Chapter 87 Wen Zhiyan, I may be fired.

Wen Zhiyan looked at the alphas on the other side who were stronger and taller than ordinary alphas, and felt that this matter would not be so simple.

In the first half, although the five people on Jiang Lan's side suffered a small loss, they obviously failed to achieve Zhao Cheng's goal.

In the second half, they will definitely seize the opportunity to bully Jiang Lan.

He thought for a while and said: "Brother Lan, let me play in the second half."

Jiang Lan refused without thinking: "No, the team is all alphas, why are you joining in the fun?"

Wen Zhi said: " Maybe I am too."

"Then let's wait until you are ready. You can fight next year."

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes: "If I go up, they won't do anything to me. I will be responsible for stopping Zhao Cheng, and you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Lan's attitude was very firm: "I won't be free if you go. I want to Don't even think about it, what if they get crazy and bump into you?"

Moreover, Jiang Lan didn't even bother to use Wen Zhiyan to stop Zhao Cheng.

If he loses, he loses. He has no hope of beating Zhao Cheng. As long as he brings his teammates down from the court intact and adds enough obstacles to Zhao Cheng, he has already won.

Just when Wen Zhiyan was about to say something else, Xiao Bai said cheerfully:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it's okay. The opponent has five alphas, and we are also five alphas. Besides, we, Brother Lan, are the best, so it doesn't matter if we lose the game." Yes, just don't suffer."

Wen Zhiyan pursed his lips and said nothing. Jiang Lan slapped Xiaobai on the back of the neck: "Don't scream."

Xiaobai said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry . , smooth words."

Wen Zhiyan glanced at Jiang Lan and finally said: "Then be careful."

Jiang Lan said, "Don't worry."

At the beginning of the second half, the physical education teacher who was the referee was called away. At the scene, he handed his referee card and whistle to a junior student from the Physical Education College.

When Zhao Cheng saw this, he couldn't help but secretly sighed, "God help me."

As expected, the opponent's attacks were getting darker and darker. After Jiang Lan saw the person on his side being knocked out of the court by the opponent's force, Jiang Lan could no longer suppress his anger.

He retaliated with tooth and hit Zhao Cheng hard while grabbing the ball.

Although Jiang Lan didn't look as strong as Zhao Cheng, he couldn't hold back and exerted enough force, and he was strong enough. He directly knocked Zhao Cheng away as he was about to take off and fell to the ground hard.

Zhao Cheng was lying on the ground in an extremely ugly posture, with a long bloody mark on his elbow.

On the court, such an embarrassing posture is actually not uncommon. It is not the first time that Zhao Cheng has suffered such an injury, but it is different this time. It was Jiang Lan who hit him.

Wen Zhiyan was watching from a short distance away.

Zhao Cheng immediately became angry, stood up, waved his fist and rushed towards Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan had been guarding Zhao Cheng, and when he saw this, he slammed the basketball in his hand towards Zhao Cheng.

Everyone present was unconvinced, and everyone was holding back their anger. Seeing that Zhao Cheng and Jiang Lan had given up the game and started to fight, Xiaobai felt secretly happy. He took a running start and flew towards the alpha who had bumped into him before. foot.

The game was suspended and a melee broke out.

Zhao Cheng was hit on the head by a ball from Jiang Lan. He felt dizzy for a while. After regaining consciousness, he immediately rushed to Jiang Lan and started wrestling with him.

Jiang Lan blocked Zhao Cheng's fist, violently pulled Zhao Cheng over, pinched Zhao Cheng's neck, and punched him in the face.

The sports students who have been training all year round are obviously not comparable to the gangsters outside the school. Zhao Cheng also got angry and raised his leg to kick Jiang Lan hard.

The rest of the people on the other side also struggled with each other.

There were bursts of exclamations from the sidelines. The senior who received the referee's card did not dare to step forward rashly and stood on the sidelines whistling wildly. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

Jiang Lan was kicked hard by Zhao Cheng. Originally, he wanted to suppress his anger and subdue Zhao Cheng.

But Zhao Cheng was really mean. He made it his own fault and said,

"Jiang Lan, you are just a dog. You are a piece of shit whose father is dead. You are a waste who was born without a mother. A wild dog, what can you do if you like Wen Zhiyan?" "Do you think Wen Zhiyan will really like you?"

"You are not worthy of him. With your monthly living expenses, you can't even afford a dog."

There is no alpha at this age who is not impulsive. .

No one has ever made a fuss about Jiang Lan's father who died long ago.

Jiang Lan was poked into Zhao Cheng's weakness now, and he didn't care about Zhao Cheng's identity or whether he could settle the matter with money, so that he could not bear the consequences.

He turned over and pressed on Zhao Cheng, punching Zhao Cheng's hateful face hard.

Zhao Cheng was beaten and tried to resist but to no avail. He got angry and started spitting feces from his mouth when he couldn't beat him. He was disgusted by Jiang Lan and said:

"I tell you, Jiang Lan, if you can't kill me today, as long as I still have one breath, Sooner or later, Wen Zhiyan will be forced to beg for mercy from me like a bitch in heat! See if you poor guys can do anything to me!" When

Zhao Cheng said this, Jiang Lan was even more angry. , making Jiang Lan lose his mind in an instant, punching Zhao Cheng hard in the face one punch after another.

When people lose their minds, it doesn't matter what they do.

Jiang Lan's crazy beating of people scared the onlookers. Zhao Cheng was hit by Jiang Lan until his teeth began to loosen, and he felt that his mouth was full of blood.

When he felt dizzy and hallucinating, Zhao Cheng regretted his unscrupulous words and began to want to apologize.

Unfortunately, at this time, he was speechless.

Wen Zhiyan didn't hear what Zhao Cheng said to Jiang Lan. He originally thought that as long as Jiang Lan didn't suffer, it would be good for him to vent, but he didn't expect that Jiang Lan went crazy.

He was startled, and quickly ran into the stadium, hugged Jiang Lan's waist from behind, and shouted, "Jiang Lan, calm down!"

It is illegal for alpha to release a certain concentration of attack pheromones in public places.

But Zhao Cheng felt that he was about to be beaten to death by Jiang Lan, so he released the attack pheromones exclusive to Alpha regardless.

A strong smell of gunpowder erupted from the middle of the stadium, choking people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

Several alphas in the stadium whose pheromone levels were not as high as Zhao Cheng's had their glands tingling and their legs and feet softening.

The pheromones spread, and the people in the front row watching the game were also affected, holding their breath and retreating.

Despite this, a small number of omegas still fell to the ground softly.

If it were just a simple fight, these people would still be interested in watching the excitement.

But once an alpha starts to release pheromones, the situation immediately gets out of control. Except for the unaffected beta, all omegas and alphas begin to flee the scene.

Someone called the police, and someone contacted the teacher and the Student Security Office.

When Jiang Lan's gunpowder gas rushed into his nose, he subconsciously wanted to release pheromones, but Wen Zhiyan held the back of his neck.

Wen Zhiyan pressed his back and said to him:

"Jiang Lan, calm down, you can't release pheromones. He doesn't want a future, you have to."

Listening to Wen Zhiyan's voice, Jiang Lan's consciousness gradually returned. He gritted his teeth and put away his trembling fists. Looking at the pig's head with its mouth full of blood under him, he gasped.

Wen Zhiyan noticed that Jiang Lan was gradually calming down. He stood up straight, held Jiang Lan's wrist, pulled him up from the ground, hugged him tightly, and patted his back gently to comfort him.

Jiang Lan buried his face in Wen Zhiyan's neck, breathing in his familiar breath, and his Adam's apple moved. After a long time, his voice was trembling and he said to Wen Zhiyan:

"Wen Zhiyan, I might be fired. Apart from."