A large number of spectators gathered at the venue unexpectedly, and the number continued to increase. Except for a small number of local residents of Hell City, most of them were players with names above their heads.
The indoor basketball venue, which can accommodate several thousand people, was almost full of eight people. It was obvious who they were coming for.
Amid chaotic shouts, players from both sides appeared on stage.
The cheers suddenly increased, and the cheers were mixed with some shouts related to Mu Su.
"First there is Musu, then there is Tian!"
"If the sky did not give birth to Musu, eternity would be like a long night!"
"If you don't know Mu Susu, it's useless to call him a hero!"
"Without Mu Su Su Chuan, I would die!"
"I have no regrets in this life. Fan Mu Su Shi is willing to marry Mu Su Su."
"Go and update! What kind of basketball are you playing!!!"
"The first sight of Mu Su is a mistake for life!"
"Mu Susu! I love you! I want to be pregnant with your child!!!"
When Mu Su heard this, he looked over and saw that he was a tall, burly man. He turned his head away with a look of disgust.
In the live broadcast room, Bai Yansong said with a smile: "It seems that these live broadcasts have gained Mu Su a lot of attention."
Huang Jianxiang nodded in agreement: "This is the first time since the start of the game that so many spectators have gathered. Hey, this is——"
Huang Jianxiang was shocked, but a player threw a mineral water bottle at Mu Su, hitting him in the back of the head. Mu Su rushed up and started fighting with the spectator.
"Kill this bastard who breaks the rules!" some spectators shouted and joined in the fight.
Perhaps he was just idle, or he was about to fight Mu Su. The audience around him stretched out their arms like zombies and pulled at Mu Su.
Four of his team members rushed to help, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.
Huang Jianxiang exclaimed: "It's incredible! The athletes actually clashed with the audience and started fighting!"
Bai Yansong laughed loudly: "Musu always brings us surprises."
As soon as they finished speaking, a scorching white light suddenly filled the screen behind the two of them, and a huge explosion sounded as if the volume had been turned to full volume.
The commentator and the players on the official live broadcast page fell into a sluggish state at the same time.
Wow——
Blood poured down like rain, mixed with pieces of clothing and severed limbs.
Panic shouts rang out from the surroundings, and the smell of burning assaulted his nostrils.
Mu Su wiped off the minced meat on his face and took a few deep breaths. He noticed that the opponent's players were looking at him in a daze, and he glared back with displeasure: "What are you looking at! Is there a rule against throwing grenades at the audience!"
"No, Musu player did not violate any rules." A referee jumped out and said.
When the black smoke dissipated, a no-man's land nearly ten meters in diameter formed in the auditorium near the stadium, with broken limbs and broken bodies spread out on a layer.
"Who else!"
Mu Su raised his hands, holding three grenades in each palm.
The whole audience was silent, their expressions were ugly, how could this bastard get so many grenades...
Musu was very satisfied with the effect, and then glanced at his opponent, hesitating whether to kill the opponent's player first.
The referee reminded: "The game hasn't started yet. Even if you eliminate the opponent, you will be assigned a new opponent."
Musu clicked his tongue and put away his plans and grenades.
More than a dozen cleaners came over to clean up the debris while stealing food. The venue was the first to wipe away the blood and was cleared. After the interlude, the game continued.
It's just a large empty space in a nearly full venue, and it looks awkward no matter how you look at it.
Before the game started, the opponent's players timidly proposed to check Mu Su, and then checked whether the basket could be blocked.
The referees of the former found a Fangtian Painted Halberd and a Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle from Mu Su's body, but the referees of the latter said they would not allow it.
The opposing players breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had to worry about a repeat of the football match.
As the saying goes, a snake swallows an elephant when a man's heart is weak. To solve the two hidden dangers, they began to focus on Mu Su's ring.
Mu Su jumped up as if he had been bitten by a bullet, and shouted warily: "This is the ring my late wife left to me. Don't try to bully me just because you see me as pitiful, weak and helpless! No one can take it away, no one can!"
"
As Mu Su spoke, a grenade fell into his palm, and his thumb skillfully inserted the ring into the ring, all in one movement.
Why do you look pitiful, weak and helpless!?
Everyone roared in their hearts.
"Okay, okay, we won't take it away!" The opponent's player broke into a cold sweat and said as tactfully as possible: "But there may be something in there... so the referee..."
He felt like an expert negotiator comforting a terrorist who was about to have an emotional breakdown.
The referee thought for a while and asked Mu Su to take off the storage ring. The reason was to protect the safety of the audience.
Before the game, the captain of the opposing player, who smoked, drank, and permed his hair, said to his teammates in a low voice: "Everyone, be careful. Keep an eye on Mu Su on the rooftop. No matter if he makes any move, call the referee immediately. After hearing this, everyone spread out as much as possible."
Or stick close to the opposing players, and never get together to give Musu the chance to throw grenades."
"His ring is gone," one team member said.
"But he's still on the court." He said with unclear meaning.
The remaining four players had heavy faces and subconsciously looked towards Mu Su. He was exuding a strong evil black aura and rushed towards them, almost making them breathless.
"Can't we confront him head-on?" One team member clenched his fist hard.
"What to fight against?" He smoked, drank, and permed his head and laughed miserably: "He has entered the semi-finals in 23 events. Do you think he got all these from fair competition..."
"No matter what, even if we lose, we must let the audience in the live broadcast room see our integrity!"
At the beginning of the game, those who were smoking, drinking and perming their hair were frightened and in poor condition. Musu's teammates seized the opportunity to score goals one after another, making the score reach 15:0.
Later, after using a timeout opportunity to restore the mentality, the score gradually tied.
Musu acted like a normal defender and didn't do too many things. Until the end of the game, when the score became 56:55, a three-point ball from the rooftop fell to the basket in a perfect arc. When it was about to enter, it was hit by the basket.
The outstretched fist flew away.
Mu Su landed on the ground, still holding his fist high.
"this……"
When they were speechless, the referee blew a whistle, the game was over, and the Musu team won.
They hesitated for a moment, did not negotiate, and shook hands in a friendly way to say goodbye.
In the second game, the opponent hesitated and chose to forfeit.
In the third game, Musu met an equally dirty team.
They openly carried baseball bats and concealed various weapons in their clothes.
I don’t know whether they were too confident in themselves, didn’t know Mu Su well, or thought they had an absolute advantage in 5-on-1. In short, they didn’t ask the referee to search Mu Su’s body.
Next, Mu Su vividly explained to them and the audience what it means to be beaten if you fall behind.
Also known as Modern Man vs. Primitive Man.
Translation: beating a child.
The five members of the opposing team will always remember that in a basketball game, a figure threw out buzzing droplets of blood, and then shot the rainstorm pear blossom needle into the air. He held the Fangtian painted halberd in his left hand and the drum and gold urn in his right hand.
A scene in which a hammer kills a god when he blocks it, and a Buddha blocks it when a Buddha blocks it.
