The glass backboard shattered instantly, and the deafening sound made everyone in front of the TV tremble.
Then, there were shocking shouts.
"Win, win!"
At this time, Yizhong was completely screaming.
"Oh my god, it exploded! The backboard was all smashed."
"Grass, work hard, work hard!"
Gao Jian looked at Gao Qi, who was in a daze, and slapped him: "Look, we are also playing basketball, and Fanzi can play it much better than you."
Gao Qi reacted, his eyes filled with mist, and then said: "How can I compare to Fanzi? That guy is a pervert."
Gao Jian knelt down, hugged Gao Wen and said, "Look at how powerful your brother Fan is."
"Yes, yes, brother Fan is the most powerful." A sweet smile appeared on Gao Wen's face.
Zhang Dongyang looked at Zhang Fan on the screen and couldn't help but reveal a smile of great relief.
The little guy has grown up.
"Hey, hey, Xiaoyuan, you can't drink."
Weng Shuang's beautiful eyes are rippling.
Her heart was beating violently.
At this moment, she finally determined who the prince charming in her heart was.
Ye Yanran's eyes also flickered, and a slight smile appeared on her frosty pretty face.
Hua Ling and the others looked at Zhang Fan dumbfounded. After a long time, they uttered three words: "Pervert."
"Old Ye, look at our Xiaofan, he is so majestic. If he were in ancient times, he would definitely be a general." Qin Shuang said holding Ye Jingtian's neck with both hands.
"You, don't you want Xiaofan to be your son-in-law?" Ye Jingtian said.
"Why not, but here's the problem, Xiaoxuan is still young, and Yanran is a bit older!"
"Pfft!" Ye Jingtian spit out a sip of tea.
Yi Tianxing took the ashtray and threw it directly at the screen.
"Bastard, bastard!"
Live at the stadium!
Looking at the broken glass on the ground, both Ouyang Feng and Han Xu felt chills all over their bodies.
Damn it, can this thing explode?
How fierce is this guy Zhang Fan?
"Brother Fan!"
A group of people from the Face Slapping Group ran directly towards the basketball court. More than 400 people swarmed over like a crowd.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!" Zhang Fan looked at the original group of people and was suddenly shocked.
"Lift up, lift up." Someone shouted, and immediately squatted down and hugged Zhang Fan's legs.
Others rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Fan's limbs, and threw Zhang Fan up.
Damn it, why is this plot so familiar?
Zhang Fan was startled, and immediately felt a chill running down his back.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to throw me to the ground, all of you will be expelled from the Slap Team."
"Geez, Brother Fan is threatening!" A girl rushed over, stretched out her hand, and started scratching Zhang Fan.
"Whoever catches my bird must not touch it." Zhang Fan exclaimed.
"Ah, Brother Fan's is so big."
As for Ouyang Fen, Han Xu and others, they had already been squeezed out.
"Ah!"
Han Xu grabbed his hair and roared crazily.
"Hey hey hey."
Seeing Han Xu looking so indifferent, Ouyang Feng laughed deeply.
"Go away, shameless, find foreign aid, I despise you." Han Xu raised his eyes and glared at Ouyang Feng.
"Get out of here, Zhang Fan is also from our S City Provincial Sports Bureau. What does it mean to hire foreign aid? If you have the ability, go find one." Ouyang Feng laughed heartily.
It's so cool, it's the first time I see Han Xu looking so crazy.
"Don't be proud, huh, go back to your Ouyang family and do your business." Han Xu said coldly.
"By the way, what are you going to do next? You're not going to play basketball, right?" Ouyang Feng asked.
When Han Xu heard this, he sighed often: "Oh, this is not only your last battle, but also my last battle. My old man gave the death order and went to serve as a soldier!"
Ouyang Feng's eyes widened and he stared at Han Xu in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
"Go away, why do I need to joke with you?" Han Xu said in a very depressed tone.
"I told you earlier, I told you earlier that I would let you have a few balls." Ouyang Feng felt very happy.
"Get out!" Han Xu roared angrily, and then walked directly outside the venue.
Just like that, Zhang Fan was carried out by the person who slapped him in the face.
"Ah ah ah, I want to kill Yang Haochen, this idiot, bastard, beast! My scene!"
"Count me in, let's go, form a team to go to S City tomorrow and beat up Yang Haochen."
"Brothers, catch Yang Haochen and beat him. I'll give him a thousand yuan for each punch!"
In the live broadcast room, a group of people's eyes turned red when they saw such a huge face-slapping team.
They wanted to cut Yang Haochen into pieces through the screen.
However, Yang Haochen, who saw these barrages, turned off his phone and ran away.
A thousand dollars for one punch? Damn, this is a killer rhythm. If you don’t run away, you won’t be able to escape.
However, the members of the face-slapping group at the scene also screamed.
"Yang Haochen ran away!"
Of course, they had no chance to see the barrage of a thousand yuan punch, otherwise, Yang Haochen would never be able to escape.
"Okay, okay, we're done, it's time for me to go back, Ouyang Feng, let's get started!" Zhang Fan shouted to Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes.
Your sister, you are still driving, I really think you are the emperor.
"Wait a minute, little brother Zhang Fan, we agreed to go to dinner tonight." Xiong Lin and a group of people ran over, and the presidents of other cities looked at Zhang Fan as if they were treasures.
This guy is full of treasures.
"No, no, no, no, I have something else to do. I'm going back to City S first." Zhang Fan said, without giving them a chance to speak, he pulled Ouyang Feng and ran away.
"Goodbye, brothers and sisters of the Face-Slapping Group!" Zhang Fan turned around and said goodbye to the brothers and sisters of the Face-Slapping Group.
Just kidding, my dad just gave me a day off yesterday, and that girl Weng Shuang also said that we have a date today.
If Ouyang Feng hadn't dragged him to this sports meeting, he would be fighting Weng Shuang now.
Thinking of Weng Shuang's enchanting figure, Zhang Fan raised a smile on his lips.
Hehe, if you don't pick up girls when they are available, it would be treacherous.
After getting in the car, Zhang Fan immediately sent a text message back to Weng Shuang.
"Girl, I'm back, please clean up and wait."
Weng Shuang looked at this text message and his pretty face turned red instantly.
However, at this time, the video of Zhang Fan dunking the basketball hoop was widely circulated on major websites.
"Damn it, is this synthetic?"
"In the entire NBA, it seems like only one person has dunked the rim. This is a prop!"
Doubts, shocks, refutations, and scoldings immediately started online.
"Brothers, please support me. Some people say that Brother Fan's dunk on the basketball hoop was fake."
"What the hell, where is it? Please give me the address. I won't curse those idiots to death."
"Here, speed!"
Soon, the war of words spread like a storm on all major websites.
"What's going on? Who is Zhang Fan?"
"Oh my god, you don't know yet? The whole province of SC has gone crazy."
"Tell me carefully!"
"My hometown is in SC Province. I have called back to confirm. This is true. A guy named Zhang Fan has broken four world records in track and field..."