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Chapter 130 Familiar formula(2/2)

Cavaliers bench.

"The situation seems to be a little bad." Devin said with some concern.

"We are still 16 points ahead, what's there to worry about?" Although Toms was also surprised by Lin Feng's three-pointer, he did not think Lin Feng could continue such a "crazy" performance.

Head coach Brown frowned, thinking about whether to call another timeout...

Cleveland Sun Headquarters.

Swift is being interviewed by another sports media. Because of his bet with Lin Feng, his popularity has skyrocketed. Many gossip-loving sports media have come to visit him one after another and paid him a pretty good reward. Therefore, he did not attend the first game between the Cavaliers and the Knicks.

"Hey, brother, I have a very unfortunate news to tell you now." The reporter who interviewed Swift suddenly said.

"Oh? What's the news?" Swift shrugged inexplicably.

"The Chinese defender you bet on has already scored 12 points in the game!" said the reporter.

"What? No! This is absolutely impossible!!" Swift shook his head decisively.

"Brother, I don't want this to be true either, but it's true." The reporter spread his hands and asked, "So, now you lose your bet, are you ready to kiss the donkey's butt?"

Naturally, the reporter will not miss this opportunity to interview the parties as soon as possible.

"No, I still don't believe it. You must be joking with me so that I can get into a trap. Haha, your tricks can't deceive me." Swift still doesn't believe it.

The reporter shook his head: "Dear brother, I didn't joke with you. Just now, my colleague at the scene sent me a message, saying that the Chinese defender hit four three-pointers in a row!"

The reporter said, revealing the message sent to him by his colleague.

Swift glanced at it and his face changed drastically: "No! This is not true! I want to verify it myself!"

Swift took his cell phone and called his colleague at the scene.

"Hey, man, I'm about to call you, that Chinese defender has scored 12 points..."

The phone was connected and the other party immediately said.

"What! It turns out to be true?"

Now, Swift was stunned. I actually lost? I want to kiss the donkey's butt???

NO!!

I must be dreaming!!

Swift pinched himself hard, but he grinned in pain...
Chapter completed!
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