Bloody Battle Four (Five)

Gao Yuan turned his head and looked at Yan Yufeng who was sitting far away on the locker room. His mouth moved, but he never said anything. After a long time, he sighed and turned his head to look at Han Dazhu who was moaning on the stretcher with everyone.

Wang Xuechao looked at the doctor nervously and stood up, and immediately asked, "Doctor, how is Dazhu injured?"

The doctor did not see Wang Xuechao, and said to his colleague who was still squatting there and checking: "You watch here, I'll call!"

Wang Xuechao was shocked, and everyone in the locker room suddenly changed. Shi Guang's body shook and asked, "Serious?"

"Seriously, the right leg bone may be broken, the chest cavity may have been bleeding, and the head may have a concussion. All of this needs to be confirmed after going to the hospital for examination, and the time cannot be taken off, so I will leave now!" The doctor said with a serious expression.

Wang Xuechao's face suddenly turned dead gray, and everyone's faces turned black, and his eyes couldn't help but throw themselves on Han Dazhu who was moaning unconsciously with his eyes closed.

"I don't know what you did, but in one game, I turned people into this way! Is this a fight or a game?" The doctor squatting next to Han Dazhu said angrily while checking Han Dazhu's situation.

Shi Guang was stunned for a long time, and finally realized, and said, "Let's go, doctor, I will call you 120 now!"

The doctor nodded and went out with Shi Guang.

All the team members became helpless and suddenly fell into death silence in the room.

"I'll fuck you, the 18th generation of ancestors of the Fourth Middle School!" Cao Tao suddenly shouted, then covered his face and squatted down against the wall.

No one scolded him or followed him or scolded him any more. Cao Tao and Han Dazhu were recognized as friends off the court. Now Han Dazhu is like this, and no one knows what to do, his mind is blank!

"Coach, what should we do now? Should we protest to the Sports Department by taking the strike? Stop fighting!" Qin Lan finally expressed her thoughts. No matter what, if she continues to fight like this, no one knows who will be injured!

Wang Xuechao's body trembled, his eyes swept across the players in the audience, and he didn't say anything.

Seeing that the coach did not respond, Qin Lan wanted to say something, but suddenly Yan Yufeng stood up and walked towards him.

Qin Lan looked at Yan Yufeng, who was expressionless, and walked in front of him in horror.

Yan Yufeng glanced at her and then Qin Lan immediately felt like the frost under the flames of the sun, and it suddenly turned into a human form.

"Get out of here, this is a man's place!" Yan Yufeng said to Qin Lan coldly without any emotion.

Qin Lan stood up slowly, not daring to look at Yan Yufeng, and whispered and tried hard to defend herself, saying, "I just `````````````````."

"I'll give you three seconds, I'll throw you out in person!" Yan Yufeng said without any emotion in his tone.

"Why are you doing this?" Qin Lan's strong personality suddenly jumped out and jumped up and shouted, but was carried away by Yan Yufeng and screamed in surprise.

"Bang!" Yan Yufeng threw Qin Lan out of the dressing room, closed the door, patted her hands and walked to the center of the room.

"Coach, arrange the tactics!" Yan Yufeng said.

Wang Xuechao suddenly stood up and glanced at everyone, but Weiwei didn't go to see Yan Yufeng and said, "I decided to strike and protest the '`````````` of some players and audiences in No. 4."

"Coach, please announce the roster!" Yan Yufeng interrupted and said calmly.

"Now are you a coach or I am a coach!" Wang Xuechao's voice suddenly became louder.

"You are the coach, I am the player!" Yan Yufeng stood in front of Wang Xuechao, raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Xuechao.

"Okay, I announce my decision and we will ````````````."

"Coach Wang Xuechao, please announce the roster!" Yan Yufeng suddenly shouted loudly.

Wang Xuechao's voice suddenly stopped and he stared at the 16-year-old boy in front of him.

"We are players, basketball players. As a player, since you choose basketball, you must respect basketball! Basketball is a sport of bravery. There is no retreat, only forward! If you choose to withdraw, it means you insulted basketball! If Dazhu can still play, I think he will go on the court and continue fighting without hesitation! All, coach, If you really like basketball, please fight with us!" Yan Yufeng stood there, standing straight, and said in a low and calm voice.

Looking back at the entire locker room, Wang Xuechao found that all the team members stood up, standing there like a warrior!

"Coach, please announce the roster!" everyone shouted in unison.

Wang Xuechao suddenly felt that his eyes were so hot that he couldn't stand it. Tears rolled out disobediently, and flowed down his cheeks without any shame.

"Okay, now I'll announce the roster!" Wang Xuechao didn't wipe his tears. He looked at the players and said in a choked voice.

"Cao Tao, Xiang Jie, Gao Yuan, Yan Yufeng, Zhai Yong, you start in the second half, pay attention to safety, prevent internal and external, try to play outside when attacking, Cao Tao, Xiang Jie pay attention to the frontcourt rebounds ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

Everyone was listening quietly, no one spoke, and the expression on their faces was calm, but if you saw their eyes, you would be surprised to find something flashing in their eyes.

Fire!

Raging anger!

"Belly```````````````!" The preparatory bell for the second half of the game rang.

"Okay! That's it, I'll repeat it again, be careful and keep calm. If there is any account, we'll talk about it when we go back!" Wang Xuechao clasped his hands and instructed.

"I understand, coach!" Yan Yufeng said first.

He turned his head and looked at everyone, saying, "Go on the court, brothers, for the honor of basketball and for our honor, let's fight! The brave are invincible!" Yan Yufeng shouted with his arms raised.

"The brave are invincible!" This is from the angry roar of a teenager who truly loves basketball!

Standing on the court, Yan Yufeng looked at the half-time of the fourth middle school with his waist and cold eyes.

Gao Yuan stood beside him and whispered: "Yan Yufeng, what are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything, I'll pass more balls later!" Yan Yufeng replied.

Gao Yuan turned his head and looked at Yan Yufeng's face that was still without any emotional fluctuations. He understood something in his heart and said, "Be careful, you are just injured!"

"I know!" Yan Yufeng said lightly, then walked away alone.

"Come on!" Yan Yufeng clenched his right hand into a fist and said to every team member.

Walking in front of Cao Tao, Yan Yufeng said, "Dazhu is watching you!"

Cao Tao's body trembled, and Yan Yufeng continued: "Release all your energy, I know you have this strength!"

"I understand!" The three simple words, but they make people feel trembling like fire.

He hugged Xiang Jie and Yan Yufeng said in his ear: "Pass the ball more to me, do you know where I will appear!"

Xiang Jie's body was shocked and he looked at Yan Yufeng's face so close.

Yan Yufeng's handsome face was so calm at this moment, only those eyes told him that his anger was stronger than anyone else.

"Just like I know where you will appear, you also understand where I will appear. Come on! Let's fight!" Yan Yufeng said lightly, patted Xiang Jie on the shoulder and walked away.

Liu Wei was a little worried. When he saw the center of the 12th Middle School fall to the ground due to injury, he felt nervous. He was not worried about the center of the 12th Middle School being injured, but about the possible strike of the 12th Middle School.

When he saw Yan Yufeng stepping into the field first, he couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Yan Yufeng, the 12th Middle School was led by the 12th Middle School.

"It's good to play, that's it! I hope nothing happens!" Liu Wei comforted himself.

Long Dahai in the stands looked at Yan Yufeng who was talking to the team members and pondered after a while, and said, "What are Yan Yufeng doing with him?"

"It should be saying something to calm your teammates down!" Huang Fei said suspiciously.

"Oh, look at this, it should be!" Long Dahai muttered.

"I hope he won't be hurt anymore!" This was Tang Chaohui's only idea. He didn't want to see such a strong opponent ruining him in such a game.

Mo Feng said nothing, his eyes flashing with a thoughtful look.

Chen Dingjun put down the telescope again with a little regret, and said to himself: "Why don't you understand yet? No. 4 Middle School is obviously going to work hard, why are you still doing it? You can protest the strike with the incident just now! Why are you so unexplained with the experience? The coach of No. 12 Middle School is so uneducated! Alas, I hope that No. 8 won't repeat the mistakes of the center just now!"

Wu Yang stood on the court, glanced at Yan Yufeng who was standing far away with a nervous look. At this moment, he didn't know why he suddenly became so uneasy in his heart. The eyes of No. 8 really made people feel scared. What did he want to do?

Wait and regret it! I want you to remember this day for the rest of your life!

Yan Yufeng's cold voice sounded in his ears again, Wu Yang shivered all over his body. Seeing this, Lie patted the captain and said, "Captain, ah!``````What are you?"

Wu Yang was startled by Lie's slap and actually jumped up. He turned to see Lie and felt relieved. He couldn't help but say angrily: "What's wrong with me? I'm nothing! Get ready for the game!"

Lie looked at the captain's terrified expression and couldn't help but be stunned. The captain had never been like this before. He couldn't help but look at the No. 8 standing in the distance, as if he had guessed something in his heart.

"Dou!" The referee finally blew the whistle of the third quarter game.

Wang Xuechao looked up at the scoreboard.

30 to 26.

The hard game is about to begin.

Wang Xuechao thought worriedly.

The unpredictable game is about to begin! Long Dahai looked at the field and thought to himself.

20 minutes full of expectations!

Mo Feng suddenly muttered to himself in a low voice

No one heard what Mo Feng said, and even Tang Chaohui, who was sitting next to him, watched the game that had begun intently.

Let's end it quickly! This is the only thought in Chen Dingjun's mind now.

It’s beginning! Fourth Middle School! Wait and enjoy it!

Yan Yufeng's face, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly sneered, a long-lost sneer!

(Please open your WINAMP and other music players in the following plot, choose an unusually explosive song and start to enjoy Yan Yufeng's crazy twenty minutes! Heart patients are strictly prohibited from listening and watching, and I am not responsible for any accidents!)

Zhai Yong serves, Yan Yufeng stands on the edge of the bottom line and waits for him.

"Get the ball!" Yan Yufeng stretched out his hand.

"Yeah," Zhai Yong was stunned and sent the ball to Yan Yufeng.
To be continued...