Basketball Crunchy Shark

Chapter 254
Lin Sa finally got rid of the short man on the offensive end. Now is the time for Eighteenth Road to liberate Boss Qiao's fighting power. Under the careful care of Old Brown, Lin Sa has become more and more scumbag, and he has no psychological burden on bullying a middle-aged superstar like Big Dog.

Changing various postures, beating the big dog in different ways, breaking through, showing off, and even forcing the big dog to spout: "Don't you dare to fight me head-on!?"

Glenn Robinson’s condition is very reasonable, and it’s not difficult for others. Lin Sa fulfilled Dagou’s wish and directly controlled the ball to hit back.

Landing in embarrassment, Big Dog stared angrily at this cunning liar, his eyes were very fierce. However, Lin Sa didn't take it seriously, and dribbled the ball with a smile.

The big dog was so angry that his face turned red. It’s not easy for a black man to see that his face is red, but Lin Sa played the ball so inhumanly. He wanted to tease him and then shot him in the face.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Big Dog himself has forgotten when was the last time he took off so hard, anyway, it was not in recent years.

However, the big dog obviously worked so hard, but the next moment was the most insulting. Lin Sa pulled up and leaned back, but did not shoot immediately. Instead, he used his super waist and abdomen to hover in the air, watching the big dog bounce up desperately, and then fell helplessly.

The ball almost hit the board with Dagou's fingers and went into the basket.

The audience was so excited that they exploded. Lin Sa deserves to be their king of bad boys, and he still knows how to play!

Boss Joe had a cigar in one hand and red wine in the other. He really wanted to give himself a compliment. Yes, Boss Qiao didn’t want to give the praise to Lin Sa, but to himself. At this time, I really hope that Pippen, Barkley, Malone, and Olajuwon, the group of defeated opponents, will be watching.

Silver of the Olympic Tower clinked glasses with David Stern. There is someone who will succeed Jordan, but... in the glass, David Stern remembered the night of the draft, and Silver obviously had some bad memories. He also lamented that this brat is good everywhere.

It's not counting to play with the air jump, but also stupidly leaning forward to get shot, the big dog's teeth are clenched tightly, now, he found out, he can't beat Lin Sa, really can't beat Lin Sa.

Lin Sa woke up the big dog with this ball. Regardless of his athletic ability, skill or strength, Lin Sa crushed the big dog. Even the back attack that the big dog thought could prevent Lin Sa was an illusion. The thin body, the impact force is almost as good as an outstanding striker. The terrible bullet speed and plump ball feel are not the weapons that the big dog can fight against now.

The fatal crisis came, and the right to dream was deprived, but at this moment of despair, the first thing Big Dog thought of was not to reflect on himself, but to complain. He was complaining about the head coach who instructed him to defend Lin Sa, the AI ​​who was sitting idly by, Webber who was paid too much and poor in golf skills, and Lin Sa, a bastard who didn't want to snatch his victory. ?
Without holding back for a while, without giving in a step, the big dog just became more and more angry when he thought about it.

This is not his script. Originally in Big Dog’s script, after coming to the 76ers, he should be the hero who saved the 76ers. He should have good data, and then let the AI ​​willingly help him, pass the ball to himself, and then join the All-Stars and lead Philadelphia to make history. Isn’t this the script he should take?
Lin Sa also really didn't know what the big dog was thinking, otherwise he would have punched the big dog to make him stop sleeping and think about shit.

At this point in the game, the outcome is basically determined by the score. The AI ​​played very seriously, but his teammates were either cheated or disabled, completely powerless, and Lin Sa was also cheated. At this time, he has no intention of showing mercy. The precious Joe boss card has been played, and Lin Sa has done everything he can to win.

The score difference on the scoreboard reached 20 points, and the 76ers can hand in their guns. There is no need to continue. Of course, if Iverson is interested, Lin Sa will be willing to fight along, without bringing other children. This kind of peak state to fight against the boss has always been Lin Sa's favorite.

In fact, Xiao Hua is ready to sanction Lin Sa's behavior of single-playing at every turn, but now Lin Sa is a thief, playing very carefully, leading his teammates to grab rebounds, and occasionally giving a tip-up to score. Anyway, he is serious about brushing, but he just won't allow the league to punish him. For this kind of behavior, a certain bald man can only say wait and see.

At this point, Iverson also feels that the game is almost done. He has done everything he should do. For the rest, his sports are also very good. Things on the court can be seen or not, and everyone just tacitly accepts it.

The Pistons called for a timeout, and everyone was about to change players to enter the performance session. There was nothing wrong with the Pistons. Even the boss, who was planning to add 20 plus 20, agreed to stop here.

Everyone on the Pistons side worked hard to compete for the first-hand movie tickets, but the atmosphere of the 76ers over there was not so friendly.

When Coach Ford was about to make a substitution, the big dog blew up.

"Substitution? We haven't lost yet, isn't it just 20 points, we still have a whole quarter of the game, we will definitely recover!"

"Wake up, that's the Pistons, you go ask the whole league, who can score 20 to 0 in a single quarter against them." Weber has long been disgusted with the big dog.

Weber’s words are actually fine. Although it’s harsh, it’s not enough to make a big fuss, but now the big dog’s mood is obviously abnormal: “You fucking garbage who only scored 5 shots and 6 points in the game, you know what a fart. This is not your world anymore. You should have retired long ago.”

"Enough!" Iverson is really fed up. The game is actually played like this. The 76ers' overall weak strength is part of the reason, but the more important fault is the big dog.

"If you lose the game, you lose, and you can win it back next time." AI doesn't want things to continue to expand, and he doesn't want to pursue the big dog at this time. It has come to the present, as long as they regain their strength, the 76ers are not completely out of the possibility of entering the playoffs.

"Stop messing around with the AI, you've been blown away by that kid!" The big dog now has a real temper and is fearless, and directly pushes against Iverson.

(End of this chapter)