Kapitel 637: Winners and Losers (1)

PAH

"Strikeout!"

"Game Set, Gladiators."

A grin crept onto Ken's lips as the umpire called an end to the game, but his face quickly froze in the next moment after hearing the sound of footsteps running towards him. 

Ken turned to see his teammates rushing towards his direction to celebrate, their faces filled with glee. Having experienced the bum slapping and discomfort of the dog pile many times before, he was suffering from PTSD.

'Not today…'

Without a word, Ken sidestepped Latrell who lunged towards him before making a bee line towards the bench. After shaking off the burly Captain Max, Steve appeared in his vision.

It seemed the guy had guessed he would try and avoid the celebration, so he'd cut him off from the bench, becoming the last line of defense on the field.