NBA: Kings of Los Angeles

“Awesome!”

“This bounce, no one!”

“Groove, can you grab a rebound from Davis’ head?”

“The opportunity for the Z team has come.”

“Attack!”

The commentator also shouted excitedly: “The opportunity of the Z team is here!” ”

“Yang Fan holds the ball to advance.”

“Will he choose to throw himself, or pass?”

“Owen is here, watch out!”

After taking the ball, Yang Fan advanced quickly, there was not much time left, Owen came to steal, but accidentally hit Yang Fan’s face with an arm, and suddenly Yang Fan covered his face, and the ball flew out.

The referee whistles, fouls.

In the next second, Yang Fan actually covered his head and lay on the ground, his expression very painful.

“What’s the situation?”

Following the live broadcast camera, I saw Yang Fan’s face dripping blood.

“Why is it bleeding?”

“Groove? Owen, you’re too ruthless, aren’t you? Dead hand? ”

“It won’t be to scrap Yang Fan, right?”

“If you can’t play it, you will kill it?”

Owen’s helpless stall hand said he didn’t mean to.

The slow-motion replay showed that Yang Fan was advancing at high speed with the ball, and Owen had been passed, but his hand was towards the basketball, and the ball was taken out, but it hit Yang Fan in the face.

It hurts to watch.

It seems to hit the eye right now.

“Yang Fan won’t be blinded, right?”

“Lying groove, isn’t that the end of the calf?”

Cheng Xiaoguo and Liu Feifei quickly stood up, if it weren’t for the security guards blocking them, they would really be able to rush down.

“Brother Yang Fan won’t be fine, right?”

Liu Feifei didn’t speak, staring at Yang Fan with a worried expression.

The team doctor rushed up and took Yang Fan’s hand, and blood kept dripping from Yang Fan’s face.

After simple treatment, Yang Fan only had an opening in his eyebrow bone, and did not hurt his face.

But constantly how the team doctor wiped the wound, the blood did not stop.

Because Yang Fan has been exercising vigorously, the blood flow is rapid, and the wound is not small, it is difficult to stop the bleeding.

The referee said that if the bleeding could not be stopped, he would change people.

It is impossible to wait indefinitely for Yang Fan’s treatment.

“Is there a quick way to stop the bleeding?” Yang Fan asked, he definitely can’t go back to the dressing room, there are only ten seconds left in the game, I’m afraid he won’t have a chance to come back when he goes back.

The team doctor said that if you want to stop the bleeding quickly, you must suture the wound.

“How about stitching it quickly?” Yang Fan said without hesitation.

“No, there’s no needle here,” the team doctor said.

“So what to do? You hurry up and think of a way, I don’t have time to go back to the dressing room now, he can’t wait for anyone for the game,” Yang Fan said anxiously.

The team doctor thought for a while and ran out, then took a stapler and said: “Use him to bind your wound, are you afraid of pain?” ”

“Come on!” Yang Fan said. There is no anesthesia now,” the team doctor said.

“Hurry up, there are so many”

Under the gaze of the audience, the team doctor directly fixed two nails at Yang Fan’s brow bone, and looked at everyone and frowned.” Bang bang! Two clicks directly done, Yang Fan didn’t even frown.

“Lying groove, it hurts to look at it?”

“Look at Yang Fan, he didn’t even wrinkle his brows, you hurt a six-cake?”

“Masters, pure masters!”

Cheng Xiao Ghost covered his eyes, not daring to look at it, this scene was too bloody.

Liu Feifei also looked at Yang Fan very worriedly, and fixed two nails on the eyebrow bone, it must be very painful, right?

Liu Feifei felt that her heart hurt as much as Yang Fan’s eyebrow bone.

After ordering, I put on gauze and tape, and quickly went on the field.

With just two free throws, the Z team could come back and overcome.

“Come on Team Z!”

“Come on Team Z!”

Under the cheers and thunder of the scene, Yang Fan walked to the free throw line.

“I don’t know if this injury can affect his hit rate!”

“I’m so worried, under this pressure, can Yang Fan still be punished steadily?”

Under the gaze of everyone.

The first penalty hit steadily.

The second penalty hit again steadily.

This small injury did not affect Yang Fan’s hit at all.

The Z team once again rallied the scoreline.

The score was 119 to 120.

At this time, Yang Fan cut 62 points.

The audience chanted.

With ten seconds remaining, Country M could only serve at the back.

“Defend!”

“Defend!”

Irving advanced quickly, after halftime, directly passed to Durant, Harden and Linenard alternately blocked, the ball passed into Harden’s hands, Yang Fan went over to make up for the defense, and Durant instantly, a hit pass, back into Durant’s hands again.

“It’s over!”

Durant made a three-step layup, and only Yi Jianlian was left in front of him.

Tomahawk split.

Yi Jianlian fought hard to defend, but in the end he was dunked and flew out, and while the ball was scored, he also suffered a foul.

Game time, with the last 3 seconds.

The fans of country Z covered their heads in disbelief.

The M national team is too strong.

In the end, I still lost!

Alas!

This ball Durant is really awesome, facing Yi Jianlian is a violent dunk.

After the goal, Durant raised his hands and celebrated the goal with his teammates.

The score was 121 to 120, and the M team led by one point and had a free throw opportunity.

There were three seconds left for the Z team, and there was no timeout, only a serve in the backcourt.

The faces of the fans of country Z are full of disappointment, fighting hard, is it better to lose?

Yi Jianlian covered his head and sat there, feeling a thunderbolt on a sunny day as if it was smashing overhead, this ball was not prevented, and he didn’t stand up at all.

Yang Fan pulled Yi Jianlian over and said, “It’s okay, we still have time.” ”

Wang Zelin’s face was full of loss, and he said: “There are only three seconds left, we still serve at the back, there is no timeout, this time we lost.” ”

“I didn’t expect to work hard for a whole game, but in the end I still have to lose.”

“Alas!”

Everyone thought it was lost.

Yang Fan suddenly said coldly: “We still have time, we haven’t lost yet.” ”

“It’s only three seconds, and we can’t even get past the half,” Mr. Wang said.

“Although there are only three seconds left, as long as there is hope, we should work hard, even if there is one tenth of a second left, we cannot give up.”

“As long as there is a little hope, the flame in my heart will never be extinguished.”

“Come on!”

“Believe in yourself, we can.”

“Today, let those M people who look down on us see the tenacious fighting spirit of our Z people.”

Under the persuasion of Yang Fan, the eyes of everyone began to gradually burn with fire.

“Yes, there is still time for the game, although there is little hope, we must not give up, if we give up first, then there is really no chance.”

“Okay, last three seconds, let’s give it a go!”

Yi Jianlian went over to pick up the ball, and at the same time the four people quickly wanted to rush to the front court.

Now you have to catch the ball in front, and there is no time for dribbling in the past.

“Yang, it’s up to you!”

Say, Yi Jianlian threw the ball high.

The M national team saw the position of the ball and hurriedly came over to grab the ball, this is the last time, and it must be prevented. _

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