NBA restricted area bulldozer

Chapter 297 Run, it's killing me!

At this time, the atmosphere at the Target Center was terribly enthusiastic, and both bishops Wilkens and George Karl were in trouble. However, considering that Li Shengli and O'Neal had played for more than 20 minutes, this time in the All-Star Game was also not enough. It's okay, so the two of them planned to press Li Shengli and O'Neill at the same time.

However, the way things are going, the arrangement of players on the court is no longer under the control of the two coaches.

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Eastern bench.

Wilkens let Ewing go, but Ewing sternly replied... I can't go.

In fact, it’s not that Ewing didn’t want to play. Although the two scored evenly in the third quarter, O’Neal’s score in the first quarter was 2 points behind Li Shengli. If he beat O’Neal, who would pay him $50? !It is an honor to be an All-Star, but it is not a waste of money after all!

He intended to let Oakley and Coleman take the lead, but Wilkens didn't expect...these two guys are not willing to play the fifth position.

What's going on here?

Are All-Stars worthless?

Wilkens jumped angrily. As the head coach, their biggest deterrent to players is the arrangement of playing time, and now this trump card is simply a joke, because no one wants to play the fifth position. In the end... Wilkens Desperate, he just casually arranged the players who didn't play or played less, and didn't even want to talk about tactics.

The same goes for the West.

Dameng and the admiral expressed their unwillingness to fight with a cold face, and George Karl looked at this group of uncles, but he had nothing to do. He could only be as desperate as Wilkens and arranged it casually. Mourning, who had never had a chance to appear on the stage, finally gave it to him. It took time, but he didn't have the position of Li Shengli, and in fact he didn't need to divide the position.

Let them play!

This is George Karl's only idea, he doesn't want to give fans a chance to spray himself, and in his opinion...the All-Star Game has never been such a mess.

……

"It's coming again, the two of them are coming again!"

"Shit, hurry up and fight, fight."

"Li Shengli must win, and the West must win!"

"O'Neal must win, the East must win!"

Seeing Li Shengli and O'Neal appearing again, the atmosphere exploded, and the other players who made a bet were all very wise not to participate too much in the inside battle, maintaining the rhythm of the third quarter, and firing from the outside, even if it was the first time. The same is true for Mourning, who does not mix Li Shengli and O'Neill in the bayonet fight.

"Come on, Lee!"

"Can I be afraid of you?"

Li Shengli grabbed the rebound, O'Neal waved excitedly, and the two collided immediately, and Li Shengli jumped up suddenly at the moment of the collision, using his strength to turn over and shoot.

"I'll kill you bastard!" O'Neill missed by 2 points, and immediately stabilized his center of gravity when he was pushed, and kicked off the ground with an unreserved burst of lower body strength, while the same big hand swung out, trying to block the shot.

Under normal circumstances, it would be nonsense for this kind of center forward to block a turnaround jump shot. Most of the block data comes when he breaks through for a layup, but at this moment, O'Neal really exploded into a small universe. Come over, Li Shengli cursed in his heart...fuck it.

boom!

A loud bang.

Li Shengli had a shocking smash, and O'Neal did not give up.

A brutal volleyball cap directly blew the ball onto the advertising screen on the sidelines. The electronic advertising screen exploded in an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the entire arena jumped like an earthquake.

……

"How about it? I can do what you can do!" O'Neill roared with fists.

"I'll fuck you, you idiot, just wait for me to fuck you!" Li Shengli replied cursing.

At this time, the field is about to burst into blood... Although the advertising screens on the sidelines are all blown up, no matter whether it is the shocked fans, the players on the field, or the people off the field, everyone feels that the blood is on fire. People are willing to stop this frenzied rhythm, so they let the staff rescue the advertising screen. There is no sign of the game being suspended, and the worst thing is the line referee on the side of the exploded advertising screen.

Cross Fire? !

Interspersed with electric sparks, the lineman never thought that the court could be filled with gunpowder, and the players kept stopping, let alone the referee. After Mourning served and Kevin Johnson scored, he trotted all the way As the East launched a counter-offensive.

This time without any hesitation, he stopped shooting from the outside of the East and directly passed the ball to O'Neal.

At this time, Li Shengli confronted O'Neal with a stern face, and did not give up the inside position. Even O'Neal, who broke out in the small universe, could not get to the basket one-on-one. Grinding to 24 seconds...

O'Neal gritted his teeth and slammed Li Shengli, and took a step back to widen the distance and make a mid-range shot.

The thrust was to delay Li Shengli's follow-up time, and he took a step back because he was afraid of Li Shengli's block, because he saw a majestic and terrifying murderous look on Li Shengli's face, and he was obviously very unhappy with the block he gave him.

Just waiting for you!

Li Shengli gritted his teeth, O'Neill retreated, he stepped forward, O'Neill took off, and he followed suit, "You...don't...try to...run!"

boom!

Another bang.

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"Run, this bastard is going to kill someone!"

"Damn, don't collapse towards us!"

"I don't care about your uncle, you really collapsed!"

"Run, die, run for your life!"

The eastern bench exploded when Li Shengli took off. Seeing Li Shengli facing their bench with a shocking smash, even Jordan was already crazy, pulling Pippen and running, while others ran faster, The whole big migration scene is like a group of substitutes wanting to play a fast break, and the retreat speed is amazing.

But Ewing didn't move. At the critical moment, he felt that he had to maintain a calmness that ordinary people didn't have to be worthy of his super giant status. Even if Oakley, his right-hand man and right-hand man, slipped away, he still didn't move.

"What's the big deal..."

call out!

Before he could finish speaking, a sonic boom sounded like it was breaking through the air.

This smash passed Ewing's knee, and Ewing's face turned into a black hole, the kind that could not even reflect light, and then... the ball collapsed on the leg of the chair under him, and the entire hollow tube The leg of the chair broke in the middle, and the momentum of the bouncing ball continued, and three unoccupied seats collapsed and flew, and Ewing also sat down on the ground.

Damn, luckily I run fast?

Several Eastern Conference players who had fled long ago looked at the lonely Ewing with lingering fears. For a while, they only felt that it was a completely wrong decision to play Li Shengli and O'Neal in singles.

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On the lethality of a ball how much?

The volleyball smash can be counted in the way of volleyball. One of the most ruthless smashes in volleyball can reach a speed of 130+ kilometers per hour, and most volleyball players can’t compete with monsters like the NBA. Plus the weight of the basketball Bigger and harder than a volleyball, the instant lethality is simply inhuman...

The force of a strong man sprinting and slamming is terrifying enough, but when the weight of a strong man is condensed into a ball, and then collides at a speed of 130 kilometers per hour, the initial force-bearing area is reduced, and even the shadow of the ball is gone. I can't see it soon, so I can only predict and avoid it in advance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a murder weapon.

Although it is different from volleyball, it is very difficult to achieve a perfect and ideal smash, but the two brothers Li Shengli and O'Neill, including the one when the camera crashed in the first quarter, have reached the ideal super smash state.

This is playing ball?

This horse riding is killing people!

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The Eastern bench was flying like cats and dogs, and the staff put away all the chair wreckage that Beng Fei had thrown onto the court, and no one on the court was willing to stop as the game became more and more passionate. At this time, the entire target center went crazy, and everyone All people could hear were hysterical roars, making Li Shengli and O'Neill perform again... killing skills.

In fact, Li Shengli was not happy about being hated by O'Neal, and O'Neal was also dissatisfied with being hated by Li Shengli. Anyway, the game was handed over to the two of them, and they were all-stars in the exhibition game. When not playing now? !

So the two bulldozers went on strike completely, and all the horses became smashing generals, and all the offenses were closed with mid-range shots, desperately hitting and blocking shots, and as time went by, this rhythm was almost impossible for anyone to stop. Hats off.

Although the kills of several blocks during the period were strong or weak, as long as there were blocks, no one was not afraid, and the advertising screens on the sidelines suffered heavy losses and were bombed one after another.

In the Eastern Conference offense, Li Shengli blocked O'Neal. The players on the field were trembling. No one wanted to stand opposite Li Shengli. Air resistance saved his life.

West offensive, O'Neal blocked Li Shengli and went crazy, everyone bypassed his front, and his big hat made the western bench and the front row audience jump around, everyone was scared .

So... not only the NBA, but also the major sports leagues, a rare spectacle appeared.

There is no one on the benches in the East and West. Although it is illegal for players to leave the bench during the game time, and there is nothing wrong with calling fouls, the All-Stars are not so serious.

When the West plays offense, the Eastern players all run towards the midfield line, and when the East plays offensive, the Western players do the same. Until the end, when they are tired from running, the dozen or so people all squat on the midfield line and count together. Star.

As for the audience who paid a high price to buy tickets in the front row, they never expected...the more money they spend, the greater the danger. They flocked to the back row. Although they were resisted by the audience in the back row, their lives mattered , even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of being collapsed, no one is willing to bear it.

At this time, the first five rows of the entire target center were completely emptied, and there was even a tendency to move backwards, crowding outside the fifth row to keep warm.

How many people?

Whoever dies is unlucky!

Anyway, I don't sit in the front row!

The two head coaches Wilkens and George Karl didn't expect things to turn out like this, but there are no one on the bench, why are they still guarding? !Simply move to the midfield line with the players.

pause?

Stop the fart, get off work early, don't care about my business.

Substitution?

Change your grandma's legs, who wants to go up now, didn't you see that everyone on the field wanted to leave?

If you continue playing like this, a few people will definitely die today!

(End of this chapter)