Chapter 130: The Negro Is Wounded
At this point, the black man wanted to take his hands back, but he didn't have the opportunity.
In the air, the basketball was already carrying a terrifying terrifying force at an extremely fast speed, and it was frantically heading towards his hands blocking the air.
Horror, horror, the terrifying and amazing momentum emanating from the basketball in the air made him feel terrified.
He, he's already regretted it.
He wanted to escape, he wanted to retract his hands, he wanted to fall back to the ground safely, but the rapidly moving basketball did not leave this time for her to retract his hands.
He could clearly feel that if his hands were hit by the rapidly moving basketball, something terrible would happen.
At this moment, he seemed to be a small praying mantis, holding his pair of extremely sharp and extremely fragile scythes, in the middle of a road, and in front of him there was a fast-moving train crashing towards him.
That's how he felt at this moment, as if he was standing in the middle of the road, an extremely small and fragile praying mantis, and the basketball was like a train in rapid motion.
And how can the mantis arm be successful?
The basketball came in an instant, and in an instant it moved to the position in front of the black man's hands and hit it directly.
Perhaps, it is more appropriate to say that the basketball runs over directly.
"Smack!"
The basketball hit the black man's palms, and the momentum was still undiminished, and in an instant, it slammed into the black man's palms and headed towards the position of the basket.
"Bang!"
The basketball landed accurately into the basket, slammed into the ground, and bounced off the clean surface.
At this time, the basketball court was extremely silent, no one on the court said a word, all of them opened their eyes wide, their mouths opened slightly, and they felt extremely surprised and shocked by the basketball thrown by Lin Tian.
In the audience, whether it was Seirin's side or the other side, they all looked at the basketball court with shocked faces, and even Ryota Kuse, Shintaro Midorima, and Daiki Aomine showed a lot of shock in their eyes.
"Xiao Lin Tian, is this your hidden hole card?"
"It's really, it's terrifying!"
Ryota Kase sat in his seat, his eyes constantly flashing with a different luster.
And Midorima Shintaro was lifting his frame, the ball thrown by Lin Tian just now really scared him, he had never seen such a terrifying ball, such a powerful ball, maybe this ball is difficult to stop even if it is the monster of Aomine Daiki!
Aomine Daiki was holding his hands in his arms at this time, and there was a faint smile on his face, as if he was becoming more and more interested in Lin Tian.
Daiki Aomine: He doesn't feel scared because his opponent is strong, he only feels bored because his opponent is too weak.
......
This ball is incomparably terrifying.
The silence in the basketball court, it only lasted for a short time, and the next moment there was an earth-shattering scream in the basketball court.
"Ahh My hands, my hands, my hands! ”
I saw that after the basketball fell into the basket accurately, after a few quick rebounds on the ground, the black man slowly landed.
As soon as he landed, he curled up directly with his body, put his palms in his arms, and trembled all over.
At this time, the black man's palms had become extremely red and purple after being crushed by Lin Tian's huge ball, and they seemed to swell a little in an instant, as if they had been hurt a lot.
"My hands, my hands, my hands hurt!"
"My hand doesn't feel anymore, he doesn't feel it, he doesn't feel it anymore!"
In the depths of the opponent's half, the black man fell directly to the ground, his body curled up and shaking violently, his face was flushed, and the green tendons on his neck kept squirming after the storm, and his whole body was constantly sweating.
Such a sharp pain hit the black man's mind directly, causing his eyes to turn red, and a large number of tears to accumulate in his eye sockets, as if they would flow out at any moment.
Pain, incomparably painful, at this moment his hands were as if they had been hammered with a hammer, and the pain at first gradually changed to not feeling anything.
Basketball accidents, and that's how it happened.
This game was temporarily stopped, and several people worked together to lift the black man on their side, although they usually looked at the black man a little unpleasantly, and felt that the black man was always a little self-righteous, but after all, he was a teammate, and he had to help if he could help him.
After carrying it down, he did an emergency treatment, and lay down on the chair as if he had lost all his strength.
At this time, the black man felt much better, although his hand was still extremely swollen, it was much better than at the beginning, the color of the bruise gradually faded, and the pain slowly disappeared.
In the Chengrin rest area, Lin Tian sat on a bench, half draped in a white scarf, and held a bottle of mineral water in his hand.
Squinting his eyes, Lin Tian looked at the black man lying on the chair in front of him, and there was no guilt for him in his eyes, and there was no helplessness for this matter.
As for guilt, why should we be guilty?
Is it because basketball hurts people? So you have to feel guilty?
Hehe, that's impossible, even if it causes harm to other people.
Besides, this is also a path that the black man chooses for himself, and he originally had that opportunity, but he didn't retract his hands, it's just his own doing!
So, it is not worthy of sympathy.
The game was only briefly paused, and soon the players from both sides were back on the basketball court, only this time the black man on the other side did not play again, and was unable to play due to a hand injury.
Just as the game restarted, Daiki Aomine, who was sitting in the audience, stood up from his position and looked at Momoi May next to him with a slight smile on his face.
"Little Peach, let's go!"
After speaking, he walked out of the basketball hall slowly.
And Momoi May, who was still thinking about watching the normal game, was helpless, so she could only chase after the position that Daiki Aomine left.
"Takao, we should almost be gone, there's nothing to see in this game."
"Although I didn't watch the whole game, my decision to come here to watch the game was not wrong, and there were some gains."
Immediately after Aomine Daiki's departure, Midorima Shintaro also walked out of the basketball hall with his coachman, holding a manga in his left hand and a wooden frog in his right hand.