But the Asians who appear today make Beasley feel strange, although he is also an inductive and invader, but he is directly joining the side to fight the invader. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sensory illusion of such an entry point left Beasley at a loss for how to define it. No matter what the strength of this Asian guy is, now that everyone is standing on the same front, let's work together.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Beasley regained his composure, and he said to his other teammates who were still suspicious, "He's right, if we keep playing like this, we'll have a chance." ”

As a long-time Belgian child, Dusche had no choice but to echo: "Then let's start work." ”

With Dusher's voice, the doubts of the second team were temporarily suppressed, but if the first team still scored easily in the next few rounds of defense, I am afraid it will lead to an even bigger rout.

Yan Yufeng knows this very well, but before that, there is a more important thing to do.

That's the score.

Only by getting the balance or even the lead on paper can it be possible to solve the psychological problem of self-doubt within the second team towards the first team.

Yan Yufeng came to the three-point line, his right side is Glenn who holds the ball at the top of the three-point line, and his left side is Dusche at the bottom of the three-point line arc, and the triangle formed with the three of them is Beasley standing in the elbow area, and Marrod is on the other side, responding.

Because of the position of the second team, the first team also had to concentrate the main defense here, which suddenly made the left half overcrowded. But even so, the second team was still unmoved, unless Yan Yufeng and Glenn switched positions, the first 23 seconds of the 30 seconds of the limited offense were wasted in pushing and squeezing.

Just when the first team was secretly happy that they could defend, Yan Yufeng, who was running without the ball, blocked Tannison behind him through Beasley, who ran out of the elbow area, with a block, Yan Yufeng was like a green dragon in shallow water, saying that his speed had increased by a few notches, and he ran to the inside line with murderous energy.

"Ball!" Yan Yufeng shouted to Glenn, who was holding the ball along the arc of the three-point line.

The basketball quickly rushed to Glenn's hand, because there were many people in the half, Glenn almost used all his strength, rubbed the ball with both hands, and came to a ground-hitting pass.

Between the bounce commands, the scoring opportunity passed in an instant, Yan Yufeng adjusted his pace slightly, and he was able to catch the basketball, but the high-speed spinning basketball was not so obedient, and it was separated from Yan Yufeng's hands almost instantly, but in the next moment, Yan Yufeng's hands suddenly shook and closed, and he controlled the basketball in his hands again.

As the action of receiving the ball was delayed, Yan Yufeng's originally accelerated body had to slow down again and again, and finally gave Theodore and Bach more time to react.

Yan Yufeng felt that his vision was almost covered by darkness, and four thick black arms could be seen waving from the corner of his eyebrows, and a long-lost emotion suddenly erupted in his chest.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng shouted violently, he didn't dodge Bach in front of him, and even more ignored Theodore, who could feel the gasp on his neck, slapped the basketball with one side of his right hand, and then caught the bouncing basketball with one hand, sandwiched it in the crook of his arm and chest, and with a coherent action of dribbling and catching the ball, Yan Yufeng jumped with both feet, took a big step forward, and hit the basket like a tiger.

Bach had already prepared for this, and he had a cold smile on his face, like a giant tower standing still, his hands outstretched, as long as he was ready to delay, the Asians would inevitably be slapped by Theodore's big hat behind him.

Theodore was just as Bach thought, he instead reduced his speed, pressed his center of gravity down, he closed his eyes, and waited intently for the moment when Yan Yufeng lifted the ball and jumped.

Yan Yufeng jumped up as scheduled, Bach sneered, and Theodore was also like a wolf firmly staring at his prey, bending his knees slightly, his hands outstretched, and pounced vertically.

But in the next second, Bach's sneer turned into a mistake, and Theodore's eyes showed a look of horror. No wonder they, although all this was exactly the same as they expected, they misestimated Yan Yufeng's physical fitness.

They didn't know Yan Yufeng's explosive physical fitness at all, and they had never tasted what the bitter fruit of letting Yan Yufeng, who rushed up, let him take two steps.

With the previous leap with the ball, this tiny space was enough for Yan Yufeng's legs to gain huge energy, and this kinetic energy exploded instantly under the soles of his feet, making him jump high almost at the moment of jumping, and the right hand that bent the ball in front of his arm, his wrist and fingers, firmly hooked the basketball, leading the whole body to take the lead and smash towards the basket behind Bach's open hands.

“**！” Assistant coach Colva, who was watching the game on the sidelines, witnessed this situation and couldn't help blurting out, and then looked at Yan Yufeng's extremely exposed face Bach, and his entire upper body was completely pressed against Bach.

Death Buckle!

It is by no means the first time that Bach has been detained, but it is really the first time that Yan Kong has been chopped and covered with face. I thought it was a little sheep, but I saw that it was a tiger when I got close, and the huge contrast made Bach speechless, coupled with Yan Yufeng's violent riding buckle, which made Bach's body fall completely as if it had been cut down.

Bach fell to the ground looking up at the ceiling, his hands still moving, open. He wanted to curse to vent, but found that he couldn't say a single letter.

A thought flashed through my mind: this time I was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Rolling his eyes, the starting center of the Coruss actually fainted.

After Yan Yufeng smashed Bach with one hand, the stadium fell into a deathly silence. Only the beeping sound of scratching the frame that can still be heard in a trance is left.

Yan Yufeng frowned, and his face changed greatly.

Because the moment he landed, he seemed to hear a snapping sound of his body, and then lightning and thunder, and he felt a pinprick sensation in his knees.

This stinging sensation was tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Yan Yufeng didn't dare to move at all, so everyone in the stadium watched the scene that the Asian guy behind Yan Buckle stood motionless next to Bach who fell to the ground.

"It's over!" Beasley had this thought in his heart, and before Theodore could react, Tennison hurriedly ran over and hugged Yan Yufeng.

Fortunately, Beasley appeared, and he hugged the stiff Yan Yufeng, allowing the latter to wake up from his trance. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, and he tried to move his feet, but the tingling sensation was gone.

It's as if the scene just now was just in a dream.

Frowning, Yan Yufeng's face was gloomy.

In Beasley's eyes, Yan Yufeng at this moment is like a violent beast, he is still not satisfied with overturning Bach, as the captain and an old player, Beasley feels that now is the time for him to contribute.

He patted Yan Yufeng's shoulder and tried his best to show a friendly smile: "Hey, I haven't asked your name yet, my name is Don Beasley, just call me Big T!" ”

Yan Yufeng was very grateful for Beasley's appearance, at least he hugged him to get rid of possible injuries, so he responded: "Hey, just call me Yan!" ”

"Yan might as well call you Bigy!" Beasley laughed.

"Yes!" Yan Yufeng didn't care, he was preoccupied, at this time, Tennison ran over violently, stretched out his hand to push Yan Yufeng, but was quickly blocked by Beasley's eyes, Tennison shouted: "Asian, are you looking for death?" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't respond, he saw that because of Tennison's impulse, everyone gathered around. From the ghosting of the human slit, he saw that the head coach actually turned around and walked out.

Then, he heard the voice of assistant coach Colva: "Little ghosts, if you feel full of physical strength, why don't we go to the playground outside and run a dozen laps?" ”

As he spoke, Colva smashed the assembled team members on the heads with a tactical board, and with such a violent way to open the way, Corva soon came to the center of the storm.

At this time, because of the noisy sound, Bach, who had fainted out of breath, had already woken up, and he sat on the ground, only to remember the previous scene of being humiliated by Yan Yufeng, Bach jumped up, and just happened to take a picture with Corva.

Although Bach was a head taller than Colva, this did not mean that Bach could do anything, on the contrary, Bach took two steps back like a frightened rabbit.

Corva looked Bach up and down and said, "It seems that there is nothing at all, so it's good." Then Corva looked at Yan Yufeng with a black face, and when he saw Yan Yufeng's expression, Corva became happy, and thought to himself: It's a murderous guy.

"The head coach has something to do temporarily, and today's confrontation between the first and second teams is temporarily over." Kova hadn't spoken yet, but when he saw everyone's stupid faces, he immediately raised his tone: "What, it seems that everyone is not having fun, the weather outside is so good, why don't you go out and pull down your physical fitness?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone flew away, and Beasley patted Yan Yufeng's shoulder to show his kindness, and then walked to the locker room.

Following him, Du She, Glenn also patted Yan Yufeng, and finally Marrod, his face was full of smiles: "With your performance in the past few minutes today, it is not impossible to start!" ”

Yan Yufeng shook his head indifferently, he didn't want to say anything else, his heart was full of worry, he didn't even return to the dressing room, hurriedly picked up the satchel placed on the first row of seats in the stands, and walked out.

Leaving a surprised Marrod in place, he looked suspicious.

ps: I came back, and if I didn't finish writing, I didn't have any children. Let's take a look, I hope the more I write, the more I like it. (To be continued.) )

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