Rebirth:Urban Warlord

Once Ye Huang and Lee Kuan Yew get the ball, it's very difficult to break into each other's forbidden area. All the people in class 3 start to carry two people and do not let them go forward until ye Huang or Lee Guangyao passes the ball to fan Rong or Pang Kaishun.

Although he Zhi is a sports committee member of class two, he likes playing basketball very much and plays well. But today, just like playing soy sauce, he has few chances to meet the ball, and the chance of scoring naturally declines.

Before this fight, Lee Kuan Yew and ye Huang were panting and sweating, while Pang Kaishun and fan Rong felt that their physical strength was still adequate.

"Playing basketball is also an extremely physical exercise. It seems that we should play it often in the future." Ye Huang often plays football. Although he also plays basketball, he finds out that basketball exercise is good. If he plays well, he is also very handsome.

"Brother Huang, how do I feel that we have been swindled!" Lee Kuan Yew frowned and suppressed his voice.

"Ha ha, you also found that they are clearly singing the oboe and playing Infernal Affairs." Ye Huang quietly smile, OK, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, we fear who.

"What to do." Lee Kuan Yew wanted to score goals, but Qian Jun was always the first to rush in front of him and carry him with his body. Lee Kuan Yew didn't want to pass to Pang Kaishun several times. He threw the ball alone, which was interfered by Qian Jun and did not score.

In the long run, it will not work. Not only can you not see it, but also the people in the class will hiss.

Ye Huangqiao raised the corner of his mouth and said: "after we receive the ball, we pass between the two of us. Don't give Pang Kaishun and fan Rong, increase our goal rate, and we can also suppress his popularity."

"Yes, no problem." Lee Kuan Yew nodded. Fan Rong was always fighting against himself, which made him really angry. But he passed it to fan Rong as soon as he had a good chance. After all, it was a battle of honor between the two classes.

However, after seeing that they were singing the oboe, Lee Kuan Yew decided to give it a shot. Whatever his competition was, it was a matter of business not to let Pang Kaishun succeed.

At this point, the team of class two was completely divided into two small groups, a two person group composed of Ye Huang and Li Guangyao, and a two person group composed of Pang Kaishun and fan Rong. He Zhi, the sports Commissioner, played the role of a middle pass player. Although he knew the enmity between Pang Kaishun and ye Huang, he was also blinded by the play played by them just now, and thought that they had made up 。

He Zhi is to see who has the opportunity and whose position is good to wear to whom, no selfish.

Sure enough, under the deliberate efforts of Ye Huang and Lee Kuan Yew, Pang Kaishun's goal rate and appearance rate really began to decline, and his chances of getting the ball also sharply reduced by half.

"Shua! "Ye Huang put forward a beautiful throwing posture. Under the sunlight, his sweat was flying in the air, which was really full of the taste of a man.

"Bang!" The ball hit the basket and it went in!

"In, in, in!" Xia Hena jumped up and cheered. Zhang Fenghui applauded the students in class 2.

"Ye Huang! good job! Ye Huang, another goal. "

"He didn't play basketball. I didn't expect to play basketball so well! The pitching posture is so beautiful

"Yes, look at the muscles in his arm I only found out today that he is so strong. "

LAN Muxi smiles sweetly when he sees Ye Huang's goal. His two big eyes with water spirit are narrowed into crescent shape, showing white small white teeth, forming a beautiful scenery outside the court. Many boys pretend to watch the ball, but actually their eyes fall on her.

LAN Muxi also don't know why. Seeing ye Huang's goal, she feels a burst of joy and happiness. She hopes that ye Huang will become the focus on the court, right. LAN Muxi asked himself quietly.

Ye Huang's side also began to gradually score goals, Lee Kuan Yew and his cheering voice also gradually rose.

Class two has completely become a group of loose sand. The so-called insiders watch the gate and the passers-by watch the fun. Jiang Xiuqi frowns deeply. However, both sides are playing. As a spectator, he has no room to speak.

It is in this case that the score in Pang Kaishun and Qian Jun deliberately maintained a nearly draw state, 36:38.

Class two is slightly ahead.

"Ye Huang, if you don't have a chance, pass the ball to me and fan Rong. If you always hold the ball, our score will drop sharply." Pang Kaishun obviously felt something was wrong. He had less and less time to take the ball in his hand and less chance to throw the ball. He was a little anxious.

Ye Huang said with a dry smile: "if you are in a good position, it will be passed to you naturally. It's not convenient for you to attack just now..."

Pang Kaishun gnaws his teeth and doesn't speak any more. Ye Huangdu has already talked about this. What he is saying seems to be a small bellied chicken.

The score was 56:57 in the middle of the game, and it was very close to the end.

Now class three is ahead.

"No chance if you don't shoot again!" Pang Kaishun had a big drink. Fan Rong immediately threw the ball to Pang Kaishun. Pang Kaishun rushed into class three half-time with the ball. "Let's all work hard for me! Die hard Again! Qian Jun always shouts like this every time, but which time is the real death guard? It is a large area of water, so waterproof the result is to let Pang Kaishun very smooth into the forbidden area goal, give a person a sense of his high ball skills."Ah --" Lee Kuan Yew sighed deeply. Ye Huang passed by behind him, and he also gave a bitter smile. If there was no accident, Pang Kaishun was in the limelight today, and he finished the final blow. He could be regarded as a complete victory in this silent contest.

Pang Kaishun went straight in and made a direct attack on Huang long. If he was really handsome, he gently hooked his hand and handed the ball out.

"Bad!" At the moment of passing the ball, Pang Kaishun felt a little bad. Just now he had been in a state of excitement, but he could not control his emotions. The ball was a little bit off!

Pang Kaishun fell to the ground and his eyes were fixed on the basketball, which made the whole world slow down! Pang Kaishun said in his heart countless times that he hoped this goal could be scored! Once in, he will definitely welcome endless cheers and admiration! He will be the hero of the basketball game!

More can change the image in the eyes of lanmuxi!

However, contrary to our wishes, the basketball did not enter and fell from the edge.

"Shit!" Pang Kaishun said in a low voice. The basketball was received by Fang Ming, who then passed the ball to Qian Jun as soon as possible.

Qian Jun's scalp was numb at this time. He had been instructed by Pang Kaishun that he wanted to fight back with the last goal. Everything went according to the original plan! How to know that he should have a problem at the most critical moment!