Facing the booing that the audience couldn't hold back, Lao Yi seemed to feel that he had played some role. He took a deep breath and walked past Su Shen in his Mandarin with a slightly Guisheng temperament and said, "Brother Xiaotian, I'm spending too much anyway. I might as well help you with this shot."

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"Try not to let the Americans succeed."

Zhao Haohuan, who was coming over to comfort her, stood there when she heard this.

He naturally understood what this meant.

People don't need comfort at all.

It was intentional.

Let the Americans see, don’t think that you will do this. In terms of integrity, we will not lose to any country or anyone.

After saying that, he left the track under the leadership of the worker.

The first one is empty.

“on your marks.”

"Is the work and rest too fast to run?" Before Yang Jian finished speaking, Hu Kai immediately judged: "Work and rest too fast to run, this is also a tactic."

"Just back to the US team."

Guy re-up the track, adjusted his breathing, and squatted and sank on his starting device again.

“set.”

On the US side, Guy's coach Lance Broman said: "Just once, Tyson is still the one who takes the initiative."

But at this time, Jon Drewmond next to him also opened his mouth, but before the words were spoken, the gunshots rang again.

This is the fifth shot of this game.

This is also why the IAAF had to modify the starting rules in the past, from countless times to several times to one person and one person once to everyone once to zero runs now.

It is to prevent this problem.

Starting too many times consumes the audience's status and the athlete's status.

But if you deliberately "tactical suicide", then even the gods can't control it.

Bang —————————————————

Guy made a quick attack, and his feeling was even better than before. This made him feel a little lucky. Fortunately, he came again. This time, the feeling was going to accelerate the connection... it would definitely be stronger!

Guy sprinted with all his might, and even he felt great about starting with this shot. He forgot the seventh stroke and seemed to have shouted something.

Just as Guy was about to enter the acceleration zone to send his hips with a smooth feeling, a sound suddenly appeared, making his entire sense of fluency suddenly disappear and disappear.

Because this sound is a "drip" sound.

In a sprint race, it means that the start is invalid and the recall will be reopened.

Guy was so angry that he vomited blood. Because of inertia and force, he even had to rush to run on the way before he could completely brake.

Turning his head and looking.

Is it the seventh rush?

And the time for this rush is even lower than that of 0.050s!

Failed to press the gun? Impossible!

This is intentional!

Who has pressed the gun to this level!!!

While Zhao Haohuan raised his hand, he looked at Guy with a look of joking.

"Okay, Xiaotian, now it's even, he ran twice."

"Now, it's fair."

Before Su Shen could say anything, he saw Zhao Haohuan patting Su Shen on the shoulder, turned around and said "Come on", then tore off his participating number card and followed the staff off the field.

Now, there are only five people left on the field.

Bolt even felt that he was about to become Jordan.

I want to stick out my tongue and dissipate heat.
Chapter completed!