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410: Punch back hard (seeking the moon)(5/5)

"You said too, time is tight, I am very difficult to deal with. I don't think so, it will take several days to gather people."

Li Ang has no energy or motivation, and he is still thinking about the failure next season.

Da Ben frowned: "What's wrong with you? This is not your style."

"Oh, I just want to have a rest. Otherwise, you can rest here tonight, and we will talk about training camp tomorrow.

I'm single now, and I'll take you to Arizona's Ghost Crying Street tonight, with a little fruit plate."

"Tomorrow? What a joke? It's the end of June now, Lee.

You have no tomorrow, you have no tomorrow!

God, look at what you look like now, I can't believe that the first person to create a miracle of three consecutive championships after Jordan was actually this kind of virtue.

I know you are in a bad mood. After three consecutive championships, you suddenly suffer a defeat and it will not be a good idea for anyone to replace you.

But are you the only one in this world who is experiencing failure?

What you encounter is nothing at all. You have such a good talent and such a good opportunity, did you actually tell me that you want to give up?

Have you ever seen a real trough? You know my Lee, life has never given me a chance. My talent is not as good as you, and I also know that I am not fucking 2.12 meters!

I lost the election, and I had no ball to play for a time.

Have you experienced these? These are called troughs!

And you are just a temporary rest from the peak. You bastard.

I see you, it’s just that he is used to winning, and I forgot how we worked hard until now.

You used to lead me, but if you fell behind, then I will lead you!

I ran to Phoenix City from afar, not to see you dejectedly!

Don’t forget the essence of our Oakley training camp. Our enemies may be very powerful, but we fight dogs and lions!

Now, stand up, bastard!

My mother often tells me this when I fail: stand up! Stand up! Lift your head!

Now do it with me, stand up! Stand up your chest! Raise your head!

You give up now, and those who want to see you fail will succeed!”

Da Ben was very excited and stood in front of Li Ang and shouted wildly.

Li Ang looked at Da Ben and gritted his teeth.

Yes, if you admit defeat now, wouldn’t that be equivalent to letting people like Popovich and Donagy win?

Li Ang stood up and clenched his fists.

To be honest, Da Ben was very nervous at that moment.

He thought, wouldn't Li Ang be so angry that he beat me up, right?

My brother has never been afraid of anyone in the league, but I know that his fellow disciples are not easy to mess with.

After standing up and looking at Da Ben for a few seconds, Li Ang took a deep breath: "I'll go contact someone now."

After Li Ang finished speaking, he went to the bedroom to pick up his phone and pressed the boot button.

He wants to face the world again and face his own failures.

Then, punch back with a fierce punch!

Popovich, Pachuria, and Donagi cannot be left behind!

Damoto smiled with relief, and this trip did not run in vain.

He knew that Li Ang was not the kind of person who would give up easily. Sometimes, he just needed some encouragement and some combustion aids.

However, the street that Li Ang just said just now sounds interesting!

Forget it, when Li Ang comes back from the World Championships, let him take his senior brother there.
Chapter completed!
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