“I’m not playing anymore.” Before Tang Tian could even speak, Foster said, and then walked directly off the court.

The players on the sidelines were stunned.

Someone came to challenge him, but Foster chickened out? And so thoroughly?

A burst of jeers rose from the sidelines, but Foster completely ignored them.

He’d be a fool to play Tang Tian. He’d spent so much effort to earn $400. If he played another game, he’d have to pay $100.

“Looks like I’m the challenged now,” Tang Tian said.

His words immediately drew boos.

He’d become the challenged without even playing, and Foster had let him, so there was no convincing power at all.

Many people were already eager to try.

“Killer, aren’t you letting that kid off easy?” Someone came over to Foster and said.

Foster smiled and didn't speak.

“Yeah, he’s a yellow-skinned guy. I can’t take it anymore.” Another black man on the side was also itching to try.

“If you’re interested, go ahead,” Foster said casually.

“Tch, I wouldn’t do what you did.” After the black man finished speaking, he walked forward. Foster’s approach was annoying, and it made him look down on him.

Seeing someone come out, a burst of whistles sounded from the sidelines.

Streetball courts have always been a place where the strong are king. Tang Tian was standing there because Foster let him, and they had long wanted to go up and take him down.

What’s more, he was yellow-skinned. They had never seen an Asian on this streetball court before.

“Copter,” the black man announced his name.

Streetball courts generally don’t use real names. Like Foster, most people only know him as Killer.

Copter, it seemed his jumping ability should be very good.

“Tang,” Tang Tian also introduced himself.

Laughter erupted from the sidelines. Tang sounded like a surname. They had never seen anyone introduce themselves like that on a streetball court before, and it wasn’t domineering at all. Helicopter and Killer were obviously much cooler.

“What are the rules?” Copter looked at Tang Tian with a smile.

The challenged has the right to set the rules. Back in New Haven, Tang Tian had used a trick to get the right to set the rules.

“Five shots, you attack, I defend. If you make one, you win.”

As soon as Tang Tian finished speaking the rules, the laughter from the sidelines grew even louder.

One shot out of five to win?

Streetball players are strong in offense, but they’re not very good at defense, which is why Foster was able to win four games in a row.

But to say that you can’t make one shot out of five, and against a yellow-skinned guy, that’s insulting.

Sure enough, Copter’s face turned cold.

“How much per game?” He wanted to start as soon as possible.

“$500,” Tang Tian replied.

People are greedy. After playing a $500 game, playing a $100 game always feels like a loss.

The players on the sidelines all stopped laughing.

But soon, they burst into even louder laughter.

“Are you sure, $500?” Copter thought Tang Tian was joking and asked to confirm.

“Yeah, I brought the money.” As Tang Tian spoke, he pulled out five $100 bills from his wallet, indicating that he had money.

“Killer, you don’t want this guy’s free money?” Someone next to Foster couldn’t help but laugh.

Foster continued to smile and didn’t speak.

“Okay.” Seeing that Tang Tian had taken out the money, Copter didn’t say anything more. If the other party wanted to give him money, there was no way he would refuse!

Tang Tian put his wallet away, then picked up the ball and threw it to Copter. Their one-on-one game was about to begin.

“Copter! Copter!”

The players on the sidelines were cheering for Copter from the very beginning. They were now eager to see Tang Tian get taken down with one shot.

Copter didn’t waste any time. He took the ball and broke through Tang Tian head-on.

His dribbling wasn’t very good, but he held his breath as he dribbled, and it looked like he was going to try to dunk and end the game.

*Pa!*

His idea was good, but before he could jump, Tang Tian snatched the ball away.

Tang Tian was speechless after stealing the ball. Why did this guy come up here with such poor dribbling skills?

Foster couldn’t help but feel envious when he saw this.

Tang Tian had earned another $500. The difference in their efficiency at making money was really a bit too big.

Copter was stolen, and a burst of boos rang out from the sidelines. They obviously felt that Copter was throwing the game.

“Again.” Copter also felt that he had been careless and walked back to the three-point line.

Tang Tian didn’t mind and casually threw the ball over.

Copter’s second offensive attempt. This time, he obviously paid attention to Tang Tian’s steals. After a sideways collision, he jumped up.

*Pa!*

However, the moment he jumped, Tang Tian snatched the ball out of his hand again.

Consecutive steals…

There was an uproar on the scene.

Copter was too weak. He couldn’t even complete a single offensive play.

Tang Tian also shook his head with a smile.

Streetball players either have good jumping ability or fancy dribbling skills, but even those well-known players rarely combine the two.

Streetball is all about showing off. Dunking and dribbling are already enough to show off, so why combine the two?

Moreover, combining the two is also very difficult for streetball players.

“Again!”

Seeing Tang Tian’s smile, Copter felt even more insulted. If he had a chance, he would definitely dunk on Tang Tian hard.

Copter’s thinking was right. His jumping ability was excellent, but his assumption was not valid at all. Tang Tian would not give him a chance to jump.

Amid the uproar from the fans on the sidelines, Tang Tian stole the ball from Copter three more times in a row.

In five offensive attempts, Copter failed to complete a single shot.

After it was over, he slammed the ball into the ground in anger.

Tang Tian ignored him and reached out his hand, gesturing for the money.

Although Copter was angry, there was nothing he could do. You can’t welch on a bet when you come out to play.

He took out five $100 bills and handed them to Tang Tian, then stormed off the court.

Tang Tian put the money away and then looked at the crowd and said, “Anyone else?”

“I’ll go!” Before he finished speaking, a white guard quickly stepped onto the court.

Copter lost because his dribbling was too poor. The white guard didn’t think his dribbling was worse than Copter’s.

Foster shook his head. He was now a little jealous.

$500 a game, two games is $1000. Tang Tian wasn’t playing a one-on-one match, he was robbing them!

It was a loss that these people were still rushing to give him money. They really had too much of it!

But soon he laughed self-deprecatingly. Back in New Haven, wasn’t he led into the pit by Tang Tian!

The pot calling the kettle black, there’s nothing to say, but he also had to admire Tang Tian, who was able to maximize the hate and earn money every time. This was not something ordinary people could do.