"Table!"

The white ball was swept out and landed on the stands in the left field.

A man named Mishima scored a two-point home run!!

He threw the bat aside with excitement and began to run forward.

Yuluo is helpless.

Fortunately, Zhang Han's ball speed is still there, and even if they lose these two points, they can still continue to fight.

Just as Miyuki thought so, he felt something was stuck in his eyes.

Then he wiped it with his hand and took it to his eyes.

Blood!

Red blood!

How could there be blood?
Chapter completed!