Qing Ben Jiaren how to attack

the day before the basketball game

It's a gloomy day, so gray that it's hard to see clearly.

The basketball players of No. [-] Middle School are training hard on the basketball court, skillfully grabbing the ball, passing the ball, and dunking.Every movement was perfectly coordinated, and everyone was sweating profusely, but they were tireless as if they had been on stimulants.

Captain Feng Yi clapped his hands, and immediately everyone stopped and turned their attention to him, "Take a break first, and train after Dong Zhineng comes." He waved his hands at the team members, indicating that they can rest on their own.

Meng Zifan sat on the periphery of the basketball court in every possible way, bored, because his leg was injured yesterday, and because of his excellent basketball skills, Feng Yi was not worried about Meng Zifan's skills at all.

Seeing that Meng Zifan was in a daze, Feng Yi patted him on the shoulder behind him mischievously, "Why hasn't Dong Zhineng come yet?"

Mencius Fan, who was distracted, suddenly patted his shoulder. If he didn't pay attention, he was suddenly frightened to the ground, and his posture was extremely unsightly.Holding the ground with one hand, he slowly got up and replied angrily, "How do I know?"

"You'll know if you make a phone call and ask." Bypassing Meng Zifan, he sat down on the seat next to him.There was an ambiguous look in the corner of his eyes that made Meng Zifan uncomfortable.Ever since he knew that Meng Zifan was having an affair with Qiao Cheng, the way he looked at Meng Zifan had obviously changed.

"Can't you fight by yourself?" As the captain, there is no reason not to know the cell phone numbers of his players, right?He is not the captain, and this kind of contact with the players is not within his scope of work.

"..." Feng Yi rolled his eyes at Meng Zifan. If he had his number on his phone, why would he ask Meng Zifan?Speaking of why he doesn't have Dong Zhineng's cell phone number, it's because they don't want to give it to him at all, how can he be blamed for this.

Meng Zifan knew that he had guessed right when he saw his expression. As the captain, he didn't have the contact information of the team members. It seems that he is not bad looking, why is his character so bad.He unhurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Dong Zhineng's number, but no one answered after a long time, just when Meng Zifan was about to hang up the phone.

After connecting, a vague voice came from the other end of the phone: "Help...help us."

"Lin Jun? Where are you?" He recognized that it was Dong Zhineng's best friend and follower. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very noisy. Dong Zhineng might have encountered something: "Tell me quickly."

"Shenghua..." Suddenly there was a piercing and sharp voice, and then there was the sound of objects falling, "Beep—" The phone was forcibly hung up.

"Damn it." Meng Zifan stuffed his phone into his pocket and ran to the parking lot.He took out his shiny motorcycle, put on his helmet, started the engine, and rushed out impatiently.

All the way soaring, even directly into Shenghua, ignoring the angry Shenghua doorman behind him, he stopped handsomely in a place where the crowd was commotion, took off his helmet, and jumped off the motorcycle.

Pushing aside the crowd in front and walking to the middle, I saw a boy with burgundy hair, fiercely grabbing the collar of the boy opposite him, his face full of disdain.And the boy on the opposite side seemed to have been beaten badly, with paint on his face in many places, and the blue T-shirt on his body was also in tatters, because the boy's face was so severely injured that he could hardly see his original appearance clearly. But Meng Zifan was very familiar with that outfit, it was Dong Zhineng.

The wine-red haired boy was surrounded by a few flamboyantly dressed boys, who were kicking a boy lying on the ground moaning in pain. After seeing the face of that person clearly, it was Lin Jun who reported to him.

When the burgundy-haired boy raised his fist and was about to hit Dong Zhineng in the face, Meng Zifan couldn't stand it any longer, and rushed forward to kick the burgundy hair away.

Everyone present was startled by this scene, they were all taken aback, they all looked at Meng Zifan in disbelief, wine-red hair, who was kicked to the ground by a sudden kick, one inadvertently kicked to the ground, clutching his painful stomach, eyes He stared in astonishment at the boy standing in front of Dong Zhineng. He was handsome, but it was courageous to save two people alone. He was really sure to deal with the six of them?

The five people who were still teaching the guy who didn't know what to do, saw their brothers being beaten, they all ran over to help, and punched Meng Zifan in a swarm. He still felt that he could handle it with ease, but then it became more and more difficult. One accidentally received a few punches on the back, gritted his teeth and swept his right leg backwards, and a boy fell in response to the situation.

"Hey, what's this for?" A joking voice came from the periphery of the crowd, and the crowd consciously made way for someone who came.This person is Wu Di, who did well in Shenghua High School, at least no one dared to touch him except Qiao Cheng.

"Hey, it's Qiu Chen." Wu Di walked up to the wine-red hair, who was very eye-catching, and said jokingly: "Why are you so free? Didn't the boss ask you to take a few brothers to buy lunch for the team members?" What are you doing here?"

"Brother Di." The boy who was named respectfully called Wu Di's name, and explained: "That kid wanted to pick on my cousin, but I bumped into him." He pointed at Dong Zhineng.Wu Di looked in the direction Qiu Chen pointed, and saw that handsome figure protecting the person behind him like a chicken: "Sister-in-law?"

"What sister-in-law?" Qiu Chen looked at Wu Di puzzled.

Wu Di bluntly gave Qiu Chen a shudder, and reprimanded: "Bullying my sister-in-law, do you want to die?"