Chapter 252: Who Were Afraid of in a Fight (4)

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He was ready to take the ball under the basket as soon as the last movement shook the real person in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Victory is his.

Swinging with his left foot to the right, he rushed to the side slightly with the ball, and soon he was going to shake Ouyang Qingfeng, swing his legs, and get up.

Ouyang Qingfeng raised his head, his eyes slammed.

A flash of light flashed.

Ameron didn't care, and continued to sweep his legs and shoot the basket, he knew that at this moment, even if Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes to defend himself, it would be too late, because he had already made all the preparations.

This goal is bound to be won.

Merely......

He swung his leg into the air, and the football at his feet was gone.

It's gone.

Ouyang Qingfeng stood behind Ameron and stepped on the football and was quickly netting the goal, what he had to do was to pick the ball off the basket before Ameron could fully react.

Ameron was just stunned for a moment, just for a moment.

It doesn't take more than 2 seconds.

2 seconds, for Ouyang Qingfeng, is enough! He has every chance to pick up the goal, after all, this kind of picking the ball and landing the basket is not a difficult thing for him.

He didn't have much to move, and after Ameron, he took the ball towards the midfield, and it looked like he was about to reach the midfield line, and this position was the most comfortable position for him. Even if he doesn't score, he still has time and opportunity to make up shots, so this place is the first place for him to shoot all the time in the past few games.

Some gamblers had followed Ouyang Qingfeng several times, and he had basically seen his games, and when he slowed down at the halfway line, they seemed to remember something.

Not all the goals in the previous games were in this position.

"No!" Ameron quickly rushed towards Ouyang Qingfeng, he wanted to stop the ball.

His speed almost burst out of 100% strength after activating his potential, but it was still a little bit worse. He reached out to pull Ouyang Qingfeng, but he had already stepped out.

Cameron's eyes were white, and he saw only a teenager kick out in front of his eyes, and as he swung, the ball under his feet flew towards a whiter distance.

It was a glaring place, and he couldn't see where the basket was at the white end, but he could clearly feel that the direction the ball was flying was the basket.

It was an instinct, an instinct that is also an attacking player.

Swish.

A crisp sound, like a hollow ball thrown by those kings in the NBA, with no intention of being matched, fell steadily into the basket and crossed the net belt to make a very moving and pleasant sound.

Even though the casino was noisy, everyone heard it.

One ball!

The corners of his mouth were raised, it was the first time he felt like this victory, he gasped, his chest heaved violently, and although it was only one goal, he felt that this was the last one.

The next plot began to reverse, Ameron is a person who cares a lot about personal gains and losses, he doesn't know why he was taken away by Ouyang Qingfeng just now, and he didn't think about what happened to that light just now, anyway, what he has to do now is to recover the score and completely crush this oriental boy.

The crazy tiger is the most terrifying.

At this time, Ameron was like a crazy tiger all the time, maybe it was the stimulation of hg72, his whole body became a little red, his face was steaming, and his eyes were glaring, as if telling everyone present that he was determined to win the next goal.

Swinging one after another, his body was like a pendulum, Ouyang Qingfeng had no way to defend at all, suddenly he changed to cut inward, directly brought the ball to the three-point line, hooked the ball back, threw the ball directly in front of him, swung his right foot, did not discuss with the gambler, and hit the net very abruptly.

This ball is a stroke of genius.

The possession of the next ball was still at Cameron's feet, he didn't be polite to Ouyang Qingfeng anymore, three times five divided by two directly with the ball away, Ouyang Qingfeng was close to him, but he found that he couldn't keep up with his speed, and couldn't help frowning, "Damn, is this one hundred and two percent strength?"

Suppress!

Totally suppressed!

Is this what your 120% strength looks like?

Ameron scored another point, but in just thirty seconds, the situation had completely changed, and those gamblers had not yet come out of the joy of Ouyang Qingfeng winning a goal, and they were smashed by the huge blow of Amaron's two goals in a row.

"No! no!" an old man knelt in front of his seat as if he was about to cry, and he grabbed his hair.

"No, little man, don't be scoring!

"That Oriental boy, what are you doing, why are you being scored in a row!"

"Damn foreigners, did you collude on purpose, did you lose on purpose?" a red-haired gambler scolded, "Damn Oriental, if you lose, I'll let your chrysanthemum be ****." ”

"Stand up!

"Quick!"

I don't know why, these cheering for Ouyang Qingfeng have become cheering for him in Amiron's opinion, he is even more excited, more hot, and can't wait to tear off his shirt again now and then show his strong muscles and fight with Ouyang Qingfeng.

It sounds weird, but that's what Ameron thinks.

"Come again!" Ouyang Qingfeng slapped his hands on the ground, and his body slammed up, "Fight!"

The two lit the flames of war again, and this time the flames burned more vigorously and fiercely than before.

Because Ameron was only one goal away, and Ouyang also knew that he still had a chance to score, if Amelon won this goal first, he would lose, so he almost fought for milk at this moment.

Ibusoya's face was very bad.

Although through the LCD screen, he could clearly feel that Ouyang Qingfeng's physical strength and state were declining, he used to be an athlete, and he knew what kind of consequences would come in this state.

"This can't be, it's impossible for hg72 to last for so long, it's only been fifty minutes now, and there's still ten minutes to go, and the effect can't just stop now!" Ibusoya walked up and down there, walking around, "Damn, what's going on with this guy?"

Ibusouya began to worry and get anxious.

If Ouyang Qingfeng has exhausted all his strength this time, no matter whether he wins or loses, almost no one will press him in the next game, everyone knows that he is not a god, he is also a human being, and if he is a human being, he will be tired, and now he has used up all his strength, what advantage will he have in the next game to fight with a person who has not yet competed, in this way, how can he realize the plan of eating all the shorts in the last round.

"Moralette, the plan has changed, come over with someone who is outstanding but has been arranged by you to lose!" Ibosoya said to Moralete on the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"He can't bear it, if it weren't for sending a person who often loses, this round, we don't think there will be a way to eat the money of these insatiable gamblers. ”

"Okay!" Moralette smiled, "This person in the past has always been like this, needless to say, the strength is needless to say, and I lost the game in the dark, so he is my biggest trump card!" (To be continued.) )