Betrayed by Four: Reborn, Their Rival Mafia Lord Became My Husband - Chapter 582: Chapter 582

"Sir, come on, let's have some fun!" The students on the basketball court were calling.
Hurley was indeed a little excited. He hadn't touched a basketball in a long time.
Looking at Sophie, Hurley said, "Sophie, okay I'll go play for a while."
Sophie had already taken a lot of photos of the old couple, and she returned the camera to them.
After saying goodbye to them, she went to the basketball court to watch Hurley play.
There were many young girls sitting there watching basketball, some holding water and some holding towels.
It was a park, and there were more people coming to play in the evening. Although it was already late, the several basketball courts in the park were full.
Hurley was taken there by those students. Before the game started, someone came to cause trouble.
"Aren't these the top academics in Class 1? Since you don't know how to play, you will have to learn from us how to play basketball. Or can you play basketball?"
"If you don't know how to play, get out of the way. It's embarrassing to be you."
"That's right, why don't you quickly make way for our champion Larry to show you how it's done? Do you still need to be told?"
The students of Class 1 were originally just playing against each other in their own class, but when they saw their rivals from another class approaching the court, with whom they were in the same school basketball division, they couldn't beat whenever they played against each other, they had to make way.
Although the students of class 1 were very unhappy, they were not scoundrels as their rival class and they couldn't compete with them in basketball. Now that there was an ongoing confrontation, in order to not escalate things they had to walk away.
They looked at Hurley apologetically: "Sir, we may not be able to play. They are usually like this in school. We can't fight. There is no other way. Let's leave the court for them."
"We are sorry, Sir." Students from class 1 apologized to Hurley.
Hurley looked at the arrogant young man holding the basketball.
His brows moved: "How did you know you can beat them if you haven't even played with them?"
"Our strength is indeed not as good as theirs. The gap is huge. Our best players may not be as good as their worst players. Moreover, their captain is a very powerful figure in the city basketball team. He even entered the provincial basketball team."
"So what, no matter if you would lose or win, you should try first. Even if you lose, at least you have tried hard. If you have had good lessons, you should understand this truth."
Hurley continued: "Besides, you didn't even try, how do you know you can't beat them this time?"
He looked at the energetic students: "Do you all want to play and win?"
"Yes!" Everyone in the class was particularly united.
Hurley nodded, then stood in front of the class and looked at the group of unkind people opposite them.
Hurley has never lost when it comes to negotiations.
He is like the boss of this group of children, and his aura is much stronger than that of everyone present.
"Your bullying shouldn't be brought here. In public places, everything should be on a first-come, first-served basis. Since you are all from the same school, you shouldn't mind playing together."
The captain opposite looked at Hurley and said, "Who are you? This is our territory. How can we be so lenient?"
"You are so angry and your tone is so loud. Are you really good at basketball?" Hurley looked at the group of children in front of him. They were just a group of high-spirited high school students.
"Of course, our boss is from the city team."
"Then let's have a competition. Whoever wins, this place will belong to them today henceforth."
"Just you? Sir, can you still play with your old arms and legs?" The person on the other side was very disdainful. It seemed that the captain was the one who was speaking.
Sophie was standing at a distance away, and she couldn't help but laugh when she heard it.
Hurley also suffered a backlash, but compared to the young teenagers, Hurley was indeed a little older.
Hurley wasn't angry either: "Wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone from your city team couldn't beat me, an amateur with old arms and legs?"
"Impossible, you can not be my opponent in normal settings. This is a competition. Don't cry when I beat you."
A big war was about to break out, and the opposite side was attacking fiercely.
The students from Class 1 were a little worried: "Sir, our strength is very different, we may not win, but we are really happy and grateful that you spoke for us."
"No matter what, we are here, we will work hard for this game."
Hurley looked at the students on the opposite side, who were warming up, and said, "If you listen to my arrangements, you may not lose."
They all nodded, willing to listen to Hurley.
They didn't know why, but they were confident that the man had lots of knowledge which made them want to believe in him and listen to him.
And judging from his aura, they felt that he was no ordinary person.
Before the game started, Hurley walked up to Sophie and said, "Sophie, if I win, what's the reward?"
"There's no special reward. How about I buy you a gold medal?"
Hurley nodded: "That's okay, you have to give me the award in person tonight."
"Your opponents looks very good, Mr. Walton, are you confident?" Sophie has never seen Hurley play basketball. In her impression, Hurley was always wearing a suit and tie, walking through the company, making hundreds of millions every minute. The person was completely elite.
When it comes to making money, Hurley is best at it, but playing basketball, she can't imagine what Hurley looks like when he plays basketball.
Fortunately, Hurley was wearing casual clothes when they stepped out that evening. If he wore a suit to play basketball, Sophie would never have imagined how beautiful the scene would be.
"I have no confidence." Hurley admitted generously.
Their team does not seem to be athletes, but the opponent seems to be destined to win. This is a multi-player game, not relying on one person, so it is really difficult to win.
But Hurley has never been a person who backed down because of difficulties. What the final result will be is undecided until the end.
"And you still want to play?"
Hurley said: "Why don't you kiss me and give me some strength? I will definitely win this game. How about that?"
Sophie saw that Hurley was still in a talkative mood, so there must be a solution.
"Then you win first, then I'll kiss you."
"Okay, don't go back on your word later!" Sophie's words made Hurley feel like he had been injected with energy.
Sophie looked at Hurley and wondered if it was just a kiss that made him that excited. How could he be so happy? They usually didn't kiss less.
Thinking of something, Sophie asked, "Is your hand okay?"
She remembered that Hurley had just been hit hard by a basketball, and she was worried about whether Hurley's arm could still play basketball.
"Just kiss me and it'll be fine."
"I'm not kidding you. If you can't play, don't force yourself. You're old, don't show off."
"How old am I?" He was not yet thirty years old, and his physical strength was at its peak.
"I'm really fine, but seeing you worrying about me so much, I think it's worth it." Hurley even waved his hand to prove that he was fine.
However, there were indeed beads of sweat on his forehead. He didn't want to worry Sophie, so he naturally wouldn't tell Sophie that the place where he had just been hit was densely filled with pain.