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Chapter 36 Five hits six?
Serve and double-team!
Completely limit Zheng Long's possession of the ball!
Zheng Long looked at the double-team duo beside him, and without getting angry, he winked at Nance.

"Throw the ball forward!"

Damn, I still don't believe it today!I must get this ball!
At this time, Pope and Smith were in front of each other, and Nance Jr. hesitated. He glanced at Wharton on the sidelines, and Wharton made a gesture.

send!
Little Nance was heartbroken, so this mistake should not be my fault, right?Throw the ball far away!

The ball moved, Zheng Long moved, and the double-team duo also moved!
Nance Jr. threw the ball directly behind the three. Pope was on the near side of the ball, Zheng Long was sandwiched between the two, and Smith was behind.

Pope in the front is still spreading his arms, trying hard to block Zheng Long, while Smith in the back is holding Zheng Long's arm with his arm.

Zheng Long is male from left to right!

Zheng Long was furious, he stepped up instantly, elbowed his way, and ran over Pope.

Pope felt a huge force in his chest and fell backwards.

Zheng Long got the ball first!

Beep--

The referee's whistle sounded at this time, indicating that Zheng Long fouled by pushing without the ball!
Got the ball and got a foul!
Zheng Long laughed back angrily, staring at Pope who was lying on the ground, and asked, "Crippled, he will fall down as soon as he touches it, why isn't he so soft when he pulls me?"

After hearing this, Pope stood up a little unconvinced, and wanted to argue with Zheng Long, but was pulled aside by his teammate Smith.

"Don't forget our mission today!"

The task of the two of them today is naturally to restrict Zheng Long as much as possible.

Zheng Long turned his attention to the referee who blew the whistle, only to realize that today's referee was Eric Lewis.

It turned out to be this old boy, one of Xiao Hua's lackey referees.

When Lewis saw Zheng Long's murderous gaze, his heart skipped a beat. He was ready for Zheng Long to come forward to argue with him, and he was going to arrange a technical foul for him.

As a result, Zheng Long closed his eyes and ran back to the half court silently.

Lewis also felt a little disappointed.

The game continues.

After the Pistons served, they continued to lob the ball to Drummond who was under the basket. After Drummond shook Nance Jr., he hit the board.

Beep--

The referee's whistle sounded.

Two plus one!

Nance Jr. was in a daze. He was shaken up just now. When he fell down, Draymond had already shot, and he didn't foul at all.

But it was the deadpan referee Lewis who responded to Nance Jr.

Drummond also seemed a little surprised, but he quickly settled his expression, walked to the free throw line, and made a free throw.

The Pistons are 13 to 3 the Lakers, and the lead has come to 10 points!
Wharton directly called a long timeout.

If you keep fighting like this, you will be finished!

Before reaching the players' bench, Nance Jr. began to vent his dissatisfaction at Wharton.

"Coach! I didn't foul the ball at all! The referee just blew it!"

Wharton comforted Nance Jr. and glanced at Zheng Long. Zheng Long sat down on the player seat without saying a word.

"Calm down, it is obvious that the referee's whistle-blowing scale in this game is relatively conservative."

"In the first 3 and a half minutes, our shooting percentage was very low and the touch was not good. Now we try our best to break through and create physical contact with the opponent."

"If the referee is of this standard, more serves are required."

Wharton did not continue the topic of whistleblowing just now, but started to make tactical arrangements from another angle.

The mood of the players gradually calmed down.

Zheng Long suddenly asked, "What if the standards are different for us and the Pistons?"

Walton knew that Zheng Long was angry now, and said, "I will put pressure on the referee, I promise, after the next time the referee whistles unreasonably, I will be ahead of you and question him."

"If anyone in our team is sent off today, I will be the first!"

Zheng Long nodded, but did not speak.

What I worry about is that Walton, as a rookie head coach, will not fight the referee for the players.

In this way, the entire team will be in an extremely passive state.

Then, Walton began to carefully arrange the serving tactics.
Pistons bench.

Pope and Smith's unlimited double-teaming of Zheng Long won Van Gundy's praise.

"Great job! You two did something that even two of the Clippers failed to do!"

"Keep this up, come on!"

"Don't worry about stamina. If you can't keep up, just tell me and change! Zheng Long is the engine of the Lakers. If Zheng Long is strangled, we can win this game!"

The Lakers served, and once again, Pope and Smith ran over. Zheng Long was surprisingly calm and stood still.

Instead, the two of Pope were stunned, and then Russell suddenly ran over to catch the ball, and at the same time.

Zheng Long also threw away the two of them and accelerated.

Pope and Smith secretly screamed that it was not good, and followed closely behind.

But he could only see Zheng Long's back getting farther and farther away!
Zheng Long's acceleration was too terrifying, the two of them couldn't catch up at all!

When Zheng Long ran to the middle circle, Russell obediently passed the ball to Zheng Long.

This pause makes sense.

Let Russell serve as a stopover!
Finally, for the second time in the game, Zheng Long received the ball.

After getting the ball, Zheng Long didn't panic, and even waited for Pope and Smith for a while.

Don't you two like making dumplings?
Come!
Come bag!
Provocation, absolute provocation!

The original opportunity for the Lakers to play four-on-three in the frontcourt, Zheng Long did not choose to shoot.

Van Gundy on the sidelines frowned, and asked Pope to wrap up quickly, forcing Zheng Long to play.

Double team!

The two opened their arms and stood in front of Zheng Long.

"Pass the ball! Your teammates are empty!"

In order to let Zheng Long pass the ball, Pope also took the initiative to open his mouth.

From their point of view, Russell has already emptied the outside position, and Zheng Long will definitely pass the ball.

However, how could Zheng Long, who was full of fire, pass the ball?

Pull up and jump directly on the spot abruptly!
crazy!

The two stood in front of Zheng Long.

Zheng Long directly chose to take off and do it!
But when Pope and Smith took off to jump at Zheng Long at the same time, they found how terrifying Zheng Long's jump height was!
I can't hit the ball at all, I can only reach out to interfere!
Popsuo's heart turned violent, and he directly grabbed Zheng Long's arm.

Can't let him shoot!

With Pope's pull, Zheng Long's left arm was directly pulled down.

Zheng Long also lost his balance in the air and fell down.

At the same time, the two who saw Zheng Long coming down also went to fight for the basketball in Zheng Long's hands.

Although Zheng Long landed, he was holding the basketball firmly with one hand.

However, how can grabbing the ball with one hand beat the opponent's two-handed grabbing the ball, and the basketball was taken away by Pope.

The Pistons launched a quick counterattack!
Scored again!

Pistons 15:3 Lakers!

This time the fans on the court couldn't stand it anymore!

What the hell do you mean!
This is not blowing? !
"The arm is going to be broken! Isn't this a foul?!"

"Is this referee blind!"

"It's over, it's over, the Lakers are 5 on 6 today!"

On the court, with the help of his teammates, Zheng Long was pulled up.

And Walton on the sidelines also rushed directly in front of referee Lewis.

Angry face.

"Fack, haven't you seen this!!!"

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