Chapter 3 The System Was Stolen?

Hook was dumbfounded, how could he have three thousand dollars? In the entire United States, counting the tens of millions of middle-class people, not many families can afford three thousand dollars at any time. Those who have three thousand dollars in cash are absolutely rich.

The antelope is also twitching. Even if it is him, he only has more than two hundred dollars on him. The hammer is too big. Do you still want Hook to apply for a loan?

When Li Ba saw the appearance of the two, he knew that this was scum that could not be squeezed out, and immediately changed his words: "But my suits are all worn, and there is a gap in the antiques. Let's make a discount and pay one thousand." US dollars, no less."

"Hammer, please, I only have fifty dollars on me. This is the money I earned today. Give it all to you, can I give it all to you?" Hook begged.

"What the hell, you poor ghost!" Li Ba cursed and looked at the antelope.

The antelope came out to speak, firstly to show his status in the park, and to show off his glory, secondly, everyone is old black, beaten by the yellow man Hammer, everyone's face is not very good, but let him give Hook a Money, that can only show that Li Ba is thinking too much.

Therefore, when Li Ba looked over, the antelope shrugged and retreated back to the crowd, saying that I have passed the glory and this matter has nothing to do with him.

"What the hell!"

Li Ba had no choice but stretched out his big hand towards Hu Ke's face, and shouted depressingly: "Accompany Qian!"

"Here you are!" Hook hurriedly took out a few small bills, including two coins.

Li Ba stuffed the money into his pocket, pressed the button outside, and then got up to let Hu Ke go.

"Hammer, what were you doing just now?" the antelope asked.

"Catch...defense training."

Li Ba just wanted to say catch flies, but immediately realized and changed his words.

Antelope knows some things about Li Ba. Although this Chinese is good at fighting, he is not good at playing basketball. He mainly uses his physical talent to have some defensive ability, but his defensive ability is really not popular in Rock Park. This is a place where he pursues fancy, so he doesn't take it seriously. superior.

After the crowd dispersed, Li Ba continued his training in beating mosquitoes.

As he practiced, he had an idea, if these moths and mosquitoes were treated as balls, wouldn't this kind of fly-catching training be regarded as a kind of defensive training?

As long as he is trained to slap these flying bugs accurately, can't he accurately slap or steal the ball from the offensive player?

As long as the two hands can accurately kill bugs, can't they accurately grab rebounds?

Of course, there must be a big difference between them. After all, the ball is controlled by people, but there must be similarities.

"My body is too stiff and my offensive ability is mediocre. Those scouts say that my skills are mediocre and I have nothing outstanding. Then I will base myself on defense!"

While training, Li Ba thought.

Five hundred times, one thousand times, two thousand times, five thousand times...

He is just like reading a book, summing up some experience while training.

Because his body is too stiff, his turns are very slow, so his control over the rear is very weak. After thousands of trainings, he failed to hit the locked bugs a few times. The few times he succeeded was because the prey was right next to him. Within the wingspan, those who hit with a big slap, and those who needed to move outside the wingspan, did not succeed once. The reason why his success rate is so low is because the success rate in this direction is holding him back.

The movement speed of the left and right flanks is slightly faster than the turning speed, so the control of the left and right is also slightly stronger than that of the rear. Those who need to move have a certain probability of success, about 10%, and within the range of the arm span, the probability of success is about 20%.

The best control is the three-dimensional space in front and above, especially the space controlled by the arm span, there is a 30% chance of being able to hit it successfully, and the range outside the arm span that needs to be moved can also reach 20%.

This step movement refers to the first step. If the first step is not successful, there will be no chance in the future, and the bug will fly away.

But he is very clear that this is dealing with bugs. If it is applied to the basketball court and he faces those extremely high-level players, his chances of success will be greatly reduced.

At two o'clock in the morning, the system had a reminder.

"Congratulations to the host for completing a thousand successful fly-catching training!"

"The training success rate is 19% in the air, 22% in the front, 12% in the left and right sides, slightly equal to zero in the rear, and 13% overall."

"A special reward for a bottle of lubricating oil for fly swatters."

"Haha, there is a reward...you, what are you rewarding me for?"

Surprised and feeling wrong again, the sweaty Li Ba asked out of breath.

"What the hell, it's really a bottle of lubricating oil, and it's only 100 milliliters. Why do you give me this stuff? Should I wipe it on my body so that flies can't stand and smash it to death?"

Seeing the bottle of lubricating oil in the space, he was very depressed.

Lubricating oil can lubricate the fly swatter and the carrier of the fly swatter. For external use, remember to apply it once a month to prevent the wear of the fly swatter.

Putting his consciousness on the lubricating oil, his depression disappeared instantly after seeing the comment. This thing should not only be good for the fly swatter, but also good for the joints and ligaments, right?

As an insider, especially the knee joints of the legs are very worn. If this thing can maintain the joints, it will be a miracle.

"come out!"

As soon as I thought about it, a bottle of lubricating oil appeared in my hand, just like the flat flagon, not a glass bottle, but stainless steel.

"Try it? Forget it, my joints don't seem to be worn out now. If the system just gives this bottle, it will be a waste."

With a thought, the lubricating oil returned to the system space.

He looked at the success rate of his 10,000-time training. It should be at his current level. The hand-eye coordination is still not good, which means that his body can't keep up with the lock. This is because the fly-catching movements and physical fitness are not good enough.

Back on chair No. 36, Li Ba picked up his bag and took out a five-liter plastic bucket from under the chair. In keeping with the rhythm of the music in the distance, he swayed his head to the free public toilet in the park, where he replenished the water. and a place to shower and do laundry.

After filling his stomach with water, he took a shower and did his laundry, and then returned to Chair No. 36 with a bucket full of water. His day was considered over.

"A little hungry!"

Lying on the chair, Li Ba touched his pocket. There were fifty dollars of Hooker's and several hundred dollars of his own in it. But he had already eaten two big hamburgers for dinner, and he was reluctant to use it. He wanted to save some travel expenses, and then Try your luck with some teams.

"Go to sleep, I have everything in my dream, maybe I can also dream of Gao Yuanyuan, then I must have a baby with her." After covering the newspaper, swallowing, Li Ba quickly fell into a deep sleep in the masquerade.

When he woke up in the morning, he read the system silently, but there was no response, what the hell, the system is gone? Gone! Li Ba almost went crazy in an instant!

He searched and searched all over the park, but he couldn't find it. In the end, he came across a group of old blacks, and Hook was also inside. They probably stole the system. He rushed up and started to fight, but unfortunately, he was outnumbered. In the end, he was beaten to death. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was dizzy from dryness.