tall and looks very strong, there is still a big gap compared to Drake's nearly 2 meters tall and sturdy figure.

But in the direct confrontation between the two, Nie Wei actually completely gained the upper hand, not only crushing Drake into a humiliation, but also leaving him injured.

How did Nie Wei do it?

Doug was full of curiosity, and in the end he could only attribute this to Hua Xia's magical kung fu.

Thanks to Fantasy Paradise for the generous reward.