Chapter 555 What did you do to the goddess of music?
Thinking about Wang Xiaoqin who wanted to kill him, Zhang Fan sighed again.
It's very difficult to conquer her.
However, for the sake of 1.4 million soul points, I have to try it no matter what!
Seeing Ye Xuanye and Di Xile coming over, Zhang Fan's eyes also lit up.
You can't just focus on the 1.4 million spiritual points. You can also accept fertilizing and collecting spiritual blood.
At this time, Li Liang also came to Yuan Shui'er, took the microphone and said: "There is a half-hour intermission, please don't leave your seats. It was just a small exercise. Within half an hour,
There will also be a drill involving the whole school."
Listening to Li Liang's voice, everyone present not only curled their lips.
exercise?
Practice your sister's practice, break the window and jump off the building again, and throw people out from the second floor.
Is there such a drill?
Coupled with Zhang Fan's exaggerated jumping off the building before, the eyes of countless people were shining with disbelief.
Numb, things are definitely not simple, and the cliff is not simple.
However, they couldn't see the reason at all.
As for Liao Fucheng, a group of people were so angry that their lungs almost exploded.
Half an hour intermission?
Damn you, after half an hour, when Ouyang Feng and the others have arrived, is this basketball game still going to be played?
Have fun playing Nima!
"Director Li, can our game continue?" Liao Fucheng said quickly. Ouyang Feng and Zhang Fan both made them unable to play. In the short period of time just now, they only scored two points.
.
Two points!
This is nothing. If Zhang Fan and the others come back half an hour later, they won't have to play at all.
Li Liang hesitated.
Can the game still start?
Immediately, Li Liang came to Ren Zuling and asked: "Can the game start?"
"Okay!" Ren Zuling said.
When he contacted his superiors just now, they said that they would send people over to inspect Tsinghua University immediately. By then, there would be a lot of noise. It would be better to let these people watch the game right here on the court.
Moreover, even if the poisonous spider people left any dangerous items, the stadium should be considered the safest.
With Ren Zuling's permission, Li Liang also returned to Yuan Shui'er, took the microphone and said: "Then let's continue the game."
Hearing this, Liao Fucheng and others became excited.
Looking at Zhang Fan approaching, Zhou Bangquan said coldly: "Zhang Fan, don't think you can use this to delay the game. Humph, don't even think about it."
At the same time, a group of people behind him also agreed.
"That's right, if you want to delay time, there's no way!"
Zhang Fan sneered, looked at the score, turned his head, and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Haha, I gave you two minutes, and a rookie who only scored two points has the nerve to show off? See what you can get, do you think you can win?
Same."
With that said, Zhang Fan turned around and walked directly into the stadium.
At the same time, a group of girls around him also laughed playfully.
"That's right, we only got two points for 5V4, so shameful!"
"Haha, now that Zhang Fan is back, can they still score goals?"
"You dare to use taunting skills like this, what the hell."
"Liao Fucheng may be out of his mind."
The wave of laughter and curses made Liao Fucheng and others clenched their fists.
"I'll make you crazy, I'll make you crazy. When the game is over, I'm going to make you lie on the couch for the rest of your life." Liao Fucheng's teeth were almost broken. He turned his head and shouted to Zhou Bangquan: "I'll do it again."
If I give Brother Tiger 100,000 yuan, I will make Zhang Fan’s hands unable to touch a ball in his life.”
Zhou Bangquan nodded heavily, but soon he became suspicious: "Brother Cheng, before I asked for 100,000 yuan for Zhang Fan's legs, he will never be able to touch the ball in this life, right?"
Liao Fucheng fell silent. After a moment, his eyes glowed with extremely malicious light: "Fuck you, I want his hands to never be able to hold the ball in this life!"
Seeing Zhang Fan approaching slowly, Gao Qi immediately ran over, hugged Zhang Fan's arm and cried, "Brother, dear brother, you scared me to death. I thought you abandoned me."
Zhang Fan's face darkened, and he immediately pushed Gao Qi out: "Gungun, I don't want to be gay!"
"What's going on?" Ouyang Feng said in a deep voice.
Zhang Fan waved his hand: "It's just as you saw."
As you saw? Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes.
How the hell can I guess what happened like that? You uncle!
However, at this time, Di Xile gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Fan.
This bastard actually hit her! She must not let Zhang Fan win today, she must not.
Gao Qi looked at Di Xie Le's gnashing of teeth expression and immediately said to Zhang Fan, "Fanzi, this is fine with the goddess of music."
"What's the problem? Don't worry!" Zhang Fan laughed, clapped his hands and said: "GOGO, let's start! Showtime, abuse food!"
Listening to Zhang Fan's voice, the eyes of Liao Jiajia and the others were filled with murderous intent.
"Remember, you must not hit anyone, you must not hit anyone, you must not hit anyone, I will say the important things three times." Liao Jiajia gritted her teeth and warned.
The crowd of people watching were stunned. Damn it, these words came from Liao Jiajia's mouth, it felt like science fiction!
But thinking about Yuan Haixu's fate, a group of people felt relieved.
"Got it!" Su Fei nodded heavily.
If you still dare to hit someone, aren't you looking for death?
"Attack quickly!"
Zhang Fan took the ball from Gao Qi and flew directly over it. Ouyang Feng followed closely and charged together.
"Damn it, you passed three people with the ball?"
"Tsk, tsk, compared to Zhang Fan and the others, Liao Jiajia and the others are just a bunch of noobs. With two people breaking through the five-man defense line, there is no one else."
"Nah, a flying dunk from beyond the three-point line?"
"Damn it, there must be only one person in history who has done this. I'm so excited."
Liao Jiajia and the others watched helplessly as Zhang Fan's hand hit the basket. A trace of despair slowly appeared in the depths of their eyes.
How can we still fight after everything is like this?