In the last bit of time, with Lin Ruofeng's excellent performance, he finally recovered the score and surpassed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We haven't lost yet!"

Chen Jiaming looked at the last twenty-one seconds, roaring angrily, he was already about to go crazy, he had never been so aggrieved, no matter how he fought, he would always be easily resolved by Lin Ruofeng, and then counterattack.

"As long as we get close, you're going to lose!" Chen Jiaming controlled the ball, delaying time, he needed to make a last-minute shot, and then dedicate a stunner.

Lejia team, Zhao Ping, Ou Yuxiu and others waited solemnly, and at the next moment, they must not relax, because there are still twenty-one seconds!

Twenty-one seconds is a short time, but it still allows the South River team to organize an effective attack.

On the commentary seat.

Hou Ping said with some concern: "Lin Ruofeng's previous offensive was very fast, almost one person recovered twenty points, and overtook him, and now the Lejia team is one point ahead." However, despite the lead, the Nanhe team grasped the last attack, and if the attack scored, then it would be a lore!"

Fang Zhixin nodded and said, "Although the Nanhe team is not likable, it still has strength. Before, I thought that Lin Ruofeng would recover the score and then surpass, which was a happy event, but I ignored the problem of time. Now the Nanhe team seems to be at a disadvantage, but they grasp the opportunity to attack at the end, and if they score, then they will kill the game directly!"

"Lin Ruofeng is very fierce, but he probably forgot about the time problem, the goal rate of the Nanhe team is not low!"

"Yes, Coach Guangjun called a timeout, it seems that he is discussing how to play the last wave of balls!"

"I hope that the Guangjun can think of an effective solution!"

"Well, the timeout is over, the Nanhe team has organized an attack! I'll see who this victory belongs to at the last moment!"

On the field, players from both sides entered.

The South River team made free throws on the sideline, and the four players in the court stood in a line at the free throw line.

Beep~!

As the referee's whistle sounded, Chen Jiaming immediately got the ball, and Lin Ruofeng pounced.

Chen Jiaming is not in a hurry to attack, it seems that he is about to play the last attack, and he wants to suppress the game and win the last ball.

The two sides come and go, and the basketball keeps passing back and forth in the Nanhe team, in order to prevent Lin Ruofeng's super jump, the Nanhe team is a short-distance fast pass, in order to delay time.

"Damn, why is the Nanhe team so wordy!"

"The hateful Nanhe team is thinking of killing us!"

"It must be this idea, otherwise it wouldn't have been passed around!"

"Damn!

In the audience, the home fans clenched their fists in a hurry, and almost everyone stood up.

"Hahaha, the Nanhe team has won! What Lin Ruofeng! What Le Jia, it's nothing more than that!"

"That's right, Chen Jiaming's last shot is a lore! I heard that Lin Ruofeng killed the Nancheng team, and now the Nanhe team is killing Le Jia, it's really cool!"

Before pitching, the fans of the Nanhe team in the corner next to them made a big fuss, causing many home fans to look at them angrily. However, those people didn't care, and when they talked about themselves, most of them were jokes about Le Jia and Lin Ruofeng.

At this point, the race is in the final ten seconds!

Ten!

Nine!

Eight!

......

The fans' hearts were lifted, looking back and forth at the game and the countdown above, and their hearts followed silently.

At this moment, after a player from the Nanhe team passed the ball to Chen Jiaming, he quickly helped the Chen family block Lin Ruofeng. But fortunately, Zhao Ping was not slow to react, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Chen Jiaming.

"Hey, it's late!"

Seeing this, Chen Jiaming smiled coldly. I saw another Nanhe player rushing over, taking the ball from Chen Jiaming's hand and preparing to shoot.

"Oh no!

Zhao Ping shouted, hurriedly stopping the man, and at the same time, Ou Yuxiu also rushed over to block it.

However, what I never expected was that Chen Jiaming actually played back and forth, and the man did not throw the ball at all, but made a throwing posture to pass.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng quickly got rid of the other party's entanglement and rushed towards Chen Jiaming. But Chen Jiaming smiled. "That's it, you're done!"

Standing on the inside, both players were attracted, Chen Jiaming had only one bench member in front of him, how could he stop him, pass the man in three or two, and go straight to the basket.

Sou!

Basketball rolls out of the hoop!

Team Nanhe scores!

The score is 93:92!

"It's over!"

"Lost!"

"I actually lost!"

"I'm really unwilling!"

Looking at this scene, all the home fans clenched their fists and watched the score on the field in disbelief!

"Hahahahaha......"

The whole silent scene was reminded of the wild laughter.

"I'll just say it, Lin Ruofeng is a piece of garbage, how can he just play in front of Chen Jiaming!

"I'm laughing to death, I used to look at his drag, I thought I was invincible in the world, but now?

"How the hell do you think it's powerful, it looks like that!"

Those fans of the South River team began to taunt endlessly, all kinds of contempt, all kinds of ridicule spewed out of their mouths one after another.

Hearing this, all the home fans were eager to step forward and tear them apart, but the reality was that the Lejia team lost!

on the pitch.

"Hahahaha~!I'll just say it!What Lejia? It's all rubbish! I won! The Nanhe team won!"

Chen Jiaming scored the decisive goal, and he roared on the court, and immediately laughed.

Commentary seats.

"I can't imagine that Chen Jiaming really threw in!" Hou Ping said, as a die-hard fan of the Lejia team and Lin Ruofeng, this situation is really difficult to accept.

"Yes, Chen Jiaming is a lore game!" Fang Zhixin also sighed.

"No, look, there's still time on the big screen!" Hou Ping seemed to grasp the last straw.

1.01 seconds!

The last time shown on the big screen.

"Hehe, is it a second? It's not that it's never been before, it's just that the probability of this situation is too small, how can it be possible in this situation!" Fang Zhixin looked at the big screen, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

However, Hou Ping shouted excitedly. "Don't forget that it's Lin Ruofeng! Lin Ruofeng!"

On the field, Chen Jiaming showed arrogance.

"Boy, how's it going?" Chen Jiaming shouted at Lin Ruofeng proudly.

However, Lin Ruofeng stretched out his finger and pointed upward.

"What?" Chen Jiaming wondered, and looked at Lin Ruofeng's finger, it was the countdown on the field, and there were 1.01 seconds left!

"Is this guy!"

Chen Jiaming felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, Lin Ruofeng rushed towards the Nanhe team's halfcourt, while Zhao Ping served on the sideline, and as soon as he got the ball, he struggled to throw it towards the Nanhe team's basket.

Suddenly, basketball runs through the whole court!

Under the watchful eye, Lin Ruofeng received the ball.

"Bastard! I'm not going to let you in!"

Chen Jiaming and the other two attacked Lin Ruofeng, and the moment Lin Ruofeng received the ball, he felt a pain in his abdomen, and it was Chen Jiaming's knee on his stomach. The other two rushed up and pretended to grab the ball, and then hit Lin Ruofeng hard with their elbows on the back of the head, and Chen Jiaming took this opportunity to punch Lin Ruofeng in the left eye.

The other two pressed on Lin Ruofeng's calf with one kick, causing Lin Ruofeng to fall to the sidelines.

However, Lin Ruofeng turned around suddenly, facing upwards, and threw his hands at the top of the rebound.

Beep~!

The referee's whistle blows.

At the same time, the basketball flew up from behind the rebound and landed into the basket with incredible precision.

Whistle Ball!

The goal works!

And Lin Ruofeng fell heavily to the ground, blood flowed out of the back of his head, and a dizziness surged up his head, and when he closed his eyes, the score jumped suddenly.

93:94！

Team Lejia wins!

Roar!

At this moment, the audience was boiling.