NBA restricted area bulldozer

Chapter 217 The Grieving Black Fairy

Offensive and defensive easy side.

The Jazz didn't need too many tactics at all. When Stockton found an opportunity to advance, he threw the ball to Li Shengli, and Fat Miller arched up again.

"Brother, you are dead!"

"What the hell is wrong with you!"

Li Shengli was pissed off, and a top center like Olajuwon had never made him so angry, but this strange thing, the super invincible fat pig in the universe, Fat Miller did it.

Squeezing with his back to the basket, Fat Miller's strength exploded, coupled with the suppression of tonnage, Li Shengli's advancement encountered a little trouble, and Fat Miller was still in his ear like a bastard chanting, chattering endlessly, it was you back and forth You are dead, you are dead.

"You fat bastard, I'll fuck you!"

To be reasonable, even if Olajuwon is allowed to fly Fat Miller, his dreamy dance steps are useless, because Fat Miller can't dance at all, and he is too lazy to dance, while Li Shengli's method is much simpler and more rude .

After all, the bulldozer-like propulsion effect is still there, and there is no need to push too much. Li Shengli squeezed two steps into the penalty area, and Li Shengli turned around and rose from the ground. Through Fat Miller, he dunked the ball with one hand.

Because there is still a certain distance from the basket, most people can't do this, but Li Shengli's height, jumping and excellent wingspan can.

Fat Miller thought of the task assigned by head coach Paul at this moment, regardless of 21 [-], if you dunk through me, I will give you a hug.

But hugging is a bit too much.

Fat Miller is weird, yes, but he is not Lambiel, so... Struggle to straighten up, arms around Li Shengli's waist.

In an instant, not to mention the audience, even the fans watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw such a weird intentional foul.

The moment Li Shengli took off, Fat Miller carried him and ran away, carrying him all the way beyond the three-point line, but Li Shengli was in a daze. He was far away from the basket, and the ball that was about to dunk had already It's good to let go now, but the basket is getting farther and farther away from him...

Live? !

This riding on a horse is a living thing!

What kind of shit is this? !

To be honest, Li Shengli thought that Fat Miller would foul him, even an extremely criminal, but what he didn't expect was... Fat Miller abruptly lifted him beyond the three-point line.

The referee was also taken aback by this rare spectacle, and took a few breaths before calling a defensive foul and giving Li Shengli two free throws.

mad!

Li Shengli was mad at the weird fat Miller, and when he got to the free throw line, the butt man behind the basketball hoop came out to play tricks again. Maybe seeing the effect of his butt affecting free throws is outstanding, a few Suns fans also joined in.

For a while, the colorful butt made Li Shengli dizzy, but when he was trying to concentrate, the fans in the front row roared angrily and brought his eyes back to the butt.

nausea!

Disgusting!

Li Shengli felt full of malice from the Suns fans, and these two free throws... lost in the boos and colorful butts, all free throws were missed.

……

Throughout the second quarter, Fat Miller successfully disrupted the situation, and the Jazz's offense was in trouble.

According to the rhythm of the first quarter, the ball was handed over to Li Shengli, and the efficiency was very high. Even if he couldn't score, the others only needed to wait to participate in the rebound competition, and the outside line was ready to return to the defense at any time.

However, Fat Miller's login operation broke all this.

Under normal circumstances, when encountering opponents like Miller, Li Shengli can hang them up and smoke them, but now it is really not normal at all. Fat Miller is a strange thing. Regardless of whether Li Shengli is shooting or dunking, he will give it away if he is carrying someone. to the three-point line.

Who the hell knows why you have to carry it beyond the three-point line?

Anyway, that's what Fat Miller did, and he did it without hesitation.

As for Li Shengli...

I want to hit someone, but they didn't do anything bad. After all, intentional fouls and blocking attacks are not malicious fouls that hurt people.

Don't do it, this vile and smoky weirdo is chattering in his ears again, people are always talking trash, but he keeps saying, "Brother, you are dead, you are dead!" '.

Fat Miller, a tortured black goblin!

……

At this point, the Jazz's efficient offense came to an abrupt end, and the even more deadly Phoenix Trident's offense withstood the inside attack, and Malone couldn't hold it back.

Until the end of the second quarter, entering the intermission, the score between the two sides was evenly tied, 52:52.

If you followed the rhythm of the first quarter, the Suns would have no chance, but Li Shengli was really disgusted, a strange fat Miller, a group of shameless ass men, the entire second quarter...he was fined 8 times by himself ball.

What's terrible is that only 8 of 4 free throws were made, including 4 of 1 in the first quarter, and 12 free throws in the half, only 5 of them were made, not even a 50% shooting percentage.

What's more terrible is that he was called 3 fouls in one quarter. 3 fouls don't sound like much, but if this momentum continues, the third quarter will definitely continue to soar. , It is very likely to rescue the fallen inside in the second half.

At the same time, Li Shengli's blocks soared because of Phoenix Trident's death charge.

16 points, 10 rebounds, 3 assists, 4 blocks in the first quarter.

8 points, 11 rebounds, 2 assists, 5 blocks in the second quarter.

半场数据达到了24分，21篮板、5助攻、9盖帽，而罕见的是第二节还拿到了2个抢断。

Almighty Boss Li?

A triple-double at halftime?

Is this the fuck out of the way? !

Seeing this scene, Paul became more determined to kill Li Shengli, but in fact...after the arrangement against Li Shengli, he recovered 8 points in the second quarter and added 3 foul statistics. This effect was enough for him to Satisfied.

Fat Miller, fat Miller!

Your motherfucking talent!

The more Paul looked at Miller, the happier he was. Although Miller couldn't beat Li Shengli at all when he really fought against him, he sprinted to the three-point line with Li Shengli on his back, making Li Shengli so disgusting that he even hit a low point in his free throw percentage.

Although Miller also backed a lot of fouls, but this effect completely exceeded Paul's expectations.

……

"Is it still stable?" Jerry Sloan asked Li Shengli with a serious expression when he returned to the locker room at halftime.

From the current point of view, Li Shengli's performance is very strong, the only problem is the free throw.

Although every game in the playoffs is important, especially this is the Western Conference Finals, but Jerry Sloan can't ask Li Shengli to do more. For free throws, one depends on the feel of the hand, and the other depends on the mentality.

After all, Li Shengli is still a rookie with no experience in competitions, not a god.

Facing the chattering, weird fat Miller who was carrying him to hit the three-point line, and a group of stinky, shameless fellow Barkley brothers with butts, his mentality completely exploded.

"Yes, I can do it!" Li Shengli gritted his teeth and replied, "I must kill that fat man!"

"Keep your mind, Carl will help you solve some problems!" Jerry Sloan smiled, "Carl, you will be the main player in the second half. Lee has done enough, now it's your turn to perform."

"Of course, I'm sure I can beat Barkley!"

Leaving aside the regular season, after the playoffs, if the Jazz had to vote for an MVP, Li Shengli really deserved it.

Even his performance has overwhelmed the sharpness of the two veterans, Stockton and Malone, but this does not mean that the veterans cannot play. The two who are at their peak have...veteran experience that Li Shengli does not have.

"Tyrone, you have to block the first wave of the Suns' charge, and don't let too many people squeeze into the inside. And Crotty, I think...you should play. At the shooting guard position, what I want is to score." Jerry Sloan turned to Tyrone and Crotty.

In the first half alone, the Suns didn’t shoot much from the outside. Crotty’s shadow defense was effective, but not significant, and Tyrone’s shots were few. Put him on the inside first line of defense to relieve the pressure on Li Shengli It is also suitable.

"understand!"

"no problem!"

The two responded in unison.

On Li Shengli's side, he still didn't end up. Although the free throw was a bit embarrassing, his ability to protect the basket was still incomprehensible.

Of course, Jerry Sloan knew the intentions of the Suns coach Paul, so he saw his tricks... Reduce Li Shengli's offense and focus on defense and rebounding.

It's true that Fat Miller is disgusting, but he can't jump. How can he fight for rebounds?

As long as Li Shengli protects the Jazz's front and rear rebounds, it doesn't matter if the shooting percentage in other positions is lower. After all, the number of shots is enough to cover up the disadvantages of the lack of shooting percentage.

And this is what Jerry Sloan likes most about Li Shengli, he is so omnipotent that no one can limit him.

If you let him play offense, he can hit opponents whose mothers don't even know him; if you let him play defense, he can always grab a lot of rebounds and blocks.

If the Sun wants to limit him, he has to divide up his manpower, and the Jazz Corps can fight more than Li Shengli!

Thinking of this, Jerry Sloan stroked his hair contentedly.

Harvesting a Li victory, the Jazz underwent a qualitative change, and every time he conquered a city, he marked them with a cross on the Jazz's expedition map. As for the Phoenix Sun in front of him...

Paul, Paul!

Your Phoenix Trident!

What can I use to fight the Big Three in Salt Lake City?

(End of this chapter)