The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 558: Want NMB

"Hey girl, here’s the ball!"

The moment Chen Hao snatched the ball, he reached Xiele’s side and handed her the ball.

The sight sparked interest among the audience.

Would the Goddess Xiele act as before?

And Liao Jiajia and the others were also excited, their eyes glowing green as they watched Xiele and the ball in her hands.

"GOGO! Attack," Chu Jiangtao shouted, immediately charging towards Liao Jiajia and their team’s half of the court.

However, at that moment, Ouyang Feng felt somewhat uneasy.

But seeing Zhang Fan sitting leisurely and enjoying his ice cream, Ouyang shook his head.

If Zhang Fan wasn’t worried, why should he be? Besides, they were 56 points ahead; catching up would be a tall order for the opponents in the last two quarters.

Yet, as he too ran out, Xiele revealed an extremely sly smile at the corner of her mouth. Zhang Fan, who was staring at Xiele, suddenly felt his hand tremble.

At that moment, he had a bad feeling.

In the next instant, Xiele turned around, dribbled the ball to the red team’s three-point line, took a light leap, and shot.

Witnessing the basketball fall precisely into the net, everyone was dumbfounded.

Damn, did Goddess Xiele score?

Into the red team’s basket?

Damn, betraying isn’t usually this straightforward, right? This is like straight-up joining the enemy.

Zhang Fan’s ice cream fell to the ground.

He was speechless at that moment.

Xiele really made a move!

However, Liao Jiajia and his group erupted in excited cheers.

Seeing their score unexpectedly increase by two points, they wanted nothing more than to hug Xiele and kiss her; Goddess Xiele was just too adorable.

But Chen Hao and their eyes were bulging, a look of utter disbelief raging within them.

My God, whose side was this girl on?

Ouyang Feng just helplessly shook his head, thinking of Xiele’s actions in the previous quarters. He wasn’t surprised in the least by this shot.

Just then, a burst of raucous laughter suddenly rang out.

"Hahaha, Goddess Xiele is just too cute."

"Zhang Fan had been guarding her before, preventing her from causing trouble. Now that Zhang Fan’s out, and replaced by three lecherous rookies, things have gotten interesting."

"Heh, this must be the first act of betrayal in Tsinghua’s basketball rivalry history, hahaha!"

The laughter made Xiele’s smile grow wider, but shortly after, she turned her head and looked innocently at Chu Jiangtao and his teammates.

"Why are you all looking at me? Did I do something wrong? I don’t know how to do anything!"

Her soft and feeble coquetry nearly melted the hearts of Chu Jiangtao and the others.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, just be careful next time, that’s our basket you’re shooting into—your points are counting for them!" Chen Hao said.

Xiele nodded like a pecking chicken: "Oh, oh, oh, I got it. I’ll be careful next time."

Hearing Xiele’s voice, the people around burst into laughter once again.

They didn’t believe for a second that Xiele’s actions were unintentional. Goddess Xiele just plainly didn’t want Zhang Fan to win.

At that moment, Gao Qi also approached Zhang Fan with a mournful expression. "Fan, what on earth did you do to Goddess Xiele? Does she have a grudge against you? Why drag me into this too?"

Zhang Fan grabbed another piece of ice cream and handed it to Gao Qi: "Relax, the score’s still 58, right? If it comes down to it, I’ll play again later. Just eat your ice cream in peace. You’re getting beaten in a game by one of the top ten beauties! If word gets out, you’ll be the envy of everyone."

"Huh, that’s true!" Gao Qi’s eyes sparkled as he took bites of his ice cream!

The game continued, but Xiele kept making mistakes all the time.

Whenever the ball was passed to her by Chen Hao and the others, it almost certainly led to an unexpected occurrence.

The ball dropped out of play! Or it was passed directly to Liao Jiajia by Xiele.

As a result, Liao Jiajia and their team’s score surged dramatically.

Chen Hao and his two teammates’ skills were far inferior to Zhang Fan and Ouyang Feng.

One reason was that after they had graduated, they rarely played basketball anymore. They could barely suppress Liao Jiajia and the others by relying on their old skills—an example of living off past glories.

So Liao Jiajia and his team’s score steadily climbed.

By the end of the third quarter, the score was 67:48!

The faces of Chen Hao and the other two darkened upon seeing the score.

Closing in by more than 40 points? How the hell was that possible!

It was a complete slap in their faces.

After resting for three minutes, Chen Hao and the others, who had wanted to show off, were utterly mesmerized by Di Xiele’s "Big brother, I want the ball."

For some unknown reason, they kept making the ill-advised decision to pass the ball to Di Xiele.

The result was that Liao Jiajia and his team scored again.

They didn’t seem to hear anything else around them.

"Goddess Xiele truly has a 36E bust, damn huge!"

"Shit, this is so thrilling. I’m head over heels for Zhang Fan. How did he agree to let Di Xiele play? That figure, those raging waves of a 36E, just looking at it gets me hard!"

"Get a grip, better go jerk off in the toilet."

However, a group of girls was cursing incessantly.

"Are those three idiots or have they never seen a woman before, it’s just bigger breasts, for fuck’s sake. If they lose this game, I swear I’ll stick a sanitary pad on their faces."

"Zhang Fan that guy too, sitting there eating ice cream by himself in the court, why doesn’t he get up and play?"

"Baby really wants to see him play basketball!"

"Exactly, my idol Ouyang Feng can’t seem to sync with these noobs at all. The score is already 72:59, Chen Hao and his two are just pigs."

"Hmph, calling them pigs is pretty much an insult to the pigs. If they lose, I’m going to smash their cars."

Listening to these murmurs around them, Chen Hao and his two teammates on the court were fuming.

They dare call us noobs? We were, after all, the first to dare to challenge Tsinghua’s team!

This can’t go on, no more passing to Di Xiele.

The last quarter of the game, we can’t lose face again.

The next moment, Chen Hao, Zheng Wei, and Chu Jiangtao, fueled by adrenaline, looked fiercely determined.

However, Liao Jiajia and his group were ecstatic.

Just a little over ten points behind, there’s hope! Victory was within sight.

"Start the game!" Chen Hao roared!

"Big brother, I want the ball," Di Xiele tried her old tricks again.

Chen Hao paused, forcibly shifting his gaze away from Di Xiele’s 36E bust.

"Captain, catch the ball!"

Chen Hao passed the ball to Ouyang Feng.

Watching this scene, countless men were enraged.

"Fuck, damn it. Xiele, the goddess, is asking for the ball like that, yet Chen Hao doesn’t pass it to her."

"Is he even a man!"

"If you remove that ’ball’ from her sentence, wow, just listening to that voice recording would be freaking blissful!"

"Big brother, I want... hahaha, no, I’ve got to find a driver to edit out that ’ball’ word."

"Share the resource with me when you do!"

Laughter filled with innuendo immediately erupted.

Listening to countless suggestive voices, Di Xiele was infuriated.

"Want your NMB!"