Immortal Doctor Expert in Urban Chapter 101 - 101 101 Slam Dunk

101: Chapter 101 Slam Dunk 101: Chapter 101 Slam Dunk “Are you leaving or not?” Guo Jianping asked Xu Wei and the others impatiently.

“No, we’re not leaving!”

“Why should we leave?”

The other players from Class 3’s team all said defiantly.

“Fine, you’re not leaving, right?

Then I’ll have soone co and make you leave.” After saying that, Guo Jianping took out his phone to make a call.

At this mont, Li Yu-jun, who was standing next to Guo Jianping, arrogantly said to Xu Wei and the others, “You hillbillies, when Jianping calls over Mu Qing, you’ll know how tough things can get.”

The expressions on Xu Wei and the others’ faces changed slightly.

Lin Fei, curious, quietly asked Xu Wei, “Who is Mu Qing?”

Xu Wei looked surprised at Lin Fei; Mu Qing was so well known, Lin Fei didn’t know?

Could he be a newcor?

But he still explained to Lin Fei, “Mu Qing, one of Huadu University’s notorious figures, constantly fights in school and is known as the King of Fights.

Plus, he’s the son of Mu He from the Cyan Dragon Group.”

So he’s Mu He’s son!

“When Mu Qing arrives, you all step aside and let handle him,” Lin Fei quietly instructed Xu Wei.

Xu Wei firmly replied, “No way, we’re all part of the Flying Team, and we’ll face challenges together.”

Lin Fei didn’t expect Xu Wei to be so loyal.

By this ti, Guo Jianping had finished calling Mu Qing from the Azure Dragon Association.

“Players from Class 3, Mu Qing is on his way.

If you vacate the basketball court now, there’s still ti, otherwise, it won’t be so easy once Mu Qing arrives,” Guo Jianping said smugly, looking at Xu Wei and the others.

“Guo Jianping, your Hotblood Team, what else do you do besides bullying the weak, stealing girlfriends, and hogging the court?” At this mont, a mocking voice rang out.

Guo Jianping’s face turned sour as he looked at the speaker, who appeared gentle and unassuming; it was Lin Fei.

“Who are you?

I don’t recall seeing you in Class 3’s team before,” Guo Jianping frowned, his gaze sharp as he asked Lin Fei.

Lin Fei said, “I’m Lin Fei, and I joined the team today.

Oh, by the way, our team is no longer called Class 3’s team; we are now the Flying Team.”

Guo Jianping imdiately laughed mockingly, “So you are the Lin Fei who made the two top girls bet on you, and the ‘Prince of Tennis’ Xiao Ling invited you to a public match?

I didn’t expect you to also want to beco Jordan and call your team the Flying Team.

Do you believe we, the Hotblood Team, can wipe you out on the court in minutes?”

Laughter erupted from the dozen or so Hotblood Team players behind Guo Jianping, and even Li Yu-jun beside him covered his mouth and giggled in a pretentious manner.

However, Lin Fei’s voice interrupted their laughter, “I don’t believe it; your Hotblood Team can’t beat our Flying Team.”

Guo Jianping and the Hotblood Team players looked as if they had been insulted, their faces full of anger.

“With your team, you think you can beat us?

Are you joking?” Guo Jianping ridiculed to the extre, “Your Class 3 team ranks only fifteenth among more than thirty school teams, and we are ranked tenth.

With your lousy team skills, you think you can beat our ace team?”

Although Xu Wei and others from the Flying Team felt hot with anger, they had to admit one fact: there was indeed a huge gap in strength between the Flying Team and the Hotblood Team.

“You call yourselves ace?

That’s just the past; our Flying Team will soon replace you,” Lin Fei said powerfully, looking directly at Guo Jianping, his words firm.

For so reason, Guo Jianping felt intimidated by Lin Fei’s aura, his heart skipping a beat until he collected himself after a while.

“The Flying Team wants to replace our Hotblood position?

Dream on!” Guo Jianping almost wanted to curse.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached, and over a dozen students were seen walking towards the court.

“Boss, Mu Qing is here,” one of the Hotblood Team mbers said to Guo Jianping.

Guo Jianping instantly smiled, casting a threatening glance at the Flying Team mbers, making Xu Wei and the others tense up a bit more.

Only Lin Fei’s expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn’t even noticed Mu Qing’s arrival.

“Brother Ping, what’s going on?” The towering and muscular Mu Qing, about twenty years old and nearly 1.8 ters tall, asked as he led his group.

The dozen or so boys behind him were also tall and robust.

Guo Jianping said to Mu Qing, “You’re just in ti; this Flying Team is hogging the court and won’t let us practice.

What do you think we should do?”

Mu Qing seed a bit surprised and asked Guo Jianping, “Brother Ping, did you just say Flying Team?

What kind of team is that?”

Guo Jianping smirked and, pointing at Lin Fei, Xu Wei, and the others, said, “There, they’re the Flying Team!”

“Damn, isn’t this the lousy Class 3 team?

When did they start calling themselves Flying Team?

This is a pure insult to my idol, Air Jordan!” Mu Qing said, quite crudely.

Mu Qing then said to Xu Wei, “Our Brother Ping wants to play, so vacate the court and don’t get in the way of our ace team practicing.”

After hearing this, Xu Wei and the others were furious inside.

“And if we don’t comply?” At this mont, a lazy voice spoke up.

Mu Qing’s eyes landed on Lin Fei’s face, smirking, “If you don’t comply, then sorry, I’ll have to throw you out.”

“You think you can just throw us out?” As soon as Lin Fei finished speaking, he was already in front of Mu Qing, grabbing his collar.

Before anyone could see clearly, Lin Fei and Mu Qing’s figures were gone.

Everyone was montarily stunned.

Where did Lin Fei and Mu Qing go?

At that mont, a cry for help ca from the other side of the court, “Help, help~~~”

Everyone followed the sound, seeing soone hanging upside down in the basketball hoop on the other side of the court, head down, feet up, with their burly body stuck in the hoop’s iron ring.

The person stuck upside down in the hoop was the sa Mu Qing who had been arrogantly threatening Lin Fei just monts ago.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Mu Qing had been slam-dunked like a basketball?

Underneath the hoop, where Mu Qing was being dunked, stood Lin Fei with his arms crossed, a calm expression on his face, yet exuding an air of dominance.

He looked over the students from Guo Jianping and the Cyan Dragon Association and said, “Now, who else will forbid our team from calling ourselves the Flying Team and want us off this court?”

Guo Jianping, the entire Hotblood Team, and the students from the Cyan Dragon Association all fell silent like cicadas in winter.