Chapter 77: Bayonet sees red

　　 The Chinese team attacked.
　　 Zhu Fangyu gave Wang Hao a pick and roll.
　　 just blocked it, that was enough for Wang Hao to successfully throw off Gasol and rush into the inside.
　　 Gasol directly dropped Yao Ming and came back to make up for defense.
　　 At this time, Wang Hao had only the basket left in his eyes, and there was nothing else. As for the defender?
Ha ha! The defender never counts in Wang Hao's eyes.
　　 "I have been deducted twice and still have no face.". Looking at the little Gasol in front of him, Wang Hao thought.
　　 Gasol, whose eyes leaked fiercely, didn't seem to care about being detained by Wang Hao again. Still standing in front of Wang Hao.
　　 "Then let you remember more.".
　　 Wang Hao directly took off with all his strength.
　　 The defensive little Gasol also took off, but the height did not look like a blocker, it was more like a funny one.
　　 "No way."
　　 As soon as he touched Wang Hao, he felt bad.
　　 Looking at Little Gasol's hand directly like Wang Hao's head, Wang Hao realized that Little Gasol's ball came to someone.
　　 has been unavoidable. Wang Hao was not the one who suffered, so he directly raised the ball with one hand, and the other hand showed his elbow.
　　DUANG!!!
　　Wang Hao still dunked the ball, but he was kicked directly from the basket by Gasol. Gasol was also elbowed by Wang Hao and slipped out of the bottom line.
　　 Wang Hao, who was dragged off the basket, fell heavily to the ground again.
　　 "Blood, there is blood.". Someone shouted.
　　 "Whose?" Both players looked at their players.
　　 beep! beep! beep!
　　 The referee stopped the game again.
　　 looked at the two players who fell to the ground.
　　 "It belongs to Wang Hao, Wang Hao's eyes are broken.". Raising Wang Hao, Yao Ming finally saw the source of the blood on the ground.
　　 "Doctor, doctor.". Yao Ming shouted loudly.
　　 "I'm fine, Brother Yao, the skin injury, he is not lighter than me.". Wang Hao comforted.
　　 "Don't move around first, take a rest off the court, then leave it to me.". Yao Ming said.
　　 "Hurry up and stop the bleeding, don't delay the game.". Wang Hao directly spoke to the team doctor.
　　 "But you need stitches, the wound is too big." The doctor said.
　　 "The needle is not good, it's too slow. Think of another way.". Wang Hao urged in a bad tone.
　　 "Listen to the doctor's stitches.". Said the palace guide beside.
　　 "No, we are still behind." Wang Hao retorted.
　　 "Now what you need to care about is how to heal the injury, not the game on the court. You can rest here.". The palace guidance can not be rebutted.
　　 "I have time to rest after I retired."
　　 "I must play as soon as possible now.".
　　 "Use him, use him, and put a hemostatic bandage on me.". Wang Hao suddenly thought of something when he saw the stapler in the staff's hand.
　　 "No way, that's crazy, it will be infected.". The team doctor, Gong Gui, and the team members all persuaded.
　　 "If you don't come, I'll do it myself.". Wang Hao didn't listen to it at all, he would order the stapler as soon as he snatched it.
"Let me do it!". But Wang Hao's doctor still chose to give in.
　　 "Quickly, the coach replaces me.".
　　 There are 2 minutes left in the third quarter. The score 57:62 was 5 points behind the Chinese team.
　　 The Chinese team suspended.
　　 "Is it seriously injured?" Seeing that the wound had been covered by a hemostatic bandage, Yao Ming still asked.
　　 Yao Ming's question is good, and he completely opened the conversation. They all criticized Wang Hao.
　　 Yao Ming also understood the process of Wang Hao's treatment of the wound in the words of everyone.
　　 "It's too sloppy." He said so, but his eyes were still full of respect.
　　 "This kid is so stubborn, he has the blood of a Northeastern.". Yao Ming exclaimed in his heart.
　　 "I won't say much, look at Wang Hao, the youngest in the team, think about it yourself." Director Gong said to the team.
　　 The timeout ends.
Game start.
　　 The Chinese team has the ball.
　　Wang Hao who appeared on the stage, his eyes became sharper. If Wang Hao was a wolf before he was injured. So Wang Hao is now a lone wolf who has been hungry for a long time.
　　 "Okay, okay, a good man should turn the tide and help the building to fall.". Seeing Wang Hao playing at Dupi, Director Zhang said excitedly.
　　 "In the middle of the third quarter, if it weren't for Wang Hao's several offenses and defenses, I am afraid that the current Chinese team has fallen into the abyss.".
　　 "Fortunately, this injury does not affect Wang Hao's play. Let's see what she will do well.". Yu Jia had to suppress the blood in his heart at this moment, and explained rationally.
　　 "Give me the ball.". Watching Yao Ming who served from the bottom line, Wang Hao said directly.
　　 "This kid.". Yao Ming sent the ball directly to Wang Hao.
　　Wang Hao received the ball, but he moved fast by himself.
　　 Looking at Wang Hao who hasn't slowed down at all, the Spanish players can't help but think. "Is this going to be found on little Gasol?".
　　 Without warning, Wang Hao suddenly stopped outside the three-point line and shot a jumper directly.
　　唰! ! !
　　 The goal is scored. Score 60:62
　　 Wang Hao, who scored a goal, gestured a pistol with his hand and blew it before his mouth.
　　 That posture is like a sniper who completes a sniper mission.
　　 "Good job, try to overtake before the end of this section.". Yao Ming said.
　　Spain attack.
　　 Wang Hao once again became the "little padded jacket" of Gasol. The Spanish team took advantage of Yao Ming's slow movement and successfully played an anti-running match. Helpless Yao Ming can only look at the ball and sigh.
　　 The Chinese team attacked Yao Ming and once again sent the ball to Wang Hao, who opened his hands for the ball.
　　 Wang Hao quickly ran to the front court with the ball again. The Spanish team, unsure of Wang Hao's offensive routines, can only let Gasol wait for Wang Hao outside the three-point line.
　　 But Wang Hao once again shocked Spain's eyeballs. Just one step past the middle circle, Wang Hao stopped directly. Three pointers.
　　唰! ! !
　　 again in 63:64
　　 At this time, there are 19 seconds left in the game~EbookFREE.me~ Calderon holds the ball and controls the time.
　　 launched an attack with 7 seconds left.
　　 Faced with the defense of the Chinese players, Spain did not find a chance this time, and finally the ball passed to Calderon.
　　 Calderon can only make a hasty shot and strike iron.
　　 The third quarter ended. The score of 63:64 was only 1 point behind Spain. There is one game left, and the outcome is still unknown.
　　 "Defending in the fourth quarter, catching defense, you are tired and they are more tired. Try to push the fast break as little as possible.". Director Gong thought for a while and added: "Except Wang Hao."
　　 The tactical arrangement on the Spanish side is also similar. To this point in the game, it is a competition of perseverance, to see that the team can survive.
　　 "Huh!"
　　 "Huh!"
　　Wang Hao panted heavily in the chair.
　　 "If it doesn't work, come down and rest for a while.". Yao Ming said with concern.
　　 "No, I'm afraid it will be really boring when I come down, I can still stand it.". Wang Hao refused again.
　　 "Let me say a few words.". The palace guide drew everyone's attention.
"To be honest, I didn't expect that we would fight Spain to this point. But we did it. We won the best record in the history of the Chinese team. Even if we lose, we can still play in qualifying, and the highlight is 08 In the Olympic Games in front of our home in the year, I don’t think anyone wants to miss the opportunity to play at our door?".
　　 Gong Gui's remarks are mainly for Wang Hao and Yao Ming. I don't want them to fight too hard. If they get injured, the Olympic Games at the door of that house will be troublesome.
　　 The main purpose of this year's World Championships is to train soldiers. I did not expect to reach the top 8 after training.