v3 Chapter 117： Completely lost

Chapter 117 Completely Lost

"I admit that you don't give up when you die." Qingfeng Dahui finished and directly scored a dunk.

Lin Tianyao's depression was even worse when he saw it on the bench. He knew that his body was not allowed to do vigorous exercise. In order not to burden the injured leg, he was really stupid enough to let the other leg be injured. So now, he can only sit on the bench and cheer for the players on the court. Although the players on the field are backward, they are not discouraged and make people look more heated.

[No one gave up, everyone fought to the end, but the difference continued to expand without tears]

At the last second, Hei Zizhe also watched Qingfeng Dahui jump, throwing the ball into the basket easily. His eyes were unprecedentedly wide, his expression was unprecedented, and he was no longer calm.

At the end of the game, the audience sounded, although the audience were all shouting, but they had lost hope and interest in Cheng Rin. The bright red score on the scoreboard records the unending score.

Lin Tianyao looked intently at the game in the field. This time he was unable to save it. This time, even if he stayed in the game for a long time, he could not save it!

This Qingfeng Dahui is almost full of gold fingers, what BUFF plus Chengdu has, no one can defend, no one can win! I have obviously come to this world, why is this still the case, obviously I am the protagonist? ! System, you told me! What about the protagonist halo? ! Say everything is my Lord? ! If you lose like this, how can you say that there is a protagonist aura! Lin Tianyao's face was black with rage, and his fists were tight and not loose. Anyway, Lin Tianyao felt uncomfortable and angry.

One hundred and twelve, than fifty-five. Such a dazzling number, such a discouraging score!

[That day, we... thoroughly, lost]

Everyone else went to the assembly bow at the end of the game, and Hei Zizhe was still standing on the spot. He stared at the scoreboard for a few seconds, and then turned and followed. When meeting with Qingfeng Dahui, neither of them said anything, one left arrogantly, one left with black face and no expression.

Seeing such a scene in May, Mooi felt uncomfortable and wondered what to do.

Ryota Wase and Mataro Ramama stared at the court with solemn expressions, but nobody said anything.

Lin Tianyao was still sitting on the bench with a black face. He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his unwillingness poured out instantly.

"Double the score difference?!" Takao Hecheng looked at the score on the scoreboard and was amazed. "Tonghuang is too strong!" He said that he suddenly took the shoulder of his master and said, "Everyone lost It’s so miserable, we are not worse!"

Nobuyuki Kimura slammed Takao and Cheng behind his head, "What are you talking about! Stupid!"

"It hurts..." Takao Hecheng was beaten with a headache.

"It's not such a simple question. For Luma, Lin Tianyao and him are just too bad. But we can ask if we can stop Qingfeng... The trump card of "The Miracle Generation" is beyond common sense..." Daping Taijie's eyes stayed with Qingfeng Dahui's words.

"I'm going first, Wongse." After watching the game, Maoru Ramama knew that the result was like this, but still came to hold a little thought that Cheng Rin might be different, but the result was still lost, he also lost There is no reason to continue.

"So fast?!" Huang Setliang said doubtfully, "Aren't you shocked by this result?"

auzw.com "You are still worried that it's better to worry about sunspots." Shinma Omako turned around and said.

"Eh?" Huang Lailiang was so unknown.

"His basketball has absolutely no effect on Qingfeng, and he must be greatly stimulated mentally, and Cheng Rin is still a new team. The shadow of defeat tonight is not so easy to get rid of, I hope not to affect them in the next two games. That's fine." The last sentence of Mentaru Oma was looking at Lin Tianyao and his voice revealed a worry.

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"The first game was a big win!" Wakamatsu Takasuke shouted excitedly.

"I know, don't yell!" Jin Jixiang, who was originally planning to drink water, was so shouted by Wakamatsu Takasuke that she had no choice but to put down the glass.

"Huh..." Wakamatsu Takasuke whispered embarrassedly.

Reiko Aida still had a bad expression, and the entanglement in her heart had already been revealed on her face.

"I thought how good the team that defeated Xiu De could be. Ha ha ha ha, especially which eleventh one is called Heizi from? The last quarter played like SHI, and he didn't give up after the left. "Tonghuang's basketball team member said sarcastically, "How good it is to give up early!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Qingfeng Dahui grabbed his collar and smashed it on the closet storage box fiercely, and said fiercely, "Come quietly for me if I haven't played, and I will die!"

"Qingfeng! What are you doing! Let go!" Wakamatsu Takasuke said.

Qingfeng Dahui took the man's unwilling to let go, and then left directly unhappy.

"Suddenly what's wrong?" The member who spoke just coughed and said he thought he was going to be killed.

Taojing looked at Qingfeng Dahui's leaving back with a worried expression on his face, [Qingfeng Jun...]

On the other side, Seong Rin Lounge.

"Damn it!" Lin Tianyao punched on the closet storage box, everyone was attracted by his move, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere condensed in the air for a few minutes.

"Everyone, there are two games of the Mingcheng and Izumi Museum." Sayaka Ryoko said comfortably with one hand on his hips. His voice was very loud. Although it was so, the inspiration in the tone was deeper. "There is no time for frustration!" But after she finished, the restroom remained silent, and everyone was wondering what to do.

In the end, everyone left without saying anything, and finally Hei Zizhe was still sitting on the bench alone.

"Now." Lin Tianyao's sudden voice made the Heizi Zhe who thought everyone had left also startled. "This may be our limit."

Lin Tianyao said, turning to look at Hei Zi Zhe Ye, but he didn't speak.

Just silence. ....