Chapter 550: Is it a smash? Run, run!

Taking advantage of the skill of speaking, the Jazz attack came again.
Malone and Stockton came together and saw that Greg and Li Shengli were talking, especially when Li Shengli's face was not good, he immediately panicked. What was panic was not the game's winning or losing, but the jazz starting center Greg's... physical and mental health .
　　 However, as of now, the Jazz offensive is an arrow on the string and has to be sent. It is too late to say anything. The classic double-shift pick-and-roll cooperation of Utah was moved out.
　　Ma Long cover, Stockton rushed forward.
　　 After the duo was disassembled, the Lakers' defense was momentarily disorganized. Bronte on the power forward made up for Stockton, and Li Shengli made up for the charge's Malone. Greg was right to let it go.
　　 "Next, Greg!" Stockton roared.
　　 "Look at me!" Greg moved to the right position to attack before Li Shengli made up the defense. If he couldn't even do that, then he didn't have to play.
　　 But the problem is that Shuangsha is familiar with Li Shengli, and Li Shengli is also familiar with Shuangsha.
　　It means to defend against Malone. No two steps back and rushed back. Although the height is flat, the bounce and the speed of movement have complemented this disadvantage. Greg has just shot and Li Shengli has completed the air interception.
　　 The opportunity is great!
　　 Perfectly meet all the conditions of smash cap!
　　 Li Shengli's face was cold. The anger and strength of the whole body during the most recent period have been gathered on this angry palm without reservation, violent and unrestrained.
　　Bang! !
　　 A loud noise!
　　 This time it was really the sound of a giant horse.
　　 Everyone on the scene was stunned, and Li Shengli was really not intentional. The killing ball went directly to the jazz bench and scared the jazz legion...
　　 "Grass mud horse!"
　　 "Hide, hurry away!"
　　 "Your uncle Lee, are you real?"
　　 "This... this shit, run, run!"
　　……
Because Li Shengli used to be a general in the peak years of the Jazz, the life-threatening kung fu is faster and more ruthless than the iron elbow Malone, but the three giants of Limas and the water fountain team that had dominated the league have already ran their own things. Players don't have the concept of putting on a cap and dying alone, and more importantly...the sound reminders are too late.
　　 咣咣.
　　 Jazz bench bench feathers!
　　 As the head coach, Sloan experienced several such horrors lightly, responded quickly to stress, and ran away.
　　 It was also fortunate that he ran fast, because when he looked back... the ball was the one that hit his small bench. The man just ran away, the small bench blocked the knife for him, and the hollow tube bench legs were all discounted.
　　……
　　Oh my god, is this a smash?
This is the first time the Lakers fans in the audience have heard, but never seen it, and the Lakers stood up on the bench, hooked their heads, crossed the technical table, and looked over to the Jazz. The mouth was all O-shaped.
　　 As for the Jazz bench in the hardest hit area, except for Sloan and the few bench old men who ran first, the newcomers were all ignorant.
　　 "Damn it, Lee, you little want to kill me?" Jerry Sloan scolded, no matter what his demeanor.
　　 "Fuck your uncle, Li, you are real!" Malone is also crazy, because if his old man Sloan had seen Li Shengli's smashing cap, he would have to swallow the spot and lose half of the blood.
　　 "This... I didn't pay attention, I didn't mean it." Li Shengli touched his head and slammed with his right hand, which caused palms to be numb, but it was very cool to get back the original feeling. "Next time, pay attention next time!"
　　 "Do you want to have a horse next time?" Malone's face was stiff.
　　 "Damn, don't you mess with us, can you still fight?" Stockton also scolded.
　　 didn't wait for Li Shengli to call back again, and Jerry Sloan called a timeout with a black face.
　　Although the game has just begun, Li Shengli's block shot still reminded Sloan of the dark rule of Limas, but it was the Jazz who felt the fear of death this time.
　　……
　　 Both sides returned to the bench.
　　 In terms of Jazz, Sloan, Malone, and Stockton had horrified faces, and Malone glared at Greg, which was not as good as he spoke at the beginning.
　　 "Damn, Greg, what did you say about him on the horse?"
　　 "Nothing, I just can't get used to him."
　　 "You can't look at him?" Stockton is usually the eldest brother of the team, which is also anxious. "Shit, then you know he can't look at you, what is the end of your horse riding?"
　　 "Just been banned for 20 games, will he still dare to touch me? Not afraid of the ban, then he will come!"
　　Dare he dare to touch you?
　　 Was your mind squeezed by the door?
　　 If Croti is here today, the lunatic can knock your brains out for drinking.
　　 Not to mention, Li Shengli also has a big book, people are not rare to touch you, you will be gone when you shout!
　　 Malone would like to slap Greg's two slaps, a little bit hate the iron into steel, compared to Li Shengli, who once belonged to the Jazz...Greg has too many grades.
　　How can people without strength have self-esteem?
　　 There are many people who have been blasted by Li Shengli, so tonight you can do it?
"Greg, don’t blame us for saying you, it’s for your own good, young people who have not experienced our time, there is no way to understand who Li Shengli was in the past, don’t die, you almost hurt the coach just now Now."
　　 "I...I didn't really say anything about him!" Greg panicked.
　　 "You didn't say anything, he would be like this ghost. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com Do you know that his ghostly appearance will hurt people?"
　　 "But I really..."
　　 "Okay, shut up for me!" Jerry Sloan saw Malone gossip around Greg and immediately scolded.
　　 "Tonight, with all his strength and twelve points of spirit, Li... this time is really back."
　　 "Karl, on the offensive end, follow the previous tactics. As for the defensive end, give up the Lakers No. 4 position, go up and hold me the bastard."
　　 "Greg, put away your sneaky self-esteem, recognize your position, fight well, no one blames you."
　　 "John, you are responsible for the offensive end, and on the defensive end, let Lee's younger brother Kobe enjoy the game."
　　 "And you, Honasek, Lucky Crotty is not here, you are running more to respond to John's pass."
　　……
　　Jerry Sloan, like a big enemy?
　　 Hornacek, who had a pig's waist, scratched his head, not understanding.
　　 "Coach, the game has just started. We haven't played the Lakers before. The lineup is intact. We all pressed them to play. Now the lineup is incomplete. Is it so nervous?"
　　 "Why not, I feel that this bastard's grumpy tonight...started." Sloan glanced at the Lakers bench, and Malone and Stockton both nodded.
　　 "I feel it too!"
"me too!"
　　 "Okay, go up, Carl and John, look at some teammates, don't annoy him, and don't let him break our people."