Angel looked at Na Chen without saying anything. Na Chen looked confident. Judging from his playing ball, his level was probably much higher than driving a racing car. Yawen Bar>w`ww.

"Come on?" Na Chen brought a hand on the ball. The ball quickly turned, jumped from the index finger to the middle finger, then to the wrist, and finally returned to the index finger.

"Then what am I going to lose?" Angel picked up a ball and threw it, smashed it on the board in front, and the ball bounced back into his hand.

"You want to be more exciting, right?" Na Chen looked at him.

"Whatever." Angel smiled.

"You are going to lose. We will use the things I bought from Li Fan one by one. I haven't tried them yet," Na Chen caught the ball with his hand, with a provocation in his eyes, "Do you dare?"

Anhe quickly evaluated Na Chen's shooting level. Out of his understanding that he could get a 10-point score when he was in a good mood. After a few seconds, he nodded: "Okay, win two games in three games, and win quickly."

"Okay." Na Chen snapped his fingers.

After the coins were thrown in, the basketball drove out of the mouth next to it. Anhe bent down and grabbed it with one hand and threw it into the box.

This kind of basketball is very small and easy to catch. The distance between the person standing and the basket is simply pushed to the bottom of the nose for Angel.

When he was practicing fixed-point shooting, he could easily shoot 100 shots. Even if he was walking back and forth in the basket, he didn't care much about it.

But this thing requires speed in addition to being accurate.

This is also the reason why Anhe has always been not very fond of playing shooting machines. He smashed it like a fight and started sweating at most two levels. After passing four levels, his arms were sore.

After shooting four or five, he glanced at Na Chen beside him. Na Chen's movements were similar to his, and he threw one hand into the basket at the same time, and his wrist was very professional.

At the end of the first game, Anhe's score was more than 500, and Nachen was about ten points less than him.

This score is quite good. Both of them broke the record of about 400 points on the machine, and a few onlookers came next to them.

"Okay," Na Chen glanced at Anhe, "Come again."

"I'll change you to a big bear later." Anhe glanced at the receipt spitting out next to the machine. According to their results, after the end of the three games, it would be enough to change the big bear.

However, Anhe's speed in this game was not as fast as his arms were a little sore. Although he would go to the school gym for an hour every day when he had time, he still felt a little tired after waving his arms wildly for such a short time.

Na Chen's speed did not change much. At the end of the fourth level, he turned his face and reached out to Anhe and compared "ye".

"The last one." Angel unbuttoned a shirt and reeled her sleeves.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to win so much, was he hooked up by Na Chen or for that bet?

That bet cannot be said to be unattractive to Angel, but it seems to be not at this point... It is probably because of cherishing life and staying away from s|m.

Before he could figure it out, the ball had rolled out. He retracted his thoughts and took turns to grab the ball and started to shoot.

There were more people watching. Every time they passed the level, someone would shout to come on. Yu Guang could scan until someone took out his cell phone to take a photo. Yawen 8﹏﹍

This time the scores of the two people were very close, and they made a lot of mistakes, and the mistakes were similar. Chen couldn't make a shot, and Anhe slipped, or he would have missed the ball.

In the fourth level, the difference between their points was just two or three goals, and Chen was behind.

When the countdown of the time seconds was a few seconds left, Chen Bangbang smashed two goals, only one goal away from Anch.

Angel pressed down on one of the balls that he threw in the last two seconds and shouted: "Damn!"

He glanced at Na Chen's point, and if Na Chen scored, he would lose.

I don’t know if I was too nervous or scared by Anhe’s roar. When Na Chen went out, he hit the edge of the ball frame and bounced away.

"Your uncle," Na Chen shook his arm, looked at Anhe's point, was stunned, and said again, "Your uncle."

"Get the ticket first." Angel lowered his head and pulled down a large roll of tickets spit out from the machine.

Na Chen also pulled down his tickets, and it looked quite impressive together.

"Don't play anymore?" Someone onlookers asked.

"I won't play anymore, I'll lose." Na Chen replied as he looked at the ticket in his hand.

Anhe couldn't hear his current mood from Nachen's words, and he felt that his attitude was different from his previous one. Maybe he was used to losing?

"Go and see if you can change to that bear first." Angel took his coat that he threw aside and put it on.

"Yes," Na Chen raised his head with a smile on his face, "It's going to be white."

"It's only the white ones, you don't want to spend it yet." Angel took the ticket and walked towards the counter.

This bear probably was too big, and the tickets they received were not enough for so awesome, and they were twenty copies apart.

Angel saw that it was not much different, so he was too lazy to go play anymore, so he touched his hand into the inner bag of his coat: "Can you add some money?"

"No," the girl at the counter held her chin with her hands, "I can only exchange tickets. You can go and shoot the basket again. Are you both very awesome?"

Na Chen lay on the counter: "Can you take it over first and I'll touch it?"

The little girl smiled, turned around and took the big bear, and opened the plastic bag that was wrapped around the bear a little bit: "Just touch it, it's so white that it's easy to get dirty."

Na Chen stretched out his finger and pressed it on the bear's feet, turned to look at Anhe: "Go and have another round?"

Angel didn't say anything, his hand was still in his coat. After a while, he pulled out his hand and patted himself. After finishing the filming, he said, "I lost my wallet."

"What?" Na Chen was stunned and followed him and slapped him, "Where did you put it?"

"The inner pocket of the coat..." Angel suddenly looked up at Na Chen in half, "Is your wallet there?"

Na Chen touched his pocket: "Here."

"I guess he was stolen when he first shot," Angel frowned. The cash in his wallet was only a few hundred yuan, but there were many cards. He also stuffed his ID card into his wallet. "Damn."

"I'm sure I didn't take it?" Na Chen asked him, taking out his cell phone from his pocket.

"If we didn't get it, where did we get the coins we played games?" Anhe walked to the shooting machine to see if he would encounter a conscientious thief. He took the money and threw it on the ground. Yawen 8w=w·w.

Na Chen grabbed his arm: "Wait for me to call."

"Hmm? Call the police? Uncle police didn't have time to care about this." Angel stopped.

"Someone cares." Na Chen lowered his head and flipped through the phone book for a long time, found Ge Jian's number and dialed it over.

Ge Jian answered the phone quickly, "No Chen?"

"Well, you're..." Na Chen said and stopped. The music sounds coming from the phone receiver were the same as those from the video game city. He took the phone away and leaned over to listen, "Where are you?"

"Mario." Ge Jian said.

Na Chen was a little surprised. Ge Jian kept driving for Lei Bo, and when he didn't drive, he almost stayed near Lei Bo. How could Ge Jian be in the video game city now?

However, Na Chen didn't ask much. He was not interested in where Ge Jian was. If it weren't for Anhe's wallet, he wouldn't have contacted Ge Jian at all.

"You're here," Na Chen glanced at the video game city, "Whose movie is this? My friend's wallet was taken."

"What's it like?" Ge Jian asked.

"Coach." Na Chen said without thinking.

Angel glanced at him and he smiled at Angel.

"Go to the back door and ask him to send it to you." Ge Jian said.

Na Chen hung up the phone and pulled Anhe to the back door: "Go."

"Where do you know what brand of my wallet?" Angel followed him. "

"My eyes are good, I also know that the pair of sunglasses you threw in the car are dior," Na Chen turned his hand and hooked his chin, "*."

"Damn," Angel laughed, "Who did you call?"

"A... friend, he can ask someone to send your wallet back." Na Chen pulled him out of the back door of the video game city and stood by the roadside waiting.

"Who? The thief?" Anhe looked at Na Chen. He didn't expect Na Chen to know such a person.

"Stop worrying." Na Chen lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Angel did not speak anymore, pulled his collar and stood behind Na Chen to hide from Beifeng.

Within two minutes, a small broken electric car drove over, and the speed was quite high. When passing by them, the people in the car waved their hand and threw something at them.

Na Chen reached out to catch it and handed it to Anhe: "Is this the case?"

"Yes," Angel took the wallet and opened it and looked at it. There was a lot of money and stuff inside, "It's quite efficient."

"Let's go, play with another big bear." Na Chen slapped his arm, turned around happily and ran back to the video game city.

"...Okay." Anhe put his wallet back in his pocket, watched Na Chen's back disappear into the door, and was stunned for a few seconds before following him.

Angel did not play with the shooting machine anymore, so he found a fishing machine and pulled it a few times, and got enough tickets to replace the big bear.

"Thank you." Na Chenxin held the bear with satisfaction and took the remaining coins tossed around the video game city, and even played with the trouble and cards for a long time.

Two hours later, he almost spread the coins before clapping his hands: "Leave."

"Okay." When Anhe heard this, he turned his head very actively and walked out. He hadn't been soaking in the video game city like this for a long time, and he was a little dizzy.

After walking two steps, Na Chen stopped again, pointed to a corner of the hall and asked Anhe: "What is that?"

"...Drums game," Anhe looked over there. The machine was far away, so Nachen hadn't seen it. This was his strength, and it probably would have to be tossed for half an hour, "Do you want to play?"

"I'm hungry and want to eat," Na Chen didn't move, staring at him for a while, "It's different from playing drums on the usual occasion. Next time we come and have fun?"

"Next time?" Anhe was immediately worried when he heard this, "You are really not over yet. Do you still have to bet?"

"No more bets," Na Chen smiled at him, "Besides, what are you afraid of? Didn't you win today?"
To be continued...