Chapter 630: Go to your Allen 2, Chinese summer god

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The domineering voice runs through the audience.
Everyone can't believe their ears at all. Some people dare to provoke black feet, and they have to ride black feet at the free-throw line. This is too mad.
"Take your sister, you should be Jordan. I played basketball for eight years, and no one dared to dunk on my head."
"Mom, there is a kind of you who deduct one for Lao Tzu"
The black feet are full of fire, and the whole body is concentrated on the legs. According to the Qin dynasty, it is a sweeping leg.
Huh
The thousands of feet of the gods, mixed with the wind, rushing.
Mo said that it is two flesh-and-blood people's legs, that is, the robot and the wooden stakes have to be folded in half.
The heart of the audience once again mentioned the eyes of the blind
Is this handsome long-sleeved teenager abolished?
嘿嘿
Qin Lan smiled coldly, and there was no fear in his face. He was contemptuous.
boom
The black-legged Thunder's one leg squatted on the knees of Qin.
Ouch
The audience groaned and felt the pain of the heart
what
Just when everyone thought that Qin Qi’s leg was not playing, the black feet had already fallen to the ground with their legs, and they screamed like a pig.
"what"
"what's the situation"
Everyone is jealous. I have seen broken legs. I have never seen a kicker.
Everyone once again doubted their eyes.
Who is this who kicked?
"Mom, black feet, your mother is stunned again."
Zhang Zhixuan asked with a big eye.
"I, my legs."
Black feet holding his legs, full of cold sweat, burst into tears.
He never imagined that this leg swept out like a squat on the golden monkey's golden hoop.
That is a hard thing for his mother.
What is even more frightening is that he clearly felt that Qin Zhen’s leg had a huge anti-seismic force. This force penetrated into his leg and shattered every bone.
Just as the black feet screamed.
Qin Hao’s face was awe-inspiring, and he screamed:
Block me to die

But see him step forward two steps, the left foot stepped on the crotch of the black foot, the right foot by the head of the black foot, such as stepping on the ladder, the height of life is one foot high, the volley is a perfect seven hundred and twenty degrees. Big rotation, single hand ball, a big perfection in the air, according to the basket is a dunk
boom
Basket shock
Qin Yu’s arms were mad, and he screamed in the sky.
Oh my God
Everyone is stupid
Where is this flying man, it is simply a man of God.
The free-throw line jumps in place, and the air is 720 degrees.
I am afraid that those NBA slam dunks will see one by one, they will be ashamed.
Zhang Zhixuan, Di Fengyun and others have completely looked at them. They consider themselves to be streetball players and can vote for them. But in the face of beasts, Qin Qin is only a part of the admiration.
There was a thunderous thunder in the audience.
Of course, there are also bad luck.
Poor black feet, he did not know how many people's legs were abolished in his life, how many people's eggs were exploded.
Nowadays, since the bitter fruit has been tasted, the spine has been given a break to the Qin dynasty. In this life, let alone play, it is not bad to be able to take care of yourself.
"Cattle, cow"
Di Fengyun muttered.
"Hey brother, burst this group of bastards"
Wei Wei and others are also shouting.
"4 to 3, Villa No. 2 surpassed one point."
Wang Dahai was very excited to announce.
He has a hunch that the basketball squad of the sunset community is mainly changed.
"Old bus, is this kid superman possessed?"
"This is also too big for his mother."
Zhang Zhixuan returned to God, his hands rubbed his face and shouted.
"Zhang Shao does not panic, I see this kid is a good point, a bit hard, so the black feet only came."
"You score first, the next game, I personally defend him, I want his life."
The old bus is carrying hands and still very calm.
What Qin Lan showed was not enough to be linked to the master. He just did not make up the defense, and he was watching it carefully.
"it is good"
Zhang Zhixuan, like a wild dog, kicked a black foot on the ground and threatened to kill the whole family. He rushed the ducks to the shelves and called two helpers to make up five people.
"Cannon, then see you got it."
"Your grandfather, serve."
Zhang Zhizhen walked over to Wang Dahai. He took the ball without taking a good breath and took it to the bottom line.
This time it was their turn to attack, he personally served the gun, and then the gun passed back.
Qin Hao is not in a hurry, and Fu Yuqing retired to the three-point line.
For him, today is a fun.
I thought that when he was in high school, he was also a slap in the basketball court, but he didn’t want to abuse it. It’s not fun.
Zhang Zhixuan just passed the midfield and exchanged a look with the gun.
The gun is long and thin, not the main defense team. This guy has a killer, that is three points.
Allen II, Hua Xia Meng
Don't look at the small eyes, the feel is quite good. I once set a single-game miracle in the Youth Olympic team.
Every time Zhang Zhiyi goes out to play, he has to bring this goods, but generally it is not used.
The Shunfeng Bureau does not need this product, because it is too bad, only when it is against the wind, it will be on this big killer.
It is now one point behind.
Qin Hao looks like there are two brushes, Zhang Zhiyi can not use this killer ~EbookFREE.me~ two people look at each other, just after the middle line, from the three-point line and far away, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly put The ball was passed to the gun.
The gun was also unambiguous, took over the ball, and the corner of the mouth surfaced the cold smile of the stadium killer. "I met Laozi, you are unlucky, go to hell."
Then, a standard extreme shaking wrist, the ball dialed out from the soft fingertips.
"No, my brother, this kid is Allen II, a three-pointer pitcher."
Di Fengyun, who has been immersed in joy and excitement, has returned to God and screamed.
"Nothing"
Qin Xiaosen smiled, and the ghostly flashed out and vacated.
"Go to your Allen II, China Meng"
The gun only heard a sneer, and then a blue figure floated across the sky like a big bird, and then the big white palm was enlarged in front of him.
In the next moment, there was only the big hand that was covered in the sky.
boom
a hot blood cap
Basketball is like a volleyball. It is directly shot and flies out. It flies across the entire half, and it slams directly into the opposite basket.
Cangtian
I have nothing to say.
Cap three points
Is this goods still human?
"No one can score three points on my head."
Qin Yu ruthlessly left a sentence, just like the domineering from the gun over the past.
"you you"
The gun looked at the young man in the green shirt, and his heart was desperate.
"Don't play, don't play, I don't play basketball anymore."
The gun yelled and then cried out like a madman and rushed out of the court.
"Yay"
Di Fengyun and others rushed over, excitedly leaping into the Qin dynasty, all the way to the arm, side ears, all kinds of poss attracted a burst of cheers.
The posture is a hundred times more happy than his own goal.