"Both Mr. Bryant wanted to come out for a drink. Can I turn down one of them? That would be too rude."

As Wei Xia said, she brought Kobe to his father, Joe Bryant.

"Wish, you didn't tell me that he was coming!" Old Qiao stood up angrily.

Kobe felt comfortable now: "It seems that I am not the only one who was fooled."

"Since you are all sitting here, why not let go. Does the whole family still have window paper that cannot be broken?" Wei Xia entered the standard peacemaker state.

Old Qiao wrapped his hands around his chest: "Do you think I can still eat when I see him?"

Kobe made the same move, the difference was that he turned his face away: "I have nothing to say."

"No wonder, Mr. Bryant wanted to see you and me play a fair match. Who would have thought that you would get 60 points by me? In front of so many fellow villagers, he felt ashamed. It was normal not to see you." Wei Xia said aggressively, "Bryant, hurry up and punish yourself for three cups of self-punishment."

"Shit!"

Kobe was angry: "I am the one who made me 60 points younger!"

"Stop making excuses, the 40-year-old MJ can still score 50 points on Paul Pierce." Old Qiao began to help outsiders export their own son.

"Pearce? Humph!"

Wei Xia also expressed his dissatisfaction: "Yes, how can Paul Pierce compare to me in defense? Mr. Bryant, do you think my defense is that bad?"
Chapter completed!