Chapter 552 D*mn It, Don’t Run (1/2)

Chapter 552: D*mn It, Don’t Run

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The little bug had the ability to decelerate time. If Li Du were to use it, no one would be able to interrupt his dribble. He would also be faster than anyone else, making it a piece of cake to seize the ball from his opponent.

But this was just a game; it seemed a bit excessive to use the little bug for this.

Hence, although the ball was seized by Stephen, Li Du could do nothing except look on helplessly as he charged down the court and effortlessly scored.

”It's two to zero! Oh yeah!” Hannah shouted excitedly.

The Playboy spread his arms wide and faced Li Du. ”Do you want me to take over point guard?”

Li Du gritted his teeth and said, ”No, I'll show you guys what I'm made of!”

He was just blowing his own horn; with the ball in hand, he jogged forward slowly.

Seeing that, Stephen chuckled and ran with him past half court, but did not try to snatch the ball from him.

Hans waved his hands. ”Pass the ball, Li, pass the ball. Stop moving!”

Even if Li Du had wanted to pass the ball, he wouldn't pass it to him. Just like a basketball star, he stretched out his hand to point as he gave instructions. ”Run up, run up. Akkalou, come over and cover me. Big Quinn, go in there, stand further in…”

Godzilla stood in the paint next to Turis, who was the biggest member of Stephen's team.

But Turis was only a little over than six feet tall. Compared to many he was a big guy, but next to Godzilla he looked like a kid.

On hearing that Li Du wanted to move Big Quinn into the paint, the rest of them were at a loss. Dickens, who was on the court said, ”Both your forwards are in the paint? Then how are we supposed to play?!

As the crowd stared at Big Quinn, Li Du quickly passed the ball to Godzilla.

Ball in hand, with no regard for Turis, who stood next to him, Godzilla turned around and leaped powerfully. As he raised his arms, the muscles on them bulged like wildfire spreading. Whoosh—it was a slam dunk.

Turis helplessly spread his arms wide. ”How am I supposed to block him? If I could, I would be earning millions at NBA!”

Godzilla's fearsomeness was not limited to his big size and strength: he was also quick on his feet. Afterall, he regularly physically trained, which accentuated his God-given attributes.

In addition, he was formerly a professional basketball player in Mexico with far superior basketball skills than the average person. Who could possibly block him?

Luckily, Stephen was on Turis's side, and they were indeed adept at running and gunning. All five of them could run and shoot well, it was just that they could not break through to the basket.

Godzilla and Big Quinn were defending on the inside since their attack had been foiled and every single attempt had resulted in failure.

Turis and the rest were banking on Stephen for this and kept passing him the ball to go against Li Du.

Stephen broke out and tossed the ball—score.

Stephen turned back to do a jump shot—score.

Stephen shot a three-pointer—score.

Hans shouted, ”Li, you're getting thrashed!”

Li Du turned back and flashed his middle finger at him. ”F*ck, there's no need for you to point out. Isn't it frigging obvious?”

Although Stephen had trashed Li Du, Godzilla and Big Quinn had joined forces to thrash their entire team. The Playboy did as well; his basketball skills were pretty good and he could score from outside the paint.

The game ended at ten to five. Li Du's team won by a large margin.

The people watching were scared sh*tless. Their physique could not even match up to Turis's. Nobody wanted to step forward and get humiliated.

At this time, a young man wearing a Suns shirt walked over and said, ”They're pretty good. Would you like me to join you?”