Son-in-law From Dark World

0This guy must be crazy. It's one thing for a man to be a basketball treasure, but he's a member of Lan Ling.    

    

Retreating on the spot was too cowardly, it was annoying just by looking at it.    

    

At this moment, Feng Feng walked over. Han Jiaojiao's face twitched as she took the initiative to walk over.    

    

Unexpectedly, Feng only nodded and smiled at him. Then, he turned around and walked towards Li Mengzhu.    

    

"Meng Zhu, long time no see. Are you alright?"    

    

When Li Mengzhu saw the peak, a hint of nervousness appeared on her face, making her look like a shy girl.    

    

After all, Peak's beauty was comparable to a model, and he had a good temperament that any girl would like.    

    

Even Han Jiaojiao took the initiative to go over, but her target was not her, so she just stood there, stomping her feet in anger.    

    

"Beautiful girl, can I have one or two more? Playing basketball is too tiring, I think it's best if I can stand here and shout a few times."    

    

Qin Feng's idea was very simple. Looking at Zhao Jun's posture, it was impossible to make him only stand on the spot. It was obvious that he was going to fight with his life on the line.    

    

But what right did he have to help someone he had just met?    

    

"Are you annoying? Be careful of me!"    

    

Han Jiaojiao was already in a bad mood. She almost went berserk, wishing that she could break this annoying guy's tendons and fracture his bones like a fly.    

    

Qin Feng twitched his mouth and had no choice but to ask another person. When they arrived in front of Li Mengzhu and Feng Jianmin, Qin Feng was completely ignorant and did not have good eyesight. He directly interrupted Feng Feiyun and asked: "Beautiful girl, is the cheering squad lacking a person? Can you include me?"    

    

Li Mengzhu was suddenly stunned and didn't know what was going on. She stared at Qin Feng not knowing what to say.    

    

With a cold expression, Feng Feiyun turned around and glared at him.    

    

"Who are you? Do you know how to interrupt others? Do you have no manners or manners?"    

    

After Qin Feng heard this, he waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Oh, then I'm sorry. Please continue. Hurry up and tell me. It's my turn."    

    

With that, Qin Feng took a step back and smiled.    

    

After hearing this, Feng Feng Feiyun wanted to hit him. He wanted to chat with Meng Zhu alone, but a young man suddenly barged in and openly eavesdropped from the side. How could he be so thick-skinned?    

    

"Scram!"    

    

No matter how magnanimous or how good a character one possessed, one could not help but be bold and boastful.    

    

Qin Feng looked and saw that this guy was angry. He was only telling him to scram.    

    

"Don't leave after school!"    

    

Qin Feng smiled and felt that his words were very impressive. His plan of joining the cheering squad was a failure. He could only turn around and walk towards Zhao Jun and the others.    

    

Chu Feng had never seen such a blank person. When he saw that the other party was actually walking towards Lan Ling's group, he revealed a disdainful smile.    

    

At this moment, a whistle sounded out. The two teams had already started to return to their positions. Feng Feiyun and Li Mengzhu waved to each other and then entered the arena.    

    

On Lan Ling's side, Zhao Jun was the leader while on the Fengzhou University side, the two were at the forefront. Accompanied by a whistle, the two of them jumped high into the air at the same time.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

His height was also an advantage. He had taken the ball away in an instant, and Zhao Jun also quickly defended himself.    

    

Suddenly, all of the team members in the stadium started to move, each of them looking for their own targets. The match began with a burst of heat, the peak swept across the entire stadium, and the fake moves became even more difficult to distinguish.    

    

"Peak!"    

    

"Victory!"    

    

"I say peak!"    

    

"Victory!"    

    

Han Jiaojiao took the initiative to bring out her emotions, extending her hand and shouting the name of the peak. Hundreds of people in the crowd shouted in unison.    

    

The starting goal of the match was to beat up Team Lan Ling. Zhao Jun sighed; he knew that Feng Li wasn't using his full strength to boost the team's morale.    

    

Thinking of this, he shouted to his teammates behind him, "Brothers, even if we lose, we have to show our vigor that belongs to our Lan Ling, and will not compromise!"    

    

As Zhao Jun finished his sentence, the group of team members all weakly nodded their heads.    

    

On the other side, on the other side of the mountain peak, everyone was howling like wolves.    

    

Under the sharp contrast, the difference in strength between the two sides instantly appeared.    

    

The originally ordinary Fengzhou team was now joined by the peak. Like a king of wolves, they trained a flock of sheep into wolves.    

    

After the second ball, Zhao Jun's side won the basketball control. However, they were blocked by the team from Fengzhou and were eventually taken away.    

    

The ball once again fell into Peak's hands, followed by a smooth scoring process.    

    

Ten minutes later, the Lanling University team had collapsed. Many of the team members didn't even have the chance to snatch the ball.    

    

Zhao Jun also knew that losing was inevitable, but he still worked hard. He couldn't lose too badly and be more dignified.    

    

However, he was unable to motivate others all by himself, so all his efforts were in vain.    

    

At this time, the end of the match had already been reached. Lan Ling had lost 0 points to 35 points and there was no longer any room for turning back.    

    

Suddenly, the peak controlled the ball and arrived in front of Zhao Jun. The two of them faced each other.    

    

"Bro, I don't want you to lose too badly. If you can break through the defense of Fengzhou, it will depend on your ability. Otherwise, you're not worth my attention!"    

    

Saying that, he directly threw the ball into Zhao Jun's hands.    

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Zhao Jun was stunned. This was an insult, but he couldn't throw it out.    

    

If they were to throw them out, not only would they lose their dignity, they would also lose the face of the entire team.    

    

He felt the need to charge once!    

    

However, facing the Fengzhou team, he truly felt powerless!    

    

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and saw Qin Feng, who was sitting on the middle field floor smoking a cigarette and bored out of his mind, and his eyes lit up.    

    

"Look, there's a big fool in Lan Ling. The whole audience is just sitting there smoking, haha!"    

    

Han Jiaojiao pointed at Qin Feng's figure as she spoke to Li Mengzhu with a smile.    

    

It wasn't just them, the crowd had long since seen it. From the beginning to the end, if the audience's focus was on the peak, another person that would arouse the curiosity of others would be Qin Feng.    

    

He never moved, just sat there like a scarecrow.    

    

It was like putting on an act, and now he was just sitting on the floor as a spectator.    

    

"Is that person here to make fun of us?"    

    

"Shame on me. Lan Ling has never fallen to such a state. It's so sad. Fortunately, I didn't join the basketball club before!"    

    

"That's right, that Four-Eyed Young man is trying to pull us all over!"    

    

The crowd burst into discussion.    

    

In the arena, Zhao Jun had already made his decision. He shouted at Jack, "Jack, it's your turn!"    

    

With that said, Zhao Jun threw the ball in his hand towards the center of the field under the astonished gazes of the crowd.    

    

Qin Feng had just lit up his cigarette and had barely smoked a few mouthfuls when trouble hit him. As impatient as he was, Qin Feng's face darkened when he heard Zhao Jun's words.    

    

What do you mean it's Qin Feng's turn to fight? What do you mean by throwing a basketball?