Chapter 8 Chapter 7: The Priceless Home Run

"Fourth! Fourth! Fourth! Fourth..." The whole earth is shouting that the unknown, the strongest player of the earth team will come on stage. They have just witnessed the wonderful performance of the incredible Haimen and Yuzu, and now the terrifying fourth team that is about to appear on the stage does not know how powerful it will be! Suddenly, the entire stadium suddenly went dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. "What's going on? How could our advanced maglev court trip electricity?" The president was shocked, seeing a spotlight projecting sharply towards the exit of the ground team.

The Minister of Sports was puzzled and said: "Impossible, we don't have such an arrangement, it must be the ghosts of the earth people." He didn't know that the landlord had completely controlled the system operation of the entire stadium. A young man who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, wearing a blue sweater and blue jeans appeared under the spotlight, chewing bubble gum, putting his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his eyes extremely disdainful. After spitting out the chewing gum, countless sky cannons native to the earth suddenly exploded all over the sky, blasting out the four super bright characters of "".

All the audiences on Earth were infected by the momentum of this appearance. Although they didn't know this young man named Ha Bang, since his strength ranked first in the Earth team, he must have amazing accomplishments, so they applauded loudly and went crazy applaud. Ha Bang put his hands in his pockets and staggered to the strike zone before the lights on the court came back on. "Are you sure you don't want to take the bat?" Referee San Miaoxing kindly reminded him, handing over a big club made of Thunderbolt steel. Ha Bang glared at the referee, and the referee felt cold all over his body instantly, and unexpectedly knelt down involuntarily.

"Enough is enough, stand still!" The touch demon shouted loudly, and put on a throwing posture, the mitral muscles on his shoulders were raised high, gathering the explosive power of the touch ball at a speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour. Ha Bang turned his head slowly, looked fiercely at the touch demon, stretched out his left hand to pick up the hardest Thunderbolt steel bat in the universe, and hit the home plate under his feet casually. The body of the touch demon suddenly bounced upwards. Akagawa, Kindaichi, and Xiaomiao, who were focused on the game, also suddenly jumped up.

Pink Girl, Black Toothpaste, and Yizhi who were sitting on the scoreboard also bounced with a thud. The buttocks of the audience of 650,000 people left their seats at that moment. There was no sound. The oppressive sense of death condenses the air in the stadium. Ha Bang has no unnecessary actions, no redundant words, and no completely unnecessary intimidation. He dismissed the bent Thunderbolt steel bat contemptuously, and strode straight for first base. The touch demon swallowed dryly, his hands had never trembled like this before, and he even found it very difficult to breathe. When Ha Bang walked to the first base, the five first basemen dared not move rashly like plaster statues. Ha Bang was allowed to step on the bag while digging earwax. The first base judge also lowered his head and did not express any opinion at all.

At this time, there was still no sound in the audience, only the sound of Ha Bang's footsteps stepping on the second base bag. Then there's third base. Then it was a matter of course, logical, and a matter of course, and slowly walked back to home plate. "Home run... Hit..." San Miao star's home plate referee hesitatingly announced, wanting to quickly get rid of the atmosphere that suffocates all life in the universe. At this time, Ha Bang, who had just returned to the home plate, turned his back to him and said coldly: "You mean, a home run?" The home plate referee said tremblingly: "It's a beautiful home run!"

Ha Bang pointed at Haimen and Yuzu in the players' lounge, and said viciously, "You mean, my home run is the same thing as their home run?" The home plate umpire couldn't help crying. He didn't know what to do to avoid being killed. Should he say "this is a colorful, ghostly home run"? Gao Sai and Wang Guo, who were sitting in the players' lounge, had long been accustomed to their boss's style of king. Does a home run have comeback value?" The referee suddenly realized that although this kind of judgment completely lost his personality as a Samuel star, he noticed that the audience of 650,000 people, including the baseball star cheerleaders, were about to be suffocated by the invisible domineering pressure, so he shouted Announcing: "A magnificent home run worth seventy-nine runs! Eighty to eighty-one, Earth leads!"

The earth audience was stunned at first, then cheered and screamed in disbelief, and hugged wildly with the cheerleaders beside them, breaking the suffocating atmosphere. With the ostentation suitable for his status as an old man, Ha Bang snorted through his nostrils quite satisfied, and then waddled back to the lounge. The more than 200 baseball star players on the field were finally relieved, and they all squatted down and gasped vigorously, resenting that their team would be reversed by one blow. First there is the strange woman who refuses to play well but drags a big suitcase and smiles, then there is a giant man who turns a bat into an electric fan, then there is a slender penis that rolls the ball directly to the outside, and finally there is a thunderbolt steel ball A hooligan who intimidates the audience by hitting crookedly with a stick and grabs seventy-nine points.

At this time, the two hundred official players who had become famous for cheating realized that the "earth primitives" they were facing were definitely a terrifying high wall that was difficult to climb, an unprecedented 5A team of high and bad. And the people on the earth who watched the broadcast on the surface were also immersed in the joy of hugging each other and screaming in each other's ears. They, who did not feel the terrifying pressure released from Ha Bang on the spot, could not believe that this one did not exist at all. The "home run" hit is so valuable.

"That hooligan is so scary!" The black toothpaste touched his chest, opened his mouth wide and said, "I just thought I was going to die again." "It's so scary, our gangster is really the worst in the universe." The pink girl wanted to cry so much, she put her head in the black toothpaste's arms. The touch demon couldn't forgive himself why he didn't dare to throw the ball just now. Five minutes ago, he thought he was the most vicious hooligan king in the universe. "Come out with the next stick!" The touch demon roared, black arrogance emanating from his whole body.

Earth Team players lounge. A girl was crying surrounded by everyone, and kept repeating: "I don't dare to go up, erection, it's you, why don't you want to take a flying saucer for a ride, but...in the end, I want to play baseball with these stinky boys !" Erection squatted in front of the girl, rubbed the cold palms of the girl because of being too nervous, and said: "You must be able to do it! You look really good in the blue baseball jersey today. I'm sorry for not showing up, all the audience. Besides, in your eyes, that kind of birdie with a speed of only 400 kilometers per hour is just...just a ball!" Tingyu cried and said, "That ball is very fast, three or four hundred kilometers away! And didn't you see the introduction of the player on the board? He's called the Devil!" Haimen also joined the ranks of consolation, saying: "I have heard about your ability, maybe you are a hundred times stronger than me." Shangguan also put his arm around Tingyu's shoulders and said, "When it comes to your ability, you should actually be the pitcher. It's a foolproof trick that's absolutely impossible to compete with." Tingyu just cried all the time and kept crying. "Damn! Why are you crying!" Ha Bang slapped the wall heavily, he was very annoyed. Tingyu suddenly put away her tears and glared at Ha Bang: "Smelly man! Don't be afraid that I will turn you into a meat paste!" It was like a completely different person. The erection was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and hurriedly said: "Don't stir up meat sauce, go out and deal with the aliens!" Tingyu's face was extremely gloomy, and she looked like a ghost without makeup. She flicked her hair, walked out of the lounge, and came to the strike zone. "Another psychopath without a bat." With a bitter face, the referee handed Tingyu the thunderbolt steel bat that had just been bent by Harbin. Tingyu took over, and the stadium suddenly blew a gust of wind. "What kind of rotten bat is this?" Tingyu looked angrily at the bat that had almost turned into a horseshoe, but she didn't see that the touch demon had already raised his thick arm and aimed at her head. The body-touching demon shouted: "Whether you are a woman or a lunatic, go to hell!" He bent his body and threw it violently, and the ball with a speed of up to 450 kilometers per hour rushed towards Tingyu. He covered his eyes with an erection, barely daring to look. At a distance of forty meters, the fierce ball created a whirlwind. At a distance of 30 meters, the fierce ball scraped the turf below. At a distance of 20 meters, the fierce ball roared forward in the grass clippings and strong wind. At a distance of ten meters, the fierce ball sent out a deadly murderous aura in the fiercely colliding air wall. Five meters away. Five meters away. Five meters away? The ball actually disappeared out of thin air! "Ah?" The referee rubbed his eyes, looked at Tingyu casually, and waved the bent stick symbolically towards the empty air. "Where's the ball! Where's my ball!" The touch demon turned pale with fright. He had planned to see Tingyu being torn apart by his fierce ball, but now he saw Tingyu swing the stick seriously, and then started running towards first base. Suddenly, exclamations came from the interstellar gambler viewing area sitting between the east and west sides, and the three-dimensional display of the conference immediately appeared that a star who had scored 100 points in the exam was holding a weapon that was supposed to kill Tingyu. ball. "Ah? How is it possible? I was still holding the grilled sausage from the earthlings just now!" The star who had scored 100 points in the exam was taken aback, looking at the baseball that appeared in his hands inexplicably. There is also the mark of the meeting on the baseball. "A home run! Eighty to eighty-two! The ground team leads!" the umpire announced loudly, and the touch monster yelled in frustration. At this time, a figure passing by Tingyu who was returning to the lounge exchanged high-fives with Tingyu, muttering: "It is indeed within five meters of the storm, and five meters away as fragile as an eggshell." "Thank you." Every time Tingyu saw him, she would think of the broken glass on the table when she first met him. And those eyes, full of grief and anger, but also clearly visible justice. That figure was already standing in the strike zone, and the blue Tang suit was rustling. There are also no moves, and there are also no equipment. With the left hand clasped behind the back, the right arm is raised flat, with the palm facing outward. "There is something." The blue figure read softly, and the warm breeze blew slowly by his side. Shameful and angry, the touch demon raised his murderous arm, and encountered three batters who were unwilling to hold the bat properly. His emotions were on the verge of collapse, and his power also touched the potential that had never been explored. . "It's called justice." The blue figure continued to read. His eyes don't seem to be looking ahead, but are interfacing with memories. With the foot of the touch demon, the mound was immediately crushed by a huge force, and the unparalleled fierce ball was smashed out! "Four hundred and eighty-eight kilometers per hour! Break the record in the universe!" The baseball star coach shouted. "Kill him!" The president pressed his hands against the glass of the lounge with a hideous face. "Justice requires high-strength kung fu!" Hundreds of people suddenly stood up in the auditorium, and everyone clapped their chests and yelled this sentence together, each throat was filled with a thick and vigorous voice, Kindaichi was so startled that his eardrums almost burst. The ball is approaching! And the blue figure didn't move at all, but let the right palm naturally meet the violent ball. "Crash!" the blue figure shouted. The moment it touched the palm, the ball seemed to pause strangely. Then suddenly reflex! Surprised, as the ball came at an even more violent pace, the touchman crouched reflexively, allowing the ball to slice past his head. "Don't take it!" "Get down!" "I will die!" The ball passed through the heavily defended infield at the height of a person, and no one dared to catch the ball. In the end, the ball just hit the home run wall and penetrated into the wall. "Get the ball out! Assassinate him!" the baseball star coach yelled, and the two outfield shortstops quickly reached into the home run wall, trying to get the ball out, but the ball hit too deep and couldn't dig it out for a while. . "Run!" Erection yelled, and saw the figure swiftly moving towards the first base with strangely light steps. The five first basemen looked anxious like sumo wrestlers trying to hug Yuanzai. Seeing these ferocious spirits, Yuan Zi shouted with a childlike heart: "Ling Xiao draws footsteps!" His body was like a needle dodging left and right, and he passed through the tackles of five first basemen without even giving way. They get on. Ha Bang raised Erlang's legs and said disdainfully, "Shock fart, you should kick them up." Haimen shook his head and said: "This man is very kind, he is weak when he is strong, he is worthy of the demeanor of a warrior." Seeing that Yuanzi was close to the second base bag, the outfielders hadn't dug out the ball stuck in the home run wall. "Stop him!" The touch demon pointed at Yuan Zai and yelled in shame and indignation. A dozen baseball stars stood in front of Yuan Zai with bats and formed a formation. Musha. "Yijing swordsmanship!" Yuan Zai smiled, took out a key from his trouser pocket, and waved it casually, only to see the thunderbolt steel bats in the hands of the top ten warriors broke one by one, the ten people were shocked, and the clothes and pants on their bodies were broken. It was also split into thousands of gray butterflies by the invisible sword energy. Erected and praised: "What a special effect!" Tingyu clapped her hands: "What special effects? It's Ling Xiao faction's peerless martial arts!" The hundreds of men and women in the auditorium who shouted "justice requires high-strength kung fu" just now are even more excited at this moment, shouting together: "Master, come on! Master, come on!" It turns out that the seeds of justice sown by Yuan Zai have flourished over the years. . Yuan Tsai easily broke through the top ten warriors on second base, then puffed up his chest, and stepped on the heads of more than a dozen players holding third base with his feet in the air, without touching the ground. "It's too cheap!" The touch demon actually took out another ball from his pocket, and with black flames erupting from his whole body, he threw it at Yuanzi who was heading straight for the home plate, and the twenty infield shortstops also rushed forward. He stood in front of Yuanzi. Yuan Zi frowned slightly, handed over the key to his left hand, swiped from bottom to top, the sword qi slashed at the fast attacking ball, and his right palm fluttered among the shortstops at the same time. The ball cracked. More than twenty two-meter-tall giants fell into a mess like marbles. "Stop fighting! Yuanzi, run quickly! They got the ball out!" Ji Ji said anxiously, seeing the outfielder finally fish out the ball that hit the home run wall. "Don't worry." Yuan Zai smiled, striding towards the home plate like a child. The outfielder took out the ball and was about to pass it to the home plate to kill Yuan Zai, when he squeezed his hand tightly, the originally solid ball turned into loose pieces. "This..." The outfielder stared blankly at the chips in his hand, and raised his head. Yuan Zai had already stepped on home plate happily. The referee Samuel Xing announced vigorously: "80 to 83!" The audience burst into cheers again, not only saw his compatriots score another point, but also watched a splendid kung fu performance. "This person is really not simple. Those aliens are not opponents at all, and I also feel that he has a very kind aura. Kindaichi, you should get to know him." Akakawa watched Yuanzai enter the players' lounge. Jin Tian nodded. At this time, the Tiananmen Square below was insanely crazy. Apart from waving flags and shouting, gongs and drums were blaring, many people were crying and shouting that Chinese Kung Fu is good!Defeating the alien invasion really depends on the resistance of the Boxer Regiment of Great China! "The stunt of cutting off the stick just now is definitely the six-veined sword!" "Iron Palm Floats on Water, it turns out someone really did it! It really went to my heart!" "Gone with the wind! That's Lingbo Weibu!" "What do you know! That move is Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! The famous Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms of the Beggar Clan plus the one-armed nun's amazing moves!" However, at the home court of the New York Yankees, the Yankees who kept drinking beer and eating hot dogs were also brazen and drunkenly yelling. "The special effects of American movies finally come true! George Lucas is, yes!" "Hahahaha, the US military martial arts biochemical man has finally been successfully developed!" "That action is clearly a Jedi Knight! Jedi Knight! The Force is indeed with the United States!" Yuan Zai walked into the lounge and gave Ting Yu and Erection a high-five to celebrate, while Shangguan, who was sitting on the ground making coffee, looked at Yuan Zai with interest, thinking: I don't know if it's his quick hands or my flying knife?I really want to know the answer right away. The sound of firecrackers is constantly on the field. Eighty to eighty-three hangs high on the scoreboard, and the Earthlings lead the game by three points at this time, and only one person is out, and she is a weak woman suspected of being mentally ill. The baseball star president had already been so angry that he was about to have a stroke. He never thought that there would be such a score, let alone such a "rogue home run worth seventy-nine points, which just happened to turn the game into victory." He was understated by Yuan Zai and ran from first base back to home plate, sweeping thousands of troops all the way. "My head is about to explode! The next hitter must be blocked!" The president banged his head against the reinforced glass wall. If he lost the national hero Knicksack and then lost the game, he would be on the same level as the earth. Together, they were beaten into pancakes with sticks. At this time, on the strike zone, another weirdo without a bat appeared. Instead of a stick, he held a blue umbrella. "The kingdom of heaven is near, and the end has come at last." A thin middle-aged man was talking to himself under an umbrella, wearing a blue suit, his hair was heavily pomaded and parted precisely in the middle, his tie was neatly placed in the center of his body, and he was tied with a A red bow tie. "Another weirdo..." Now, when the touch demon sees a person playing without a stick, he feels chills. He can't guess what new tricks the opponent will perform, and his whole body is about to collapse. The touch demon turned his head and looked at the infielders who had been run around by Yuan Zai and were beaten up and down. Everyone's eyes showed fear, confusion about the unknown, and rare fatigue. "If only Knickers were here... If anyone in the world could hit a home run worth eighty cents, it would be our national hero, Knickers, God, where is he?" Touch The demon body wanted to cry so much, it was only at this moment that he realized that he was not as strong as he imagined. The man holding the umbrella in the strike zone kept thinking: "...God said that there is a sin called original sin, which is a very bad sin. People who suffer from this sin will go to hell instead of heaven. It's really a very serious crime, but this kind of crime is like an infectious disease..." His eyes were like dumb fish who didn't know where to look, and the nonsense in his mouth was endless. This idiot's appearance only made the touch demon even more frightened, thinking that the Umbrella Man was really unpredictable. "The more you pretend to be stupid, the more you will be surprised. I have learned this lesson, but..." The touch demon held the ball tightly, and forced himself into a throwing posture, groaning secretly: "But I have no countermeasures at all. " The Umbrella Man suddenly yelled like a bewitched man, "So! Everyone is heaven! This alien friend, don't you think so!" The touch monster was so powerless, so he decided to throw a big bad ball at the last moment, and wanted to walk the weirdo to base. More than 300 kilometers of fast balls gradually approached the strike zone, and the backup catcher quickly opened his gloves, ready to complete the four-ball walk. "Heaven is here!" Shouted the umbrella man Xiustili, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the side, then squatted on the ground and slapped it hard! A glaring glow suddenly appeared from under his hand, and the glow spread out in a circle, and the ball that was supposed to enter the catcher's glove was crumbling in mid-air as if drunk. "Fly, no matter whether there is heaven up there or not, fly!" The umbrella man lowered his head, his weird coolness was indescribable.Only the erection knows that the umbrella man has caught the ball in his hand, shadow. The ball suddenly shot obliquely into the air, as if it was out of the control of gravity. "Impossible!" An alert infielder jumped up suddenly, barely grabbing the off-line power ball with his glove. The umbrella man still squatted on the ground without raising his head, and said quietly: "Then, let's fly together." The infielder who caught the power ball that had lost its shadow was actually dragged up by a strange force and flew into the sky. He kept shouting and kicking his legs, but he still couldn't resist the strange force on the ball. The ball is shot to... "Maybe it's the atmosphere." The umbrella man stood up and looked at the referee. "After all... did he take the kill?" the referee asked cautiously and fearfully. The Umbrella Man nodded regretfully. He didn't expect that after this invincible shadow slash, there would be a brave infield shortstop who was willing to sacrifice his life to catch the ball. "Two people are out! The ground team continues to attack!" The referee announced happily that there was finally a more recognizable hitter in this game. The baseball star president wiped the cold sweat off his face and muttered to himself: "Finally, the two are out. Hurry up and replace us with strikes to recover the points." He didn't care about the brave guerrilla who might be dragged into the atmosphere by the ball and burnt to ashes. Hands, where the hell are people now. -------------------------------------- Notes: