But considering Wang Yi's vertical leap and speed, he wondered if shooting from here would let Wang Yi get in his way.
So when he reached this spot, he took another small step back.
Then he used his body to bump Zhang Qi aside.
He rose for a jump shot.
But this time, as soon as he released the ball, he felt it was a little short.
In fact, Wang Yi had no intention of blocking his shot. All he wanted was to give them a car.
If Zhang Guoqing could make the shot, that was his skill.
A million yuan was barely a drop in the bucket for Wang Yi.
There was no need to save that million by rushing out to block the shot, only to have Yu Bin mock him behind his back afterward.
But Zhang Guoqing was under tremendous mental pressure. He was thinking about too many things, and the moment he released the ball, he could tell it was short. He quickly shouted:
"Rebound!"
He rushed in first, trying to grab the rebound.
The others crowded under the basket too, all trying to get it.
But with Wang Yi there, none of them stood a chance.
Wang Yi read where the ball would come down, then jumped lightly and plucked the rebound right over everyone's heads.
The moment Wang Yi got the rebound, Zhang Guoqing, Yu Bin, Chen Ming, and Zhang Lei immediately surrounded him, reaching in to steal the ball.
Yu Bin smacked Wang Yi's arm again and again, shouting as he did, "Let go! I said let go!"
But Wang Yi's arms were far stronger than an ordinary person's. He clamped both hands around the ball as if they were welded to it. Even when the others managed to get their hands on