Kapitel 930: Tomahawk Chop Dunk!

At this moment.

The black player winked at his four teammates and said, "Hey, brothers, play with this brother?"

"Okay!"

"Then let's play!"

His four teammates responded.

Actually, they had long disliked Yang Luo.

What right did a thin, not tall, and not handsome kid have to have so many beauties?

Then, they held the basketball and accelerated from the midfield one after another. They flew over Yang Luo's head and performed various dunks.

"Handsome, too handsome!"

"This Country Hua kid is like a clown. He can only watch helplessly as someone jumps over his head!"

"Hahaha, who asked this kid to be so thin and short? He can only serve as a foil!"

The audience cheered even louder, and all kinds of mocking laughter grew louder.

Prajna was instantly furious, "They're deliberately humiliating Brother Yang. I want to beat them to death!"

"Count me in. I want to send them flying with a punch!"