"Beifu No. 1 Middle School Challenges the Capital of the King"

Such college basketball sports headlines have long been hung on the Wuhan college sports column, and the forums of major schools have also followed the trend to discuss, because the 32 into 16 game is not live broadcast and broadcast rights, all except for the basketball department of Beifu No. 1 Middle School to support the school, almost everyone is one-sided, Duan Yifei led the imperial capital will unreservedly trample on the home field of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

Four classes between classes.

Zhang Yuqi was collecting his homework, and the group behind him had already started a new round of discussion.

"Class leader, what do you think are the chances of our school winning this time?" Li Qin asked, looking unconfident.

"You're not talking nonsense, it's definitely 0 percent." Li Weiping said nonchalantly.

"It's also, after all, he was the king of last year, and his strength is extremely terrifying." Zhao Biao specially raised his tone.

Seeing that the discussion here was getting more and more intense, Zhang Yuqi unconsciously slowly moved away from this place, but Liu Xiyun pulled her ears back with a word.

"Why hasn't Zhong slut come to class for a few days?"

As soon as they asked this, everyone suddenly realized how the slut with a high sense of existence had disappeared for several days.

"Yes, since I was taken away by that handsome little white-faced guy, I haven't come back."

Little white face?

Handsome guy?

Zhang Yuqi wondered in her heart, but her ears still hadn't been withdrawn.

"It seems that the basketball team has no news of Zhong Jinyun."

Basketball team?

Zhong Jinyun?

Zhang Yuqi's heart became even more solemn.

yes, what's wrong with him?

……

The spring sunshine was just right, and at 9 o'clock, Zhong Jinyun was discharged from the hospital.

His injuries were still completely sealed by AND1 Lao Jin, and even the scholars didn't seem to know at all.

However, Zhong Jinyun didn't care very much, since he didn't even tell his own mother Zhong, it was obvious that he wouldn't let himself worry too much, so there was no need to be curious.

Now the family is still closed, and it must be a mess when I go home, and then the result is still like that, after all, I have been away from home for several days, and there is no information phone, it seems that I am still a rebellious son in their eyes.

Zhong Jinyun glanced at the rising sun, shook his head, and didn't think about it so much.

"What do you think?"

The scholar came from behind him and asked.

Zhong Jinyun turned around, didn't see Lao Jin, and was about to ask, but was blocked by the scholar.

"Lao Jin and Thousand Faces have something to do, and he asked me to take you back to AND1."

Zhong Jinyun was a little unhappy and said, "How can there be a thousand faces." ”

"There is no way, there are some things that must be solved by him." The scholar replied nonchalantly, and after speaking, he walked to the front and stopped a taxi.

Zhong Jinyun held his head in his hands and walked towards the car helplessly.

……

Iron cage stadium in the imperial capital.

The iron cage stadium in the early morning is usually sparsely populated, except for passers-by, there is hardly a person to be seen here, just like nightclubs and bars that have lost their protection at night, and have lost their upgrades during the day.

Syllable!

Swish!

But that doesn't mean there isn't a sound, and it doesn't mean that no one will practice here.

Job is.

As the ace inside center of the imperial capital, he is also a player of the top ten geniuses in Wuhan, with a proud height of 202, and he is accustomed to sweating here early in the morning.

However, his nature is very low-key, so there are basically no others present.

Swish!

Swish!

The sound of penetrating the net came very clearly, and Job was doing the most important lesson of daily training - three-point shooting.

As the only center with three-point shooting ability at the same level as a guard, this is his unparalleled ability, and it is also a capital to be proud of, and it is one of the reasons why others are timid.

While going back and forth from various angles outside the three-point line, I silently meditate on the number of shots and shots in my mind.

At the moment when he threw the last basketball, in an instant, a figure flashed next to him, like the wind, the sky was dark, like a ghost, and the speed was too psychedelic, like a ghost.

Z, z!

Intense grinding sound.

Kick, kick!

Accents rang out one after another.

Whizzing!

Gravity-defying leap.

Smack, smack!

A loud bang exploded in my ears.

Job's eyeballs, which are usually calm, exploded, and his mind was quickly blown blank by the scene in front of him.

Dressed in black, the mask covered almost all of his face, leaving only an eye that could not distinguish feelings, cold-blooded and ruthless, Job's eyes actually read so much from this person's eyes.

The man paced slowly, and Job followed his footsteps and unconsciously retreated.

This person is no more than 187 tall, and he has such a powerful aura.

A cold sweat broke out as Job retreated to the edge of the court.

The vocal cords rubbed together, and the momentum poured out.

"Come!"

The sound has an irresistible momentum.

Jobe returned to the court tremblingly, took the man's basketball, and suddenly found that his feet were uncontrollable.

Dithering!

Heads-up?

Job tentatively steadied his heels, slowly returning his gaze to the basketball, and then skimming to the frontcourt.

The man retreated, not hunched over, looking particularly casual.

Job took the ball into his arms, wiped the sweat off his eyes and forehead with his free hand, and quickly started while the sweat was clean.

Basketball, speak with strength!

While the man was not ready,

Straight pull-out jumper!

It's his forte, with his impressive height and excellent reach, and he basically jumps with a clear view, except for the basket.

Hum!

Even if you are a ghost, on the court, you have to surrender.

This is the temperament of our imperial capital,

A presence that defies everything!

Yikes!

Step on!!!

It was more intense than just now, just like the previous second when it was calm, and at this moment it stirred up a thousand waves and roared.

At that moment,

Job's thick arm felt an unprecedented pain, and the man's cold breath was like an invisible ice blade, separating his flesh and bones in an instant.

It hurts!

A rare bruise appeared on Job's face, and sweat poured out.

The eyes were on the man's most terrible sanction.

The man's eyes were like a bottomless pit that could take people's souls, cold and ruthless, giving people the most oppressive aura, and his eyes suddenly turned, as if to tell himself,

"You remember me!"

Syllable!!

The sound sounded louder, and Job felt that he had lost all his strength in an instant, and completely escaped into the endless darkness brought by the man's eyes, and every step was an abyss of horror.

There is only a little sentence left in my mind,

How is this possible!

……

"How is this possible!" Scar's usual roar.

"Lao Jin announced it, but now it is not open to the public." Jian Mei said.

Ano was silent beside him, and the man's name kept ringing in his ears, from beginning to end.

"Game of Death, he's not qualified, he's not qualified!" Scar is still venting, and endless anger is exploding.

Syllable!

Slam the door and get out!

……

Ah sneeze~

"How do I feel like someone is scolding me?" As soon as he entered the side door of AND1, Zhong Jinyun coughed.

"Let's go, let's go, Lao Jin asked you to go to the office." The scholar waved his hand and said, then turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Zhong Jinyun watched in amazement as the scholar went in the opposite direction.

"I've got something to do, you put your hoodie on, low-key." The scholar gave him a shout and disappeared around the corner.

Zhong Jinyun pouted and wondered, and was turning around when he was bumped into by a tall man in black clothes.

Suddenly, so familiar.

Zhong Jinyun felt that he had caught a glimpse of an unusually familiar face, but the moment he looked back, it was empty.

It's weird!