NBA Emperor: Kobe Bryant's Son

Black Panther nodded Sean with his hand, and praised: "That's right, to prevent killing and silence, especially adults, have the ability to distinguish people."

Sean had a lonely look on his face, but he hid it well.

The panther continued: "After giving the property, remember to observe the expression of the robbers. If something is wrong, you have to go all out. It's better than standing and letting the robbers deal with it."

Everyone understood that Wang Duoli's big meal was cooked, and he shared a bowl with each of them. He said it was stewed pork vermicelli, a very down-to-earth Northeast dish.

After everyone tried it, they said it was very delicious. Wang Duoli said that he specially asked his father to prepare everything to make it.

Anderson called his uncle and parents aside, pointed at Jessica with a shy expression on his face, and said something.

The panther patted Anderson's arm, and said a little excitedly: "Really? Sen, then you have to take good care of it."

Anderson's mother couldn't believe it. He tried to ask: "Son, could it be that you misunderstood?"

Anderson dissatisfied: "How could it be misunderstood? It's absolutely true!"

The three nodded in relief. They thought Anderson needed to be famous in order to have such a chance.

Roy's mother called, and Roy asked her to take her two younger brothers back, while he grilled some food.

Half an hour later, Roy's cell phone rang, and it was his mother. Obama and Roman went out to pick up someone, and Mison ran out after him.

Roy's mother arrived, and she greeted everyone. Roy quickly brought the baked food and a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli to his mother.

Seeing that his mother's hand was hurt, Roy asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your hand?"

Roy's mother smiled and said, "I accidentally got burned, it's okay."

Roy said resolutely: "Mom, bear with it for a few more years, and I will definitely make it to the NBA. By then, you won't suffer anymore, and you don't need to be a waiter anymore."

Tom smiled and said, "Roy, I don't see how filial you are."

Old Anderson replied: "To raise a child is to be filial. Everything else is fake. Filial piety is the most important thing."

Roy's mother said: "Although Roy likes to cause trouble, he has been filial since he was a child."

Several girls in Catherine boasted to Roy one after another. Grace took the initiative to pick up some seafood for Roy's mother. Roy looked very satisfied.

Roy's mother planned to take Obama and Roman home, but Mison disagreed, crying all the time, pestering them to camp here with him.

Harry brought several tents, which were enough, and Anderson's parents were helpless.

Sean suggested: "How about this, auntie, you go back and let Roman, Obama and Mison stay here overnight, anyway, children go to bed early."

Mani added: "That's right, Auntie, you go back, we can take care of several children."

Mison said: "I can take good care of two ape brothers."

"Mom, you go back, my brother and I will go back tomorrow."

Roman said.

Anderson's parents had nothing to do with their youngest son. They had a few words with Roy's mother, and both sides agreed, and Roy's mother was going to go back.

Roy said, "Mom, I'll take you to the station. It's getting late."

"Ok."

Roy's mother said goodbye to everyone, Roy took her to the car, and Anderson's parents and uncle also went home.

Sean said to everyone, "Who will tell a story?"

Tom said: "B.J's suggestion is good, but I can't talk about it. I like to hear scary things."

Obama said: "Brothers and sisters, tell me a ghost story? I love to hear it."

Mison said: "Tell me a bedtime story, about the ape-man tribe."

Sean laughed loudly and said, "Kids, go to sleep, what kind of ape-man tribe, we want to tell ghost stories and horror stories, it's not suitable for your children."

Catherine and the six girls both wanted to hear and showed fear. At this time, Roy came back. When he heard that he was telling a horror story, he immediately expressed that he wanted to tell a story about terrorists in the Middle East.

Sean said speechlessly, "Roy, we want to tell horror stories, not terrorist incidents."

Grace smiled and said, "Roy, do you not know the difference between terrorists and horror stories?"

Everyone laughed.

Jessica urged: "You tell me, I'm not afraid."

A group of boys were speechless for a moment, what story does this group of people have?One by one is either practicing the ball or chatting and bragging with each other. There is no story to tell.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Wang Duoli recommended himself, "Why don't I tell the story? Tell a horror story that happened in China."

Everyone immediately became interested. Foreign monks can chant scriptures, and stories from distant countries are even more attractive.

"Okay, okay, I'm tired of listening to Western stereotypes."

"Speak quickly, Chinese students."

Sean asked, "A real horror story? Is it news that happened in China?"

Wang Duoli nodded, indicating that this story actually happened in China more than 20 years ago.

Roy drove the three little kids away, and said impatiently, "You three little kids go to sleep, don't listen."

Catherine smiled and said, "Yes, it's not good to scare children."

Anderson and Roy drove the three little kids away, and little Harry arranged a tent for the three of them to sleep in, and everyone gave some snacks and drinks to kill.

Little Harry said enthusiastically, "Brother China, let's start talking."

Everyone looked at Wang Duoli, looking forward to his true horror story.

Wang Duoli turned off the lights!

He lowered his voice and said: "There was a dilapidated high-rise building in China more than 20 years ago. There were two to three hundred families in the whole building, and only seven or eight families lived there. It seemed that the house was going to be demolished or something. I forgot. One day, a middle-aged man suffering from cancer The woman and the young woman in her 20s took the old elevator home, and suddenly the elevator broke down and got stuck on the top floor where the two women lived..."

Tom interrupted: "Have you encountered a ghost?"

Sean said helplessly: "They say it's a real horror event, not a ghost story!"

"That's right, what's going on in your head, Tom?"

"Don't bother with the narcissist, be polite, you continue."

Wang Duoli said: "There are no ghosts, and if there are ghosts, they won't be on our official news in China."

Everyone asked Wang Duoli to continue talking. Wang Duoli recalled and said in a low voice: "I don't know how long I've been sleepy? That cancer woman got sick and died beside the young woman. The most terrifying thing is that the woman's body is covered with malignant sores Whatever, no matter how loudly the young woman cries for help, no one hears her."

Jessica couldn't help asking, "Don't you have a mobile phone?"

Catherine asked: "Is there enough oxygen in the elevator? Is it suffocated?"

Wang Duoli shook his head and said, "I don't know if there is a mobile phone. The news didn't mention it. Even if there is, there is no signal, right? There is also an old-fashioned elevator. The ventilation is fine, and it is not suffocated."

Xiao En and his group asked Wang Duoli to continue talking, and Wang Duoli said: "The woman stayed with the corpse for several days and nights, and ate up all the food she bought home. At that time, the weather was very hot, and the corpse began to stink. "

"Hey...that's disgusting."

"That woman broke down?"

"Isn't it eating a corpse??"

"I'd be scared to death if I changed it, it's impossible to eat something."

Sean smiled and said, "Hannah, you've never been hungry, you're so hungry that you can eat in any environment."