465: Chapter 465: Didn’t Hang, Did It?
465: Chapter 465: Didn’t Hang, Did It?
Shock, indescribable shock.
Damn it, Liao Fucheng’s most skilled move, displayed perfectly by Zhang Fan?
And, Liao Fucheng was actually sent flying?
Three meters away, directly knocked out of the court.
Just how immense must that strength be!
Looking at Zhang Fan’s not-so-bulky figure, a group of people were dumbstruck.
“So cool!”
“Ahhhh, so frickin’ awesome!”
A group of girls suddenly started screaming!
“Oh my god!
Liao Fucheng was sent flying out!”
“Damn, how fierce is Zhang Fan, they’re not even in the same weight class, alright!”
“Damn it, is Zhang Fan some kind of human Tyrannosaurus?”
“Shit, was Liao Fucheng killed by his charging ultimate skill?”
“Hahahaha, someone calculate the size of Liao Fucheng’s mental shadow!”
Cries of astonishment mixed with mocking laughter came one after another!
But the next moment, they were stunned again.
All he had to do was dunk the ball into the hoop to score, but Zhang Fan forcefully smashed the ball against the backboard.
Holy shit, a mistake?
Impossible!
Fuck, his hand was practically touching the rim, just a press downwards and it would have been a sure score.
What the hell does this mean?
Zhang Fan softly landed on the ground, his lips curling into an extremely cold smile.
“Want to play?
Fine, I’ll play along.
We’re not scoring today; today we play the bumping game, whoever chickens out is a wimp!”
Zhang Fan said coldly, glanced at Liao Fucheng lying on the ground, then turned and walked away.
Hearing his domineering voice, everyone held their breath.
Holy shit, Zhang Fan did that on purpose!
Intentionally not scoring, then continuing to play the bumping game with Liao Fucheng, can you believe it?
However, thinking about how Liao Fucheng was just sent flying, everyone’s teeth started to hurt.
Not scoring, just to keep bumping into you for fun!
Fuck, this is practically trampling on Liao Fucheng’s face!
Being beaten by an opponent with your own best move!
Feel sorry for Liao Fucheng!
“Damn it, who has the video of what just happened?
Anyone?” shouts kept ringing out.
“Hahaha, I got it.”
“I have it too!”
A group of girls shouted one after another.
“Girl, hand it over.”
“No way, unless you buy me a meal!”
“No problem, a six-yuan spicy hot pot!”
“***, dream on about getting lucky with me thirteen times!
Scram!”
“Stop messing around, girl, please share it, I want to keep it forever!” the guys started to plead tearfully.
Shit, no one expected things to turn this exciting, damn it, this video could definitely make it into the top ten of this year’s Tsinghua hot list!
“Alright, I’ll post it on the forum!” the girls said.
“Hurry up!”
Right away, a bunch of guys logged onto the forum, waiting for the video to go online!
Meanwhile on the field, Liao Fucheng staggered to his feet.
That bump almost made him lose his sense of direction.
Hearing Zhang Fan’s previous words, his eyes turned blood red.
Humiliation, such humiliation!
Seeing the thousands of people around, Liao Fucheng completely lost his reason.
“Come on!”
Liao Fucheng roared, then started dribbling the ball towards Zhang Fan.
Seeing the commotion on the court, people’s gazes turned over.
But soon, they started sneering.
Remembering the scene where Liao Fucheng tried to bump into Zhang Fan but got sent flying instead, everyone wore a look of pity on their faces.
Fuck, still trying to play tough with Zhang Fan?
Is his brain filled with water?
Soon, Liao Fucheng was flying again.
Watching this scene, a group of people just sneered coldly.
It was completely expected!
Seeing Liao Fucheng lying on the ground like a dead dog, the crowd quickly took out their phones to take photos.
“Click, click, click!”
The sound of the camera shutter was incessant.
Suddenly, Liao Fucheng’s photos spread like wildfire across Tsinghua.
“Holy shit, Liao Fucheng got taken down?”
“Who the hell is so fierce?
Seems like it happened on the basketball court?
Weren’t they playing basketball?”
“Damn, I’m touring Japan right now, don’t scare me.
I won’t be back at school for another week!”
“There’s a video on the forum, Liao Fucheng got brutally thrashed by Zhang Fan!”
Immediately, a group of people who hadn’t been at the scene opened up the school forum, and after watching the video, they were dumbfounded.
“Holy shit, Zhang Fan is so badass!”
“Did this guy take drugs or what!”
“I’ve been screwed over.
I’m heading to the court now.
Wait for me, brothers!”
“It’s my turn now, hehe,” Zhang Fan chuckled, holding the ball and standing just outside the three-point line.
“Hey, stop playing dead.
Hurry up,” Zhang Fan snapped coldly.
“Kid, I’m going to kill you!”
Liao Fucheng staggered to his feet and charged straight at Zhang Fan.
Being knocked down repeatedly had completely robbed him of his reason!
The surrounding crowd was startled by Liao Fucheng’s roaring.
Fuck, has this guy gone mad?
Bloody hell, he’s starting a fight?
A few people who had been flung aside by Zhang Fan the day before watched Liao Fucheng with cold eyes.
Idiot, still daring to fight Zhang Fan, you’re seeking death!
“Heh, not playing basketball anymore, you want to fight, huh?” Zhang Fan dropped the ball, reached out his hand, and grabbed the arm Liao Fucheng swung at him, giving it a gentle twist.
The Bone Separation Hand was instantly employed!
Crack!
Zhang Fan dislocated Liao Fucheng’s arm on the spot.
The next moment, Zhang Fan lifted his leg and aimed a kick right at Liao Fucheng’s chest.
Crack!
A bone-crushing sound came from Liao Fucheng’s chest.
The next thing Liao Fucheng knew, his body flew out directly as if he’d been shot out of a cannon, hurtling toward the backboard.
“Bang!”
“Smack!”
Liao Fucheng’s body smashed into the backboard and then fell to the ground.
Watching this, countless people at the scene gasped in shock.
Fuck, kicked onto the backboard?
Dammit, Liao Fucheng must weigh at least 170 pounds, right?
And besides, this was at the three-point line.
From such a distance, is this some kind of dream?
Suddenly, countless people began rubbing their eyes.
Even Li Liang did the same!
After a moment, Li Liang abruptly stood up and hurried over to Liao Fucheng.
Fuck, this isn’t a dream!
Being kicked so far and high, damn it, what if this turns into a homicide?
“Quick, get someone here, call for help!” Li Liang shouted.
“Old Li, what’s the panic?
He won’t die!” Zhang Fan said indifferently.
Li Liang’s eyes widened as he looked at the shrugging Zhang Fan.
At that moment, he truly wished he could stab himself!
Dammit, he had arrived too late to prevent it!
Dog’s fate, this Zhang Fan is not someone to rest easy with.
He really questioned if his brain had been waterlogged at that moment, bothering to play along with Zhang Fan!
“Had to start a fight, dammit, I was hoping to see him kneeling.
Seems like we’ll have to wait until he’s healed,” Zhang Fan sighed and then turned, patting Gao Qi’s shoulder, “Let’s go.
We’ll eat dinner together tonight!”
Gao Qi nodded bewilderedly, “Okay!”
However, his eyes were fixed on Liao Fucheng.
This guy, he’s not dead, is he?
Yet, the surrounding crowd exploded again.
“Grass, grass, grass, I’m going crazy, who has the video, who has the video?”
“Damn, where’s your phone?”
“Forgot it, man!”
“Get lost, lost, lost.
No video because you didn’t record, whose fault is that?”