Nba: Start Signing Three Consecutive Championships, Rewarding Epic Talents

Da Ben, who was hacked by an elbow, was furious!

Like a volcano, it cannot be suppressed and will erupt.

He strode behind Karl Malone.

Pretending to inadvertently sink his shoulder and bumped him.

Karl Malone fell to the ground.

Don't look at Karl Malone's strong bear.

Big Ben's strength is also terrifying.

Besides, in a state of defenselessness, he was suddenly bumped by someone.

Even Oban couldn't hold it.

Karl Malone rolled on the ground.

Like a black bear rolling to the ground, it rose up with the rebound of the floor.

His backhand was a hug and throw, and Da Ben fell to the ground.

The two big men got entangled together.

Muscles pressed against each other, and the two mouths sprayed each other with saliva.

Almost got into a scuffle.

Just imagine.

Karl Malone and Big Ben are two muscular men.

Arms wrapped around arms, legs wrapped around legs, what's the scene?

There is an air of extreme philosophy in the air.

Even if he has the power to enforce the law, Joe Crawford, the old man who has always been stern and selfless, is a bit hypocritical.

This is a fucking fight between two blind bears!

Who dares to provoke?

He even blew the whistle a few times.

Neither of the two wanted to let go first.

It wasn't until the players from both sides pulled them apart that the situation calmed down.

Jock Old Ford fouled both sides, even a technical foul.

Heat ball right.

Zhou Yan held the ball with his back and faced Adam Kiffe, just like playing a monkey.

This guy is several grades behind Zhou Yan in terms of speed, strength, explosive power, and flexibility.

Dimensionality reduction blow.

"Don't try to score easily on me, even if I can't defend you, I can destroy you!"

Adam Kiffe pressed against Zhou Yan's ear, spouting trash talk angrily.

This is no longer trash talk, but a threat from Chi Guoguo.

If I can't prevent you, I will destroy you!

Lambiel didn't even dare to say that.

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

Zhou Yan carried Adam Keife and dribbled the ball hard twice.

After squeezing a little space, step back suddenly to the three-point line.

Pulling it up is a three-point bukkake!

The projectile speed and jumping height are beyond the reach of Adam Kifer.

but.

Just when Zhou Yan jumped into the air and shot.

Adam Keife pretended not to care, put his hand on Zhou Yan's waist, and pressed down heavily.

Zhou Yan's body immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The ball scored and the whistle sounded, 3+1!

This is no longer as simple as violating a cylinder.

It's just for the useless people!

Zhou Yan is at least half a meter above the ground.

Being pushed so hard, the body is out of control.

There is a high risk of injury when landing.

Adam Keife reached out his hand to signal that he had fouled.

The expression is very "sincere".

"Fake! How do you bastard play? If you want to fight, just tell me, I won't let you down!"

Mourning, the guard with a knife, waved his big iron fist and roared at Adam Keife.

Regardless of the fact that Mourning is not much higher than Adam's base fee.

That body of tendons is only a circle smaller than Karl Malone, which is very scary.

Adam Keife immediately became much more honest.

"Steady your emotions buddy, just leave this matter to us."

Mourning went over and patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder.

That's what guards with knives do!

When the boss of the team is being bullied, he must protect him in time.

After all, the star of the team needs to restrain his emotions in many cases.

Otherwise, you will be fooled by the other party's dog.

It's just an ordinary regular season.

If it's the playoffs, or even the finals.

The opponent sent a villain to challenge your star player.

It would be a big loss if both of them were expelled if they couldn't control their emotions.

certainly.

If it's just a regular season, fighting doesn't matter.

So Zhou Yan's attitude in this game is, no one offends me, I will not offend.

If someone offends me, I will pay back ten times.

The game had only just begun, and this appetizer wasn't worth Zhou Yan's hand.

Playing this thing is simply degrading yourself!

At least you have to beat Stockton or Karl Malone to be in line with your identity.

Zhou Yan stepped to the free throw line and shot steadily.

The backboard hit the front edge of the rim and flew straight out, only to be caught by Zhou Yan.

Punish yourself!

The angle and strength are well controlled.

After getting the ball, Zhou Yan dunked with one arm!

3+2!

Score 5 points in a row.

The current game has been played for 5 minutes, and the Heat are 13:8, leading by 5 points.

Stockton used the screen to break through.

It was blocked by Zhou Yan who came up in time.

The two faced off for the first time in the audience.

Stockton is a master of trash talk, mouth full of shit.

"Boy, you beat us in the finals last season, today I'm going to blow you up."

Zhou Yan burst out laughing.

"Just relying on your old bastard to blow me up? Let's talk about it after getting 10 points!"

Stockton is not a scorer, averaging only 12 points per game.

That's a fraction of Zhou Yan.

It's ridiculous to say that you beat him up.

Stockton smiled sinisterly.

"When I say blow up, I don't necessarily mean blow you up in performance."

After finishing speaking, Stockton suddenly accelerated, shifted away from Zhou Yan, and lowered his center of gravity.

Drill in like a rocket launcher!

He has iron elbows all over his body, and no one dares to guard against him.

Zhou Yan chose to take a step back to avoid the sharp edge.

When the habitual actions of some superstars become the norm, the league will slowly acquiesce and condone.

Like Mutombo.

He likes to wag his fingers after blocks.

This kind of action is extremely insulting and is absolutely prohibited by the league.

But this guy wags his fingers every game.

The league can't punish him every game, can it?

I can only bear it!

There is also the peerless black and white Shuangsha.

The iron elbows of the two are notorious.

For the most part, the league will ignore their iron elbow.

Unless the elbow strike is too much!

Stockton rushed to the basket, habitually intending to pass the ball to Karl Malone for a wave of assists.

But Big Ben was very entangled, pushing and shoving with Karl Malone, refusing to give in to each other, and had no chance to catch the ball at all.

I can only do it myself!

Stockton's chic small throw layup.

Boom!

At the very moment, Zhou Yan jumped up from behind, rode on Stockton's neck, and slammed the ball out of the field.

Riding cap!

Book reading fun on Friday! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

Immediate recharge (activity time: April 29th to May 3rd)