329 Anger (1/2)
The score was ominously in Xiao Luo's favor—it was eight to zero, to be exact—and it had already been agreed from the onset that Xiao Luo would always start off the game. Yang Hongzhi was under immense pressure with that scoreline, and he was absolutely frustrated. Increasingly, Yang Hongzhi was getting enraged—on his forehead, blue-colored veins bulged like they were about to burst, and every strand of hair on his brows was on ends. Thoroughly outclassed in the game, he was being humiliated right in front of the woman he was trying so hard to impress. It made him want to skin Xiao Luo alive!
Xiao Luo ignored his vicious expression, and again, the moment he received the ball, he jumped immediately to take the shot.
But this time, instead of going for the block, Yang Hongzhi roared and charged into Xiao Luo like a wounded beast. He did not even get a hand on the last eight balls, and unable to accept the shame, he decided to directly hurl himself at Xiao Luo.
CRASH!
The impact reverberated across the court as Yang Hongzhi barged his shoulder into Xiao Luo's chest while still making the shot in the air. Xiao Luo lost his balance, and he had to take two steps back to regain himself, and he felt a dull pain in his chest.
Before Yang Hongzhi could even turn to look, he heard the familiar thud as the ball landed through the hoop.
”Sh*t!!!”
Yang Hongzhi was overcome by anguish, and as his eyes glowered in frustration, he threw a tantrum, stamping his feet on the ground repeatedly. He ripped off his jacket and flung it on the court.
”Are you playing basketball or 'Street Fighter?!'”
Xiao Luo was piqued, and he grabbed Yang Hongzhi's shoulder as he walked off.
Yang Hongzhi was outraged and immediately slapped Xiao Luo's hand away, then grabbed Xiao Luo's by his collar. He roared, ”I am going to whoop your *ss, so what! Are you unhappy about that?”
His body check was totally intentional, but yet he couldn't accept it when Xiao Luo laid a hand on his shoulder. He still had some semblance of self-control despite his fury, or he'd have ordered his bodyguards to deal with Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo stared coldly into his eyes and, in no uncertain terms, said, ”You better let go!”
The glint in Xiao Luo's eyes made Yang Hongzhi shiver, he quickly let go of Xiao Luo's collar—for some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt like a frog that was being hunted by a venomous snake and on the verge of being struck; and had Yang Hongzhi not let go, he would have been killed that instant.
Seeing the confrontation, Yang Hongzhi's bodyguards, Su Li and Shen Qingyan, rushed into the court.
”Young Master Yang, it's just a friendly match, don't take it too seriously.” Shen Qingyan said, attempting to calm him down.
”Oh, Really? Then I have misunderstood you.”
Shen Qingyan smiled wryly, and she knew Yang Hongzhi well enough. She decided to de-escalate the situation and said, ”Young Master Yang, you must have worked out enough by now; come, let's get freshened up as I've prepared some delicious dishes for you.”
”Oh, we're not in a hurry, there's one last ball.” Yang Hongzhi responded.
The two bodyguards looked at each other awkwardly, wondering to themselves why their young master would not accept the offer when Ms. Shen had just given him a way out. Why did he not go along with it? Did he actually think that he could turn this defeat into a victory? The score was now nine to zero!
But when they saw the viciousness in Yang Hongzhi's eyes, they knew he would teach Xiao Luo a hard lesson. They got themselves ready.
”Are you sure that you still want to continue?” Su Li asked.
”Haha… there should be an end to every beginning, it's only one more ball, and it'll be done in no time.”
”Then let's finish it!” Xiao Luo spoke up suddenly.
There was a fierce glint in Yang Hongzhi's eyes for a fleeting moment, and then he laughed and said, ”Li, you guys can leave first. It seems like Mr. Xiao wants to make me go home with a big zero, hahaha. I'd also like to know if it ends up that way.”