The audience was silent.

All that was left of the players in the stadium was a heavy gasp.

The audience outside the stadium only sighed in surprise.

Lore?

And it was also under the two-person bag, and the volley turned around and brushed three points empty!

After a few seconds of silence, the stadium erupted in deafening cheers.

The three-year class narrowly defeated the devil class! Lin Ze kills the devil class! The Prince of Records once again created a miracle, and Lin Ze once again brought the audience an amazing performance!

"Whew-" Han Xiaobao exhaled a breath of turbidity. "This kid is really invincible. You can score like this. If I were Ma Hao or the artillery defending Lin Ze, I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. ”

"It's a big pervert! How can there be such a tear of people's self-confidence! Wang Xi was heartbroken.

"This thing is not human at all!" Han Xiaoyi praised Lin Ze rarely.

"But we still won in the third year." Zhao Han turned his head and glanced at him. "Four-eyed boy, when can you have Lin Ze so stylish, the old lady will have a big-eyed son with you."

"I-" Eyes opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.

Ma Hao and the artillery's faces were hard to see to the extreme, and shame and loss welled up in their hearts. But in an instant, Ma Hao's face returned to calm, and he slowly walked towards Lin Ze, who fell on the edge, and stretched out his palm lightly.

This action was captured by the live audience, and the heart was uncontrollably pumping. What does Mahao want to do? Do you want to fight if you lose?

When many schoolgirls wanted to scold Ma Hao, they were shocked by Ma Hao's next move.

He stretched out his palm, handed it to Lin Ze, and said with sincerity: "You won, I am convinced of losing." ”

Lin Ze smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to shake him, and said something very pretending: "Basketball is a five-person sport, and it is our three-year class that wins." ”

The artillery also stepped forward at this time, shook his head and said, "Without you, the three-year class would have lost." It's you who wins, not every three years. With that, he stretched out his arm in good faith.

Lin Ze's left hand hadn't retracted yet, and he handed out his right hand again. And then he shook hands with the two leaders of the devil class in a very strange manner.

He wanted to say that you are not ashamed of losing to me. But if you think it's too pretentious, you just give up.

It's not that Lin Ze's ball skills are so good that no one can stop him. It's really because his physical fitness is not on the same level as these students. Ma Hao and the artillery lost to him, and there is really no need to lose at all. What Lin Ze experienced, they couldn't think of in their lives, and what Lin Ze did, they couldn't do in ten lifetimes. Losing to Lin Ze is really not wronged at all.

"Smoking?" Lin Ze boldly took out two Changbai Mountains and handed them to the pair of difficult brothers.

"Thank you, brother." Ma Hao and the artillery took the cigarette and lit it without fear.

They are the number one poor student in the devil's class, and smoking at school is completely stress-free, and smoking in class is also a rare and common thing.

Lin Ze is even more fearless, and Xia Shuzhu has smoked in his office more than once or twice. He lit a cigarette and spit out smoke with the two of them.

From a sworn enemy to a smoker, many onlookers were surprised. I don't understand why Ma Hao's cannon suddenly changed his surname? They are masters who have never shown favor to anyone, but this time they took the initiative to shake hands with Lin Ze and make peace. Was he also impressed by Lin Ze's personality charm?

Anyway, after this basketball game, Ma Hao and Artillery's attitude towards Lin Ze has changed. In other words, I was really impressed by Lin Ze's personality charm.

An opponent who is a little stronger than himself will not be convinced or willing. An opponent who is much stronger than himself is enough to gaze with a posture of looking up, and then he will not be able to continue to fight again. It's not a soft bone, it's a practitioner who is a junjie.

Li Jiancheng's face at this moment is not to mention how ugly it is, the people on the court were originally snubbed, and Ma Hao and the artillery's overtures to Lin Ze made Lin Ze even more in the limelight. Li Jiancheng, who has a small heart, is itchy with angry teeth, but he is helpless. I could only leave the court with a gloomy face.

The triennial class won. But Li Jiancheng thinks he has lost. Lost to Lin Ze, lost to Providence.

Lin Ze also returned to the rest area of the third class after smoking, and Han Xiaoyi also dispersed in a hurry and trotted back. After playing two basketball games, the first day of competition is basically over. Tomorrow's events include a 5,000-meter run, tug-of-war and basketball final. In the football game, there are only three classes that can form teams, so it will be the turn of the final tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After having dinner in the school cafeteria, I accompanied the Han family and my brother to drive home.

During the sports day, evening self-study is exempted. This is definitely a great blessing for the Han family sisters and brothers, but it is a great sadness for Lin Ze.

At school, the sisters and brothers couldn't drive Lin Ze. In the Han family, he can be used as a cow and a horse.

"I said beast, just to make you a milk pudding, do you want it to take so long?" Han Xiaoyi wore a floral short skirt and nestled on the sofa to watch the entertainment program, tilting her little head and saying coquettishly.

Lin Ze, who was busy in the kitchen, poked his head out and said with cream on his face: "Hey, I haven't made such a high-end dessert." Isn't this learning while reading a book? ”

"Useless guys." Han Xiaoyi opened a bag of potato chips and ate them slowly.

Lin Ze was in pain, sad, and sad. Why? I'm just here to be a bodyguard, why do I have to learn to make milk pudding? Is this thing delicious? It's sweet and greasy when you look at it. This dead girl eats sweets at night, and she is not afraid of fat.

After tossing for more than half an hour, Lin Ze finally figured out the trick, put the prepared milk pudding on the plate, put the spoon, threw the towel on his shoulder to wipe the sweat on the fireplace, and was about to go out when the phone rang.

"Brother Xiaolin, the memorial service is almost arranged, and it will be held at eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. I'm trying to get in touch with the brothers who are still there, and we'll have news tonight. ”

As soon as the phone was connected, Scar's explanation came from the other side.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Lin Ze dug up a piece of milk pudding and put it in his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly and said. "Don't be afraid to do it, don't be tied up."

Scar's eyes were ruddy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Knowing Brother Xiaolin, I have waited for three years for this day, and those brothers died so miserably, some of them can't even get their ashes back." This time, whatever they say, they will also hold a memorial service for them. ”

Scar hung up the phone and rubbed his reddened eyes, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

Three years ago, Scar was just a handyman at the Knife Society. Although he is an internal member, he has no status ability. So in the bloody battle that night, Scar was in charge of backup and did not fight on the front line. But that didn't mean he didn't know how tragic the night was. To this day, he still remembers the roars of those good brothers before they died.

"Avenge Brother Xiaolin!"

"Revenge—revenge!"

These two words pierced deeply into Scar's heart, and I will never forget the scene of that night in my life. One by one, the brothers who were like brothers and sisters died tragically and were killed by Qiao Ba's men! For Scar, if there is a chance, he is willing to throw away his small life in exchange for Qiao Ba's dog life!

That night, Knife will be removed from Qiao Ba's name. The disheartened Scar picked Zijin Road to start from the bottom, and climbed to the position of the big bastard of Zijin Flower when he met Lin Ze, he relied not only on his own strength, but also on some of the experience and methods taught to him by the brothers of the Little Knife Club back then.

It can be said that if the brothers of the Little Knife Club are still alive now, I'm afraid they are all at the level of big bastards in Huaxin City, right?

Scar poured a large sip of whiskey, looked out the window with slightly cloudy eyes, and muttered, "Brothers, Brother Xiaolin is back." Your revenge, Brother Xiaolin will definitely take revenge, rest in peace! ”

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"Beast, are you letting me eat what you have left?" Han Xiaoyi glanced at the plate and questioned Lin Ze.

This damn guy has been waiting for half an hour, and his belly is croaking when he waits, and he is only waiting for a small half bowl. Seeing the shiny brilliance on Lin Ze's mouth, it was obvious that he was stealing food in the kitchen.

"I saw that this milk pudding was bright in color and fragrant, so I couldn't help but taste it, who knew that my craftsmanship was so good, I was out of control, and I actually ate half of it before I realized that it was made for you." Lin Ze sat on the sofa next to him with a cigarette in his mouth and said very calmly. "You're not so stingy that I won't be happy with two bites, will you?"

"Have you used this spoon?" Han Xiaoyi asked tentatively.

"Nonsense." Lin Ze kept a straight face and spewed out a thick flue. "Am I that unhygienic? When did you see me messing with chopsticks and spoons? ”

Han Xiaoyi pursed her lips, took a bite of the pudding, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said, "The taste is okay, as for letting you blow the deliciousness of Chengren?" ”

"Green vegetables and turnips have their own love." Lin Ze answered and changed the channel casually.

After eating the pudding slowly, Han Xiaoyi sat on the sofa on his knees again, turned his head and asked, "Beast, let me take a look at the wound on your hand." ”

"What's wrong?" Lin Ze asked curiously.

"When I watched you shoot in the afternoon, I used my right hand to exert force, and my left hand was just holding the ball, for fear that you would be in the limelight at school today and tear your wounds."

"I'm not so weak, I'm almost fine." Lin Ze took off his gloves, tore the clean gauze again, and stretched out the slender but very rough palm in front of Han Xiaoyi. "Look, is it okay?"

The wound recovered very well under the treatment of the super expensive gold sore medicine given by Han Xiaoyi, and within a few days, the wound had healed, but there was still a three-centimeter-long scar on the palm, and the tender flesh turned outward, which still looked a little shocking.

Han Xiaoyi held his palm, his face was a little lonely, he couldn't help blowing a breath of heater, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Ze shook his head.

Han Xiaoyi turned over his palm and saw that there was also an identical scar on the back of his hand, and said cautiously: "I'll accompany you to Yanjing when it's May Day, and Daddy will know some surgeons and ask them to help you remove the scars on the back of your palm." ”

"What do you want to get rid of?" Lin Ze raised his eyebrows. "It's a symbol of my proud achievements."

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and get a knife, and you can cut a few more scars on your body." Han Xiaoyi said unhappily.

"How much it hurts—" Lin Ze was a little itchy by Han Xiaoyi's delicate fingers, and retracted his palm. "Don't worry, this injury is nothing, I'm here to protect your safety, not to trouble you."

"It's not a bother. I was going back to Yanjing during the May Day holiday. Han Xiaoyi's little ass moved a seat to Lin Ze and said shoulder to shoulder with him. You're so dedicated, I'll let Daddy give you a raise. As he spoke, his watery eyes secretly aimed at Lin Ze's side face.

"So good?" Lin Ze smiled, patted her slender shoulder casually, and said with emotion. "It seems that my efforts have not been in vain, but the salary increase will be waived, and I have only one request."

"What requirements? Just say! Han Xiaoyi said quite heroically.

"Those premium channels always show some old movies on a loop, and I'm a little tired of watching them. I want to open the remaining dozen or so paid channels, you should be okay, right? Lin Ze said very seriously. It's a long night, and it's painful to kill time without anything. ”

"-" The little warmth that Han Xiaoyi had just raised was destroyed by this beast in the blink of an eye, and said coldly. "Open it at your own expense! Go back to your room and sleep! ”

Han Xiaoyi, who was lying on the sofa and was looking upstairs, especially the little buttocks full of bullet surnames, twisted and twisted when she lifted her legs, not to mention how cute she was.

"Miss Han, I want to tell you something solemnly." Lin Ze rushed upstairs to Han Xiaoyi said lazily.

"What?" Han Xiaoyi turned her head with a straight face and stood on the stairs.

"Your ass is so charming." Lin Ze praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Want to touch it?" Han Xiaoyi's voice was a little frighteningly cold.

"I don't want to." Lin Ze saw that the eldest lady showed signs of turning her face, and shook his head resolutely. "I feel the wonder of the Creator purely from an artistic point of view."

"Simply your sister!" Han Xiaoyi was angry and scolded. "I also feel that your little elephant trunk is small and exquisite!"

"Hey, Han Xiaoyi, it's what you said if you don't hit someone in the face!" Lin Ze jumped like thunder.

"What's the matter?" Han Xiaoyi raised his arrogant little head.

"Your uncle-" Lin Ze was annoyed and angry, and rushed upstairs over the sofa.

Night.

Autumn nights.

The night is as cool as water.

The beast is not as good as the land, Lin Ze climbed upstairs like an animal, and went to Han Xiaoyi's boudoir.

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