The basketball court, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was stunned.

In this strange silence, a whisper from somewhere seemed particularly clear, reaching the ears of everyone present.

"Shooting isn't that difficult..."

After talking to herself, Yan Zhiyu looked at Ge Shao: "Oh, by the way, what were you talking about just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

Ge Shao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured, "No... No... How can this be... I must have seen it wrong! It must be like this!"

"Did I see it wrong?"

Yan Zhiyu tilted her head and picked up another basketball.

The hand rises and the ball falls.

The ball went into the basket again, and this time it was an empty basket.

Ge Shao's eyes widened even further.

In the following time, Yan Zhiyu continued to shoot, and every basketball was thrown into the basket with perfect accuracy. But she began to feel bored, and was not satisfied with the usual shooting, so she started to shoot in a fancy way.

Jump shot, one-handed shot, two-basketball shot...

In the end, he even walked straight to the edge of the basketball court, ready to shoot with his back to the basket!

Even though she had performed very well just now, it still made everyone gasp.

Such a long distance, and rear projection!

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The ball goes in again!

The audience burst into thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time!

"Fuck! Awesome! This is so awesome! In my entire life, this is the first time I've seen someone shoot a basketball from such a long distance! And it was a fucking back-up shot! Can humans do this? Does Yan Yihuan's sister have eyes on her back?"

"Excuse me, does the Yan family have any basketball-killing genes? Yan Yihuan is great, and his sister is so great!"

"Who just said that Yan Yihuan's sister lost? You changed your face so quickly!"

Suddenly, someone in the audience frowned and looked at Yan Zhiyu, muttering, "I still think that Sister Yan Yihuan looks very familiar. I seem to have seen her somewhere before? Where is it......"

After a while, his eyes widened.

"Wait, I remember now! Isn't that the actress Yan Zhiyu? Because she was wearing no makeup and loose sportswear, I didn't recognize her just now! She is actually Yan Yihuan's sister!"

"Oh my god, this is huge gossip!"

Yan Zhiyu didn't know that she had been recognized.

All her attention was on the basketball in her hand.

Having lived in the human world for a long time, she has a lot of experience in zombies.

In order to improve efficiency, in addition to close-range melee, she also uses primitive long-range weapons such as stones to attack. After all, stones are everywhere and easy to obtain.

As time went by, she became more proficient. Not only could she accurately chop open the zombie's head with a stone from a distance of dozens of meters, she could even hit the zombie's head with her back while running after determining its position!

Just like the flying kick on the board in "Please Hold My Hand", the zombie experience can be used flexibly.

Just imagine the basketball hoop as a zombie's head and things will become easy.

"Ge Shao——"

Yan Zhiyu picked up the basketball again and looked up at her brother's ugly enemy.

"This is the last one."

......

In the middle of the basketball court, a girl stood facing the wind.

When aiming at the basketball hoop, the look in her clear deer eyes changed instantly, and she tensed up like an eagle ready to kill its prey. The basketball was much bigger than her hand, but in her hand, it looked very well-behaved.

She moves very quickly.

No one saw clearly how she fired the ball, they only saw a beautiful parabola passing through the air.

It was just a basketball, but at this moment it had a thunderous momentum.

There was even a hint of murderous intent in it.

The audience's eyes were all following the movement of the basketball, but the man in the wheelchair was quietly looking at the slender figure.

The golden light of the sun fell on her, so full of life.

Like a pair of slender fingers entwined around the moist Buddhist beads, she unconsciously stroked the pair of unconscious legs.

My eyelids drooped, and I couldn't see the emotion in my eyes at this moment.

"...Uncle Wang, let's go."

......

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Finally, the last basketball fell to the ground.