Wang Tu Baye

Chapter 55 Intermission
The entire stadium suddenly fell silent, thousands of people were silent, everyone could hear their own heartbeat, and occasionally a woman's low cry could be heard, and everyone seemed to be immobilized and did not dare to breathe out.

The deputy director on duty of the medical department of the Oracle Arena rushed over with a group of people and a stretcher. As he approached, he suddenly saw a familiar face and couldn't help shouting: "Uh, boss, you"

Verus quickly waved his hand to signal, and everyone stood aside in solemn silence. After a while, the girl Shirley who was lying on the ground suddenly "coughed" and spit out a mouthful of blood. , Rest and rest, it’s okay.”

A group of people hurriedly and carefully transferred the girl to the stretcher, and quickly sent it to the players' lounge. Didn't you see the big boss here?
When not to perform at this time, everyone would like to hurt a few more talents, so that they can show their dedication and love for their jobs.

Verus stared at the perpetrator with sharp and piercing eyes. Thousands of eyes shot at the same person at the same time, that tall and strong center forward. Abnormally panicked, helpless, terrified, and frightened, he stood there dumbfounded and motionless.

The secretary of the principal of Dubei High School had already blended into the crowd and disappeared. The referee on duty saw a violent storm dissipating invisible, and then Shi Shiran stepped onto the field. One foul, common foul, no free throws, no malicious fouls, and no expulsion on the spot.

Immediately, the fans booed like a storm, no matter how the referee uttered, no one would let it go. If angry eyes could kill, the bald referee would have died tens of thousands of times.

Martin, the head coach of the Dubei High School basketball team, was also surprised. He swallowed and quickly called all the players back, including the center forward who was trembling with fright and kept his head down. It was obvious that the game could not go on for the time being.

The TV station director decisively cut off the live signal link in advance, and the TV picture transmission is always slower than the live broadcast, so all the viewers in front of the TV did not see the scene of the foul, only a pre-prepared advertisement continued. Loop repeats playback.

Verus had a gloomy complexion, his face as black as the bottom of a pot was boiling with anger, but he did not forget his duty, gathered all the players, and stood quietly in front of his bench, everyone was silent and speechless , standing there.

It took a long time for the boos to subside. The referee took out a handkerchief to wipe off the cold sweat on his head, and hurriedly blew his whistle to call for both teams to return to the field.

The head coach of Dubei High School, Martin, decisively replaced the tall center and sent another person on the field. If he dared to stir up the anger of the audience at this time, he didn't guarantee that there would be reckless and impulsive fans rushing down to tear up that kid.

Verus looked around at the players around him, pointed to the most impulsive guy held by him, and said slowly and coldly: "You go up, you five go up, you lose on the field, you die on the field." Under the basket, Shirley is watching you from behind, don't let the girls compare."

Five thin and slender figures without hesitation returned to the field with neat steps, their eyes were full of anger, they released all their small universes, at least today, on this field, they vowed that they would not lose to anyone , any team.

The rest of the first half seemed meaningless, with no interest in fighting and unstable morale, but united efforts and bloody battles. The score at halftime was 65:69, and Rocky Mountain High School trailed by 4 points and entered the second half.

Rocky Mountain High School enjoyed the Warriors home locker room during the halftime break, which made a group of Dubei High School's proud people extremely dissatisfied and protested. They, the future pillars of the country, can only use a conference room as a temporary lounge, and even the visiting NBA team The locker room doesn't even give them, why give those poor ghosts such detached treatment.

The staff of the Oracle Arena looked at these guys in fresh clothes and angry horses with contempt, and said, "This is the one, use it if you like it, don't get out, go back and stay on the sidelines."

After saying that, they left in a hurry, leaving a group of rich people staring and helpless. The corner of Martin's mouth twitched slightly, and he shouted: "All players hurry in, there is still the second half, cheer me up." .”

Verus was the first to rush into the Warriors home locker room, and has been moved to the huge resting table at the end. Shirley has woken up, leaning on a locker box, except for her pale face and hair. There are still some blood stains on the skin, but nothing else can be seen.

Verus asked eagerly: "Master Hu, how is the situation?"

Hu Qingnang stood aside and said: "There is no internal injury, just rest for two days and it will be fine."

Verus nodded with a "hmm", turned his head and walked out, turned around three times and came to the other side of the players' tunnel. Hu Bayi was there, pointing to the men's room and nodding.

Verus quickly pushed the door and rushed in, Hu Bayi and Hu Tieyi immediately stepped forward to block the door of the men's room, and a loud "bang" was heard inside.

Verus grabbed the bald referee's collar tightly with both hands, and Fat Toutuo, who was leaning against the tile wall with his feet off the ground, struggled and screamed, but it was a pity that he broke his throat and it was useless.

Verus said slowly: "You must be very happy in your heart, but I'm not sure if you still have a chance to see the sunrise tomorrow. You have a life to make money, but you don't necessarily have a life to spend money. Do you think this is the reason? Woolen cloth!"

Limp on the ground, the bald head watched the tall figure leave in horror. He was sure that the man just now was definitely not joking, and he understood a lot, a lot, from the eyes.

(End of this chapter)