NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 292 Wearing Paul's Crotch
Meng Hua went up from the basket, but it was a pity that Monk shot a hollow three-pointer, which was a bit embarrassing.

James covered his mouth and smiled. Although the score was behind, he also needed to communicate better with his teammates on the court.

He let go and smiled at Meng Hua: "I heard that you have a strong sense of smell on rebounds, don't you see that the ball is hollow?"

Meng Hua lazily replied: "I can tell, but I have plenty of strength, can't I love to practice jumping?"

Everyone laughed.

Watching their sea of ​​joy boil, Barkley said, "What do you think they're laughing at?"

He said you, but he didn't know who he was referring to.

Smith said: "The score is 7 points away, and I feel that there is hope for winning, so laugh."

O'Neill: "No, Meng Hua is too active in grabbing boards. James told him, be careful not to step on the floor, and you will be compensated. You know, his annual salary is very low."

Barkley: "I guess James made a joke of Meng Hua. He didn't make a good judgment on grabbing a rebound, so he jumped for nothing, and then Meng Hua said something funny to him."

It was rare for the three of them to discuss the situation on the court without talking.

The Suns' offense still hit Booker.

There are no hundred-day red flowers, and Booker strikes iron.

He ran the ball very well, and Paul passed it very well. Unfortunately, he didn't know what he was thinking when he touched the ball at the end, and he didn't control it well.

Any flaws in the details will result in defective products, which will turn into blacksmithing when reflected on the court.

Bang!
The sound of hammering iron could be heard from ten miles away, and Booker lowered his head, his face flushed with embarrassment.

It's really a talent to hit the iron so loudly.

The enemy finally stopped. It's time for me to perform. James, holding the ball at the top of the arc, continued to signal Monk, come here.

Monk went down the pick-and-roll, looked back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, and looked at James eagerly, waiting to be fed.

James scolded: "Brother, get out of here. If you can't get enough to feed, you can return it. I'm still hungry."

Pull up against Bridges.

Yigao people are bold, that's how tough they are.

Bang!
The sound of iron striking can be heard from ten miles away.

Hearing Booker's blacksmithing, he thought it was the echo just now, but why didn't the echo attenuate?

James looked at Booker, saw that he seemed to be about to speak, and said secretly, "What are you looking at, I'm just demonstrating what you did just now."

Strike first.

Booker originally wanted to talk about him, but he led a wave of rhythm, and forgot what to say, so he had to go to the frontcourt.

Paul finally thought of Ayton and sent shells inside.

He thought it was a cannonball, but Ayton thought it was a dud.

His honey is my arsenic.

After not attacking for a long time, Ayton's skills are rusted, and the ecstasy of the small throw hits the iron.

The Lakers' opportunity to chase points, James excitedly dribbled the ball across half court, and directly chased a three-pointer.

It doesn't matter that the sound of iron striking was loud just now, don't be afraid, and continue to cast.

Bang!
Continue to iron.

Monk sighed, he had such a good chance, why didn't the boss pass it on?I didn't dare to say anything, they just came over to pick and roll him.

Both Booker and Ayton struck iron, and Paul had to catch the knife himself.

It's not that easy to get rid of Meng Hua, even if his teammates cover him, he may not be able to get rid of him.

Paul deserves to be a super point guard with a good brain.

If one cover isn't enough, then two.

Crowder and Bridges, the offense has been hanging around for a long time, and it's time to stretch their muscles.

The two, one on the left and one on the right, made dumplings.

The stuffed meat is still human flesh.

Seeing that Westbrook is on the left, Paul chooses the left, and the persimmon is weak. Westbrook's defense is much worse than James'.

Drifting a step, making an emergency stop for a jumper, he also followed in the footsteps of Booker and Ayton.

The relationship between the three brothers is really good.

Most of Paul's emergency stop jump shots after the screen happened on the right, and his hit rate on the left would be almost impossible.

The Lakers attacked again, and the missed two shots did not affect James' confidence.

This time, instead of calling Monk, he called Thick Eyebrow.

The thick eyebrows caught Bridges with one kick, like an eagle catching a chick.

Bridges yelled, "Change, change."

Ayton replied "mine", his body straddling James' breakthrough line.

Seeing him moving slowly, James laughed and said, "You want to block me."

Dribble the ball like a butterfly wearing flowers, constantly stimulating Ayton to change his center of gravity.

When Ayton changed his center of gravity for the third time, James moved and passed Ayton with one step, breaking through from his left side to the basket.

Claude rushed forward fiercely, shouting: "Find a hat!"

Before James broke through, he knew that Claude would make up the defense, which is why he has a high success rate of breakthroughs.

Read the defense, make a record.

No one can succeed casually, if only relying on brute force, he would have retired long ago.

Crowder stretched out his long arms and threw himself at the ball in James' hands, with a grin on his mouth.

James is laughing too.

Just you?
He retrieved the ball with his right hand, passed it to his left hand, and hit the board from the left side of the backboard, avoiding Crowder perfectly.

"Good shot, James played too well, how can such a person not love?" Barkley praised sincerely.

The ball spun around the basket twice, but swished out again, and was caught by Ayton who was chasing back.

James shook his head, not sure why the goal that was bound to be scored ran out in the end.

He knew it, but he didn't want to admit it.

That's because he is old, and his jumping height is not as high as before, which caused him to be unable to adjust the angle of the shot steadily in the last shot, which was a bit hasty.

Once in a hurry, it is difficult to control the strength and angle, so I just rushed out.

Paul stepped forward, took Ayton's ball, turned to James and said, "Triple iron, LeBron, you are old."

James replied: "I'm worth all three of you."

Paul shrugged. "You mean blacksmithing? That's true."

The two flitted through a few tricks, and neither suffered a loss, but they both aroused anger.

On the court, teammates will have conflicts, let alone they are just friends of different teams.

Paul's eyes were wide open, guessing that James had hit three in a row, and his physical strength was almost the same, so he suddenly called for a single to fight James.

Bridges hurried to create opportunities for him.

James is furious, but he won't back down.

Lu Xun once said: When a brave man is angry, he draws his sword at the stronger; when a timid man is angry, he draws his sword at the weaker.

James doesn't know if he is a lone brave man, but he is definitely a brave man.

So he rushed forward to defend Paul.

Paul signaled everyone to disperse, no need to cover, he was going to train James here.

Shaking left and right, crossing the crotch, turning to the right and then pulling the ball back, a big two points with a retreat step.

Swish!
The ball is in.

Paul raised his head, looked at Meng Hua and James, and asked loudly, "Who else?"

The Lakers attacked, and James originally wanted to call Paul by name, but he didn't seem to have the qualifications to be self-willed for his three consecutive irons.

Paul can be willful because the Suns lead, but he can't.

Meng Hua, who was sprayed for no reason, came up to pick and roll James.

The Suns thought that James would definitely fight, and heavily guarded against him.

James opened the defense and passed back to Meng Hua.

Meng Hua received the ball, and Paul took a step forward to keep the distance between anti-burst and anti-shooting.

Is there really such a good thing?
If you want them all, it is very likely that they will all be taken away by others.

Meng Hua raised his hand and nodded, and tipped his toes in coordination.

Paul jumped up, and at this moment, Meng Hua's ghostly hand hit the ground, and the ball passed through Paul's crotch.

The speed is a bit fast and out of control.

Meng Hua chased wildly. If he got it, it was a good shot.

(End of this chapter)