A 360-degree dunk with a mid-air spin!

The scene was once again completely silent.

He landed, turned his head, and glanced at all the fans present with his bloodthirsty gaze.

Involuntarily, he stretched out his left hand and put it on his ear.

Make a listening gesture.

Then he roared angrily:

"Keep scolding me!"

"Where's your ridicule?"

"Where are your insults?"

"I really want to hear your voice again, you really disappoint me."

“It’s so quiet here!”

"As silent as a cemetery at night!"

Because he roared too hard, the veins on his neck were clearly visible.

He waved his right hand vigorously and spewed national curses from his mouth.

It's like an angry father teaching his more than 19,000 useless sons.

The scene was still quiet.

At this moment, all the anchors in Huaxia's live broadcast room were silent.

Every anchor was moved by it.

On the barrage, no one in the audience spoke.

They were all affected by Wang Yi's roar.

This is our Brother Yi.

He was alone, fighting in a foreign country.

Fight for himself, for China, and for the dignity of the yellow race.

But we can only silently cheer for him in front of the screen, unable to provide him with any substantive support.
Chapter completed!