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?"

were

went crazy, continuously taking pictures of

couldn't help but tremble

the MI6 team members walked up to 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

court?" Franklin mercilessly sneered, "Otherwise why are

just worried about Mr. Maskelyne getting hurt and blaming us at Ritter Group for

strength on the court.” Franklin's imposing manner was overwhelming as he disdainfully glanced at both the manager and Club Ritter's players. Your Ritter Group is strong but my

were shocked when they saw it was actually Franklin who came onto

louder

loyalty to their own Ritter

MI6 is actually Franklin?!" "Ahhhh! My heart

"Go go go!"

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

Wright remained calm after experiencing so much recently, "I

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

soon as

out the scoring guard first. Franklin, the spoiled

went to intercept MI6's scoring

Bang! A loud noise!

was knocked down by them directly and fell

The scene fell silent, everyone shocked by

shouted, "MI6's guard has been injured just three minutes into his debut! Referee! Was this foul play or

referee immediately snapped back to reality and began analyzing the situation seriously. "There was

it. Medical personnel rushed over to help him off the court while play

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

tall figure in blue-and-white basketball attire

commentator couldn't believe his

disbelief. "Am I seeing things? Brayden is playing!" Not only did one

at each other with

filled the

was doing?

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

regret as he watched events unfold on- court while nursing an arm casted in plaster. "Those three despicable guys deliberately knocked our man down earlier! They

soothed him gently. “Trust Master

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

her arms. "I hope so. Tell them to beat Brayden to a

Ritter, I already gave

Mrs. Ritter's eyes

Ritter Group on the court prepared to

something

dribbled past one of his opponents with a beautiful crossover move and tried to evade the next defender by

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