NBA: I went from grassroots to Warriors for three consecutive championships

"Brothers, this kid looks down on us~~~!" A middle-aged man in a taekwondo uniform, seeing him say this, immediately showed a fiery temper, and then turned his head and said to the people behind.

"Let's go together, if you don't believe so many people, you still can't beat you~~~!" The fat bald black man responded with a sneer.

"Let's go together, beat him severely~~!"

"This kid, don't even think about going out tonight."

"Arrogance must be strong, otherwise just wait for me honestly~~!"

"A superstar basketball player, what's so arrogant, I'll beat you into a bear later. Hmph~!"

At this moment, Liu Fan aroused the anger of a group of fighters and shouted angrily.

"Zhang Xin, help me bet 300 million, bet I win~~!" Liu Fan showed a flat expression, looked at a group of fighters, then turned his head and said to her.

"Okay~~!" Seeing what he said, Zhang Xin responded softly, and quickly took out the card to swipe money to Zhuang Zhuang, telling the opponent whoever wins, before walking back.

"The rich second-generation son who likes my woman, why is he hiding in the corner and dare not come out. Hmph~!" Liu Fan glanced at the corner of Liu Fan's eyes, and the white rich second-generation son glanced in the direction, then sneered and whispered to himself.

"I bet Liu Fan to win~~!"

"I bet on those people to win~~!"

"I want to bet on those people to win~~!"

"I also bet on those people to win~~!"

The audience in the audience, seeing a group of people coming to the stage, immediately flocked to the dealer to bet, and said who they wanted to bet on to win.

The black man sitting in the corner walked silently to the crops, and said to the inside with a smile, "I bet 1000 million, and I bet Liu Fan will win~!"

"Master Qiao, why did you come here to watch the game~!" A thin young man was betting on Liu Fan's victory with the only tens of thousands in his hand, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded from behind, and he immediately turned his head to see the familiar figure , Then he said in shock.

"Master Qiao, come to our place~!"

"Master Qiao, come to our place~!"

"Master Qiao, come to our place~!"

"Master Qiao, come to our place~!"

Everyone seemed to have never seen the world, looked at the familiar faces with startled eyes, and then exclaimed in unison.

"Okay, everyone be quiet, how about signing autographs for you when the game is over~!" Leader Qiao said to them with a smile, then went to the original position and sat down silently, quietly watching the wonderful duel.

"Haha, I want the autograph of Gang Leader Qiao. Hehe~!" There was an obese man who looked ordinary but loved intense sports competitions. Seeing the idol in his heart descending, he immediately revealed a joyful expression and said to himself.

"Joe's autograph is what I dream of getting."

"I've waited too long for this day. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Master Qiao, I grew up watching games with you since I was very young, this time I want to get your autograph~~!"

"Master Qiao~~~!"

"Master Qiao~~!"

"Master Qiao~~!"

In the underground fighting arena, many of them are his die-hard fans. Seeing his arrival, they all showed different expressions, and sighed in a low voice.

After a few minutes.

The audience in the audience calmed down.

They showed serious expressions, afraid of missing the wonderful moment, and also want to see who will win in the end.

"You rubbish, why don't you dare to attack?" Liu Fan made Jeet Kune Do movements, hopping and hopping, and then cursed at them loudly.

"Brothers, go~~!" The taekwondo man immediately showed a dissatisfied expression, and then rushed to him first and shouted, meaning to let the people behind not be timid.

"He is alone, so many of us are afraid of being hanged, go!" Another black man also shouted, and immediately joined the chaos, and violently attacked Liu Fan step by step.

"Go on~!"

"Hmph, kick that arrogant brat hard~~~!"

One after another, muscular men ran to Liu Fan one after another, performed his sharp footwork, and then shouted loudly to cheer him up.

"Crack~!"

"Bang~!"

"Ah~!"

Liu Fan showed a calm expression, and greeted new challenges. Every time he made a move, he crippled his opponent with one move, and some would spend their next life in a wheelchair.

At this moment, Liu Fan turned into a real killing god, a super powerful master, every move was extremely lethal, his hands were broken off one by one, and some feet were crippled, and he fell to the ground and howled in pain.

in a few minutes,
Liu Fan slowly showed his other side, and knocked down his opponents one by one.

He is very skilled, but he likes to pretend to be cool. People with strength are different.

"Do you still have the strength to continue fighting now?" Liu Fan asked with a sneer as he silently observed the professional boxer who had fallen to the ground.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting~~!" The man in taekwondo uniform was attacked continuously by him, with large and small wounds concentrated on his face, and his chest was also kicked with great force by him.

"What about you?" Liu Fan listened to the other party's words silently, with a strange smile on his face, and then turned his head to ask another group of people.

"Ah~!" A group of people who fell on the ground suddenly heard the question of the young man in front of them, and screamed in panic, sweating unknowingly.

"I, we don't fight anymore." A group of people showed nervous expressions and responded with a few words in an unsmooth tone.

"Get out~!" Liu Fan shouted with a hint of indifference when he saw their surrender.

"Hey, let's get out~~!" The taekwondo man showed an embarrassed expression, then responded with a wry smile, and immediately got up and jumped off the ring and ran to the door.

"Damn, why are you running so fast~!"

"How can I scare him like that when I am a person with ordinary looks?"

When Liu Fan saw the man in the Taekwondo uniform, he was frightened into a soft-chested man by his eyes. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be right, and then whispered to himself.

"Eh~!" Those people saw the man in the taekwondo uniform and ran away first, they were all stunned, and in less than a few seconds, they all jumped into the ring.

"Quick, run~~!"

"Run slowly, wait for him~!"

"Mom, I want to be a good person, I don't want to be a bad person."

"That kid is a killing god, it's too scary."

A group of people with martial arts were so frightened by a young boy, they all said a few words with panicked expressions, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ah~!" The male and female audience on the stage kept their eyes on the situation on the stage, and they all froze when they witnessed the astonishing scene.

"Liu Fan, those people seem to be very afraid of you~!" After watching the scene silently, a smile appeared on Zhang Xin's face. Seeing that there was no accident, he joked to him with a smile.

"I'm a good citizen, how can I do something to them~!" When Liu Fan was thinking about the problem, a familiar voice sounded from behind, he turned his head to respond with a smile, and jumped out of the fighting cage.

"Hey, that rich second-generation white man runs really fast~!" Liu Fan jumped outside, his eyes kept scanning a certain place, and seeing that the target had disappeared, he said to himself.