Your uncle, if they didn't know the strength of Han Xu and others, they would really think that Han Xu and others were the shills invited by Zhang Fan and Ouyang Feng.

Is it so easy to steal the ball?

Is it so easy to block shots?

Are you pigs?

Don’t you know how to resist?

However, everything is of no use.

The score was refreshed crazily again.

71:20!

Zhong Tianchen, Lin Tao, and Su Haoran have completely become soy saucers at this time!

In fact, they didn't even touch the ball a few times.

It all became a performance by Zhang Fan and Ouyang Feng.

"Jiji! Last minute!"

The coach whistled and reminded.

"Hey!" Zhang Fan laughed again.

At the last minute, let yourself end the game.

Zhang Fan clapped his hands, Zhong Tianchen rolled his eyes and threw the ball over.

"Zhang Fan cannot be allowed to score the last goal!"

Han Xu was extremely angry.

Damn it, it's the last minute, we can't let Zhang Fan and the others score again.

Immediately, Han Xu and the other five stood in front of Zhang Fan like a wall.

An extremely weird smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, accelerated, and ran wildly with the ball.

"What is Zhang Fan going to do? Hit someone?"

"Damn it, no way, this guy is still trying to cause trouble in the last few dozen seconds?"

"This is Brother Fan in our hearts."

However, the group of people in the face-slapping group were already trembling.

What will Zhang Fan do in the last few dozen seconds?

Han Xu and others looked a little pale, but they had no intention of giving in.

However, just when they were fully prepared, Zhang Fan suddenly jumped up with the ball in his arms.

About one meter in front of them, they flew up as if they had been hit by a truck!

"Fuck, cheat, cheat!"

A group of people roared in shock.

Damn it, Zhang Fan jumped over the five Han Xu people blocking him?

Are you kidding me? Han Xu is about 1.9 meters tall.

Time seemed to have frozen, and the entire stadium was silent.

Everyone's eyes followed Zhang Fan's figure.

Close, close!

Zhang Fan's hands were almost close to the basket.

God, is this a leaping dunk?

This is still not a human being.

"Boom!"

Just when Zhang Fan put his hand on the basket, the entire basket collapsed.

The entire backboard seemed to have been sliced ​​off, and as Zhang Fan's body fell, it suddenly hit the ground.
Chapter completed!