Chapter 776

The reporters began to whisper amongst themselves.

"MI6 is very secretive and never appears in public. Could it be that they won't show up this time?"

"Maybe they're afraid of losing face, so they're not coming.”

"The hype on the internet is at an all-time high. Almost all netizens and fans are following this game."

"If they don't come... it would be more embarrassing than losing." "Yeah! MI6 will be called cowards!"

The reporters were constantly taking pictures and recording videos with their cameras.

Short videos were being updated every few minutes, almost all of them about the game.

Regardless of how small the media outlet was or whether it was just a short video posted online, their followers skyrocketed.

Comments and likes were unprecedentedly high.

It seemed like netizens from across the empire were following this event with great enthusiasm.

With only five minutes left until the start of the game, MI6 still hadn't arrived yet. Everyone was becoming increasingly impatient.

"Hey manager! Are they not coming? If they don't come, we'll go back to training!"

"Yeah, why don't we just continue practicing?" Two players had already yawned and were ready to leave the court when suddenly a cold voice rang out, "There are still three minutes until the start of the game. We are not late." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

All eyes turned towards where Franklin stood at the entrance wearing his blue-and-white uniform as he strode confidently towards them with his team members behind him.

Almost immediately everyone recognized him as Franklin - he exuded an aura that could not be ignored; his demeanor was cold but fierce; his gaze bold yet arrogant; wherever he went he always stood out from everyone else in some way or another.

He wore a blue-and-white basketball jersey that hugged his muscular frame tightly while emphasizing every curve on his body - making one's imagination run wild about what lay beneath those clothes... The color blue usually connotes coolness but when worn by Franklin it made him look even more intimidating than usual.

His handsome face betrayed no emotion but one could sense that he possessed immense power which influenced everyone present there! "Franklin?"

"It's Franklin!"

"Why is he wearing MI6's jersey?"

"Isn't he the CEO of SouthStar Airlines?"

“Isn't he the CEO of Maskelyne Group?"

"Why is he here?"

people were discussing

crazy, continuously taking pictures of Franklin and his team

Club Ritter couldn't help but tremble a little. Franklin

him that he reacted and spoke as if waking from a dream, "Mr. Maskelyne, is a small game worth your personal participation? It seems that MI6 has

afraid now that I'm on the court?" Franklin mercilessly sneered, "Otherwise why are you so afraid

Mr. Maskelyne

Franklin's imposing manner was overwhelming as he disdainfully glanced at both

players present who were shocked when they saw it was actually Franklin

screamed louder

loyalty to their own Ritter Group

leader of MI6 is actually Franklin?!"

"Go go go!"

in her seat with a slight smile on her lips,"Mrs. Wright, I don't know how good his basketball skills are but what I do know...

so much recently, "I trust in

Brayden and Jenna had towels and water ready for Frankin; they prepared them

as whistle

Ritter had already planned to take out the scoring guard first. Franklin, the spoiled brat, was not a concern

went to intercept MI6's

Bang! A loud noise!

down by them directly and fell heavily

everyone shocked by what they

just three

to reality and began analyzing the situation

blood flowed from it. Medical personnel rushed over to help him off the court while play stopped

an amateur team; I wonder if they have any substitute players? If not..." The commentator speculated on

a tall figure in blue-and-white basketball attire

couldn't believe his eyes. "Is

"Am I seeing things? Brayden is

looked at each

the

was doing? Bringing out Brayden? A

be Howlett family scion - another rich boy... Isla and her friends watched nervously

hung his head with regret as he watched events unfold on- court while nursing an arm casted in plaster. "Those three despicable guys deliberately knocked our man down

soothed him gently. “Trust Master

resist bragging to Mrs. Ritter beside him. "Mrs. Ritter, all three of them are heirs of wealthy families who don't know

"I hope so. Tell them to beat Brayden

I already gave the order," replied

Mrs. Ritter's eyes

Group on the court prepared to block

something

dribbled past one of his opponents with a beautiful crossover move

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