nba championship predators

Chapter 42 The Jedi Counterattack ([-])
Uncle Mu! Zhao Ke saw Uncle Mu taking off!
At the moment when Zhao Ke missed the free throw, a black and thin arm slowly rose...

Mutombo was the first to realize that he had seen Zhao Ke's 10% shooting rate. He believed that Zhao Ke's cowardice before free throws was definitely not a fake, so he was always ready to wipe Zhao Ke's ass.

Mutombo struggled to take off and escaped from the shackles of the earth's gravity. In fact, his jumping was not as good as O'Neill's, with the same wingspan of 2 meters, but he was 31 centimeters taller than O'Neill (Uncle Mu was 2 meters, O'Fat was 2 meters), and he took off earlier!
Moreover, O'Neal didn't seem to be ready to grab this rebound. The team led and was exhausted from playing the whole game. O'Neal just jumped symbolically.

So Mutombo abruptly nodded his finger on the rebound that obviously bounced towards O'Neal's head, and then jumped again when the basketball changed direction, taking the orange elf into his arms.

"If you don't make a free throw, I'll definitely get the rebound, and that Ao Pang on the opposite side of the bounce is a hot chicken!"

Thinking of Uncle Mu's words, seeing Uncle Mu gritted his teeth and grabbed the rebound with sweat profusely, Zhao Ke's eyes filled with tears.

Uncle Mu, if you win, I will definitely ask you to make a full set of big swords!

Not much time, Mutombo got the rebound and just hit the ground, he threw the ball near the center line without even looking at it.

He believes that Iverson will definitely be there, if not, then Iverson can still catch up with basketball!
Of course Iverson is here, this is a quick counterattack tactic commonly used by the 76ers this season.

At this time, only one three-pointer is needed to tie the game!
In the last minute, Iverson missed a three-pointer!

The scale of victory is tilting towards the 76ers!

However, the referee's whistle blew.

Slow motion showed Mutombo elbowing Grant on his second take-off.

Although it seemed that Uncle Mu's movements were very coherent, as if he was unconsciously exerting force when he jumped, the victim Grant was rolling around on the ground covering his face...

There was a deafening booing at Staples Stadium, as if Mutombo had done something outrageous.

The 76ers fouled the team long ago, so the referee gave Grant two free throws.

Grant, who seemed to be in a car accident just now, quickly got up from the floor, clapped his hands and prepared to execute a free throw.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!
Grant's free throw percentage is much better than O'Neal's, almost 78% this season.

After hitting the first free throw, Zhao Ke's head was sweating more and more, and his mind became clearer and clearer. He seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat clearly.

109:105, the point difference became four points again.

In the second penalty, Grant rubbed his palm with the sole of his shoe, then licked his palm...

What is this operation?
It seems that Nash also likes to do this before free throws, but he licks his palms first and then wipes the soles of his shoes.

Grant, are you indirectly licking the soles of your shoes?
It is estimated that the basket was disgusted by Grant, and it decisively rejected the orange ball stained with Grant's saliva.

The basketball bounced high, and Uncle Mu was about to give up his merits and become the commanding height of the basket again. His huge palm pushed the basketball behind him.

Zhao Ke, with his armpit hair standing on end in cold sweat, got the rebound, turned around and ran all the way!
There is no 100% hit rate bonus anymore, Zhao Ke wants to run a little closer before throwing a three-pointer.

No one can stop Zhao Ke. Grant, O'Neal, and Kobe are still turning around slowly under the basket. Tyronn Lue is dragged to the bottom line by Iverson.

On the contrary, Fox, who was strolling near the center line, yelled and rushed towards Zhao Ke.

Fox discovered it early, but Zhao Ke deliberately chose the side farther away from Fox when starting the game, so when Fox chased him, Zhao Ke was only one step away from the three-point line.

Zhao Ke didn't care about Fox who was rushing towards him. At this moment, he only had the basket in his eyes.

Textbook-like standard take-off, bent arm, ball out...

"boom……"

Fox hit it!
The frenzied pursuit of Zhao Ke just now was entirely a skill that Fox released automatically after he filled up his anger with new hatred and old hatred.

Otherwise, with his professionalism, it is absolutely impossible to make such a dangerous defensive move.

What if I hit my face and swell?

The Lun family has to rely on their face to eat!

He also didn't expect that Zhao Ke would make an emergency stop to shoot a three-pointer during the fast break. Isn't it a more handsome way to open the fast break with one-stop dunks?
So Fox didn't slow down at all, plus he was defenseless, plus his anger was too high and he rushed too fast to stop the car, and slammed into Zhao Ke who was also defenseless.

Zhao Ke and Fox are about the same height, but Zhao Ke is much heavier than Fox. Zhao Ke is a devilish muscular man who can single out Geiger's existence.

But at this moment, it's useless to be so heavy and muscular, because Zhao Ke is in the air.

Under the huge impact, Zhao Ke flew out, but he still threw the ball out, and used a 90% hit rate bonus by the way.

Just now, in order to avoid Fox, Zhao Ke deliberately broke through from the sideline and made an emergency stop jump shot, so when Fox hit him, Zhao Ke flew out of the sideline and directly smashed into the auditorium.

"Butt backwards, flat sand falling wild goose pose!"

Zhao Ke, who fell headfirst into the auditorium, suddenly remembered Linghu Chong's cheap line.

Fuck, what hit my head, why do I feel dizzy?

Enthusiastic fans rushed to help Zhao Ke up. Fortunately, the Lakers fans basically stood up and celebrated in groups of three or four, and Zhao Ke smashed into an empty place.

Otherwise, with Zhao Ke's weight, I don't know which unlucky guy needs to go to the hospital for rescue right now.

Zhao Ke hurriedly said a few words "Sao Rui" and "Three Grams of Oil", and he was ready to go on the stage, buddies hurried to their lives!

But Mr. Zhao Ke was stopped by the referee, saying that he could not play for the time being.

Zhao Ke was about to discuss this issue with the referee politely and gracefully (actually, he wanted to have a good time, I am going to Thailand soon, okay?), when he suddenly felt that there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, almost pouring into his eyes.

I wiped it on, but it was still a little too much, so I wiped it on again.

Why does it feel sticky, subconsciously raised his hand to look:
I'll go, whose blood is this!

Zhao Ke looked at the empty crime scene, is this my blood?

Are you going to die?

Is the 90% hit rate bonus still missing?

Zhao Ke suddenly felt that the whole world slowed down, and his head was dizzy. Is this the feeling of going through time again?

The team doctor rushed over with a medicine box, Iverson and Uncle Mu also surrounded him with concern, Larry Brown called a long timeout, and led the 76ers to surround the injured Zhao Ke.

After a simple treatment, the team doctor suggested that Larry Brown replace Zhao Ke, because Zhao Ke had a big gash cut on his forehead by something, and blood kept coming out, so he had to go to the locker room for stitches.

At this time, Zhao Ke finally came to his senses, he glanced at the timer, 17 seconds.

The old man blushed, uncle, he almost scared himself to death.

　I hope to win a championship for Philadelphia, but also for myself.

　　— Allen Iverson
　　
　
(End of this chapter)