Chapter 156

The sound can break through the noise and come through the air. The ethereal effect seems to be accompanied by a gloomy cold idea.

Huang Mao could not help shivering. He looked warily at Lin Wushuang, "what are you doing?"

Lin Wushuang left the circle he drew for himself and took up the ball on the ground. "Surrender? No, we won't surrender. Let's continue the game."

Huang Mao smelled the speech and looked at each other with an inch of head. He was not sure what Lin Wushuang meant.

Cuntou moved his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenjing in the crowd outside. Jiang Wenjing nodded to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao then took back his sight and said to the referee, "since the other party doesn't surrender, then the game continues."

The referee gave the ball to Huang Mao. Huang Mao stood outside the court and threw the ball to cuntou. As soon as cuntou received the ball, he felt a heavy blow from his waist and bent down in pain. In such a moment, the ball reached Lin Wushuang's hand.

Cuntou immediately shouted, "referee, Lin Wushuang just hit me on purpose."

Referee shook his head. "No."

He choked when he was an inch old and spoke of suffering.

The game continued. The ball was in Lin Wushuang's hand. She wouldn't dribble at all, but jumped up and shot directly.

Everyone screamed.

"No, Lin Wushuang is going to shoot? It's so far, maybe?"

"Hey, I heard that Lin Wushuang has been practicing shooting. Maybe he can win. Class 2 is going to win the first point?"

Lin Wushuang jumped and shot, the basketball flew out directly, and everyone's eyes followed the basketball.

However, the basketball hit the basket heavily, and everyone said.

Cuntou just showed a sarcastic smile. As a result, the ball rebounded directly to her forehead, directly hit her eye and showed golden flowers, "Oh..."

The game ended again, and the people of class 3 all around cuntou to check her injury.

At this time, the missed ball from the shooting rebounded and was injured by mistake, which can not be said to be Lin Wushuang's intention.

Cuntou could only bite her teeth and swallow the pain into her stomach. Just now, she directly smashed a big bag out of her head, which looked very scary.

"Can we continue?" Huang Mao asked at an inch of his head.

Cuntou glared at Lin Wushuang fiercely. Even if it was an accident, it's strange for Lin Wushuang, "continue, how can I end like this?"

The next goal is Lin Wushuang!

She must hit the ball on Lin Wushuang's chest.

Lin Wushuang turns around and picks an eyebrow at fan Xueer, who nods.

This time it was another inch of the ball. He passed the ball directly to Huang Mao. As soon as Huang Mao turned around, he just hit fan Xueer's forehead.

Puff.

Both fell back directly. At this second, Lin Wushuang grabbed the ball and shot again.

At the same time, the referee whistled and the game was suspended.

This time, the ball directly hit the basket panel, rebounded again and hit the back of the head, "ah..."

In such a few tens of seconds, what happened stunned me.

"Your second class is intentional." bean sprouts directly rushed over and scolded, "fan Xueer, what have you done? You can't die. What are you doing standing behind Huang Mao?"

"I grab the ball, I don't stand here, you let me stand there? I quit and you won?" fan Xueer is not easy to provoke, holding his forehead in pain.

And yellow hair is even worse, because his nose hit fan Xueer's forehead. At this time, his nose has shed nosebleed, and he can't speak because of the pain.

Once again, the injured inch was even more forced in his heart. Holding the back of his head, he squatted on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

Da Zhuang ran directly to Lin Wushuang and scolded angrily, "Lin Wushuang, did you mean it? Did you mean it?"

Lin Wushuang retreated a few steps, and the man's spittle kept spraying out, which was enough. "Everyone saw very clearly that I was shooting, but my skills were not good. Why should you blame me for missing the shot? Besides, you know who had dirty hands. We won't have a similar situation of hand sliding."

To be honest, compared with hand skating, only she knows the strength of Lin Wushuang's ball. The reason for rebounding and accurate hitting is that if she doesn't still control the strength, in terms of her current strength value, it's the best result that she didn't blow her head directly.

"Can the game continue?" the referee asked at Huang Mao and cuntou.

The anger in cuntou's heart has been aroused. Even now, there are big bags before and after. She also stood up in Ninja pain and stared at Lin Wushuang fiercely, "of course."

Huang Mao also blocked his nose with toilet paper. He also stared at Lin Wushuang fiercely, "continue."

Subsequently, Lin Wushuang missed the shot and hit Huang Mao's stomach.

Again, Lin Wushuang missed the shot and hit the left eye of bean sprout.

N times, Lin Wushuang shot, missed, rebounded and hit Da Zhuang's chest.

N + 1 times, Lin Wushuang shot, missed, rebounded and hit the small lower body. She went straight off in exchange for a double.

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Half an hour later, all the people in class 6 were injured. They were lying and sitting. Yellow hair and inch head were more serious. Their noses were bleeding, corners of their mouths were bloody, and their eyes were beaten into black circles.

Because there was no substitute in class 6, all the substitutes were brought, and the referee had to terminate the game.

But because it is often not over, I can only ask the people of class 2 and class 6, "up to now, class 6 has 42 points and class 2 has 0 points. There are still 3 minutes left in the first half of the game and the second half has not been carried out. Because of the sudden state of class 6, the game is terminated and another time is selected in the second half."

"What else to play?" Lin Wushuang held the ball and looked down at the disabled people in class 6. "Forget it, let them recover well and continue tomorrow's game. Class 2 won't accompany us."

The referee asked, "so, did you admit defeat?"

Lin Wushuang picked his eyebrows and looked at the referee lightly. "Do you have to let us admit defeat?"

The referee was frightened by Lin Wushuang's eyes and immediately changed his words, "class 2 gave up the game and class 6 won the game."

People in class 6 have no joy of victory. Looking at the women's basketball team in their class, how can they play the next game when they are like this.

Strange to say, Lin Wushuang missed every shot, but had to rebound to the team members of class 6.

But this is an accident, and the referee can't judge Lin Wushuang for deliberately hurting people.

But if it's all accidents, then there's a ghost.

Some boys in class 6 think something is wrong, and they specially play the ball in the basket. They will still rebound, but they can't achieve the unparalleled effect of Lin, let alone hit the man.

In this way, there is no problem with the backboard and the basket.

If you have to say something, is it Lin Wushuang?

But will a man who can't even hit the ball hurt people in this way?

The credibility is too low.