The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 147 Repeated Fouls
When Meng Fan left the basketball court, he had an unnatural expression on his face, sneaking around like he was about to be a thief. Similarly, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the referee Meng Heng.

"Brother Hao, what are you looking at?"

Liu Gou threw a bottle of mineral water to Chen Hao, and then said with a smirk: "I know you are watching the beauty of University of Su. When you were playing, I sat on the side and saw it clearly. Her small waist Twist and twist..."

"Are you serious?" Chen Hao asked with his gaze back.

Liu Gou laughed twice, scratched his head and said, "Hey, Brother Hao, that's your woman. At most, I'll take a casual look at her. When I go home, I have to masturbate by looking at the photo of her."

A team member on the side punched Liu Gou on the shoulder, and joked with a smile: "Anyway, we can't tell whether you are hard or not, right, embroidery needles?"

There is a saying that a man should never be told that he can't do it. Similarly, every time Liu Gou hears others teasing his little thing, he feels very upset.

He was so angry that his eyes widened, he punched back and cursed: "Go to the melon skin of Nima, besides, I'm small, I'm in a hurry with you!"

Looking at the quarreling teammates, Chen Hao wiped the sweat from his brow and said: "The first half of the game was well coordinated. If you play at this level, there will be no problems in the second half. If you work hard, this time the champion It's ours."

"With Brother Hao here, there is no suspense about who will win the championship." Liu Gou said excitedly.

After 15 minutes of intermission, the second half of the game started with Meng Heng's whistle.

In the second half, Liu Gou came on the court to replace a teammate who was a bit weak. After he grabbed the ball, he was as excited as a mouse finding food, scurrying around on the basketball court with the ball in his arms. Meng Fan followed closely with his teammates. Staring at the ball in his hand, everyone's eyes can be described as staring.

"Brother Hao, I'll give you the ball!"

Liu Gou yelled at Chen Hao, and was about to pass the ball to Chen Hao, but because he was too nervous, the ball slipped out of his hand, fell behind him, and was snatched by Meng Fan.

"I go."

Liu Gou stroked his forehead in frustration, and just as he blamed himself in his heart, he saw that Chen Hao had turned into a whirlwind, passed by him, and aimed straight at the basketball in Meng Fan's hand.

If Chen Hao still had some reservations about his strength in the first half, in the second half, he didn't want to give class four a chance at all. To be precise, he didn't even want to give the chance to touch the ball with both hands.

Just as Meng Fan was about to shoot, Chen Hao quickly attacked and snatched the ball from him. After finding the breakout point, he turned left for a while, then turned right for a while, and successfully broke through all the defense lines to the basket. He jumped and turned around. shoot.

The basketball drew an arc as handsome as himself in the air, and with a "bang", it fell into the basket impartially.

"Papa papa", the audience once again burst into intense applause and shouts, but along with the applause, referee Meng Heng blew his whistle.

As soon as he blew the whistle, the game was forced to stop, and everyone looked at Meng Heng with constipated eyes.

"What's wrong?" Liu Gou turned his head and asked Chen Hao.

Chen Hao also had a dazed look on his face. He saw Meng Heng walking towards him, and when he got to him, he showed a black card in his hand.

"Student, you have committed a foul. This is your first warning." Meng Heng said coldly.

Chen Hao saw a number written on the black card, the Arabic numeral 1, indicating that this was his first foul.

"Why did I foul?" Chen Hao asked depressedly.

If the shooting posture is too handsome to be punished with a black card, then he has fouled no less than ten times since he came on the field, but obviously, this is definitely not the reason for the black card, unless the referee is I really ate shit.

Liu Gou's emotions also became agitated instantly: "Where did Chen Hao foul? Where's the evidence?"

"Evidence?" Meng Heng sneered, turned his head to look at Meng Fan and said, "In order to grab the ball, you disgustingly use your body parts to charge your opponent. This is a foul."

Chen Hao followed Meng Heng's line of sight, and he really saw Meng Fan clutching his arm, with a look of pain on his face.

He clearly remembered that when he was grabbing the ball, he didn't bump into Meng Fan's arm. It was obvious that Meng Fan was staged a touch, and the painful expression on his face was definitely faked.

"Now you all have nothing to say, right?"

Seeing Chen Hao's silent expression, Meng Heng blew his whistle triumphantly, walked to the edge of the field and said, "The game continues!"

When Meng Heng was leaving the stage, he made eye contact with Meng Fan again. Meng Fan covered his arm, but a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This scene happened to be watched by Chen Hao. When the ball was passed to him again, Chen Hao ran at a high speed, made a three-step layup, and made another shot in the air.

"Woo—" Amidst the cheers of the audience, Meng Heng's whistle sounded sharply again.

"What's wrong with the paralyzed one?" Liu Gou spat on the ground angrily.

Obviously nothing happened in the first half, but in the second half, when the tempo accelerated, Meng Heng blew his whistle again and again, forcing the game to stop.

Chen Hao also cursed "Your uncle" in his heart, and then saw Meng Heng walking up to him holding a black card, this time the number marked on the black card was "2".

"Where did we foul again?" Liu Gou asked angrily.

Holding up the black card, Meng Heng said righteously: "Foul! You guys acted too rough and violently. You block the opponent's player with improper behavior, and you will be given a black card."

"Referee, you are really good at riding a horse." Chen Hao said with a sneer.

The team members on the side said unconvinced: "That's right, according to what you said, the class four also fouled, why don't you punish them?"

Meng Heng suddenly said angrily: "Are you the referee or am I the referee? The referee's eyes are sharp, and you are still confident in fouling. Do you want to be sent out with a red card?"

According to Meng Heng, if Chen Hao and the others were really sent out with a red card, the champion this time would naturally belong to Class Four.

But according to the current situation, Chen Hao felt that even if they were not directly punished with a red card, they would be sent out with a red card after collecting four black cards due to various foul reasons.

"Snowy wool, I don't think you are as blind as you are even if you are covered with shit." A team member stood behind Chen Hao and said unhappily.

Although his voice was very low, Meng Heng still heard him. He was so angry that he showed another black card and said, "For insulting the referee, you will be punished with another black card!"

With a sound of "boom", Chen Hao slammed the basketball in his hand to the ground, looked at Meng Heng with a sneer and asked, "Insulting? Then do you want to try the feeling of being beaten?"

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