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

tremble a little. Franklin actually

if waking from a dream, "Mr. Maskelyne, is a small game worth your personal participation?

on the court?" Franklin mercilessly sneered, "Otherwise

manager's face sank slightly, "Mr. Maskelyne misunderstood me. I'm just worried about Mr. Maskelyne getting hurt and blaming us at Ritter Group

he disdainfully glanced at both the manager and Club Ritter's players. Your

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

of Franklin usually screamed louder than ever after seeing their favorite boss play basketball

original loyalty to their own

is actually

"Go go go!"

slight smile on her lips,"Mrs. Wright, I

so much recently, "I trust

and water

soon as whistle

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

went

Bang! A loud noise!

guard was knocked down by them directly and

fell silent, everyone shocked by what they had

just

snapped back to reality and began analyzing the

guard's arm was injured and blood flowed from it. Medical personnel rushed over

team; I wonder if they have any substitute players? If not..."

a tall figure in blue-and-white basketball attire stepped onto the

his eyes. "Is

only Jasper but Master Brayden as well!" The commentator rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Am I

at each other

filled the basketball

doing? Bringing out Brayden? A rich boy

scion - another rich boy... Isla and her friends watched nervously from their seats in audience stands for MI6's team

head with regret as he watched events unfold on- court while nursing an arm casted in

Isla soothed him gently. “Trust Master Franklin... he'll pull

saw MI6's new players coming onto field and couldn't resist bragging to Mrs. Ritter beside him. "Mrs. Ritter, all three of them are heirs of wealthy families who don't know how to play basketball at all. We've got

crossed her arms. "I hope so. Tell them to

Ritter, I already gave the order," replied the

eyes gleamed with

three players from the Ritter Group on the court prepared to block

something

beautiful crossover move and tried to evade the next defender by

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