Chapter 818: The dust settles

At this time, there are 3 seconds left. O'Neill's position is not good and he can't wait, because he found Knight, Li Shengli and Artest all around, and if it is nailed in place and can't shoot, 3 seconds is absolutely not enough.
　　 "This position..." Kobe also rushed up, and he was very happy, because ten thousand middle distance O'Neal is not as good as a basket O'Neal, and the distance from O'Neal to the basket is the middle left of the penalty area.
　　 "Old... big... crucified... him!" Artest flew.
　　 "I'm still here!" Knight was also excited to block the first jump. Even if O'Neal didn't shoot, it didn't matter. The second wave took Li Shengli and Artest, and the time was so little, I was not afraid.
　　 "Don't... don't foul!" Li Shengli shouted loudly on the road. After all, it was determined that O'Neal shot. O'Neill's CIC is much worse than the average center. The threat is but not great.
In any case, the Lakers’ win has reached the highest point in this game. I know that Phil Jackson has some expectations on the sidelines, but this expectation...Only for a moment, Garnett just flew up and got up. I wanted to support O'Neill, but I never expected to get up too fast and startled Artest. He instinctively hid and shifted his focus a bit.
　　 Frontline at this time, Knight took the lead to block and consume the last time.
His confidence comes from the second wave of Artest blocked and the subsequent third wave of Li Shengli, and Artest also knows... Knight’s jump has fallen, and here is his time, but The problem is that Garnett not only moved slower, but also took off time incorrectly. He rushed towards O’Neal straightly, and slapped one O’Neal and one stumbled with a slap...the referee immediately blew post.
　　 "Grass, this..."
　　 "Damn, why is this so?"
Li Shengli and Kobe are all dumbfounded, and in the deafening shouts erupting at the Garden Arena at this time... Artest is going crazy, and turning back to chase Garnett will kill him, Garnett watch If the situation is not right, run away, but fortunately, the Lakers are still pulling Artest.
　　 "You are the king and the yawn!"
　　 "Damn, die, you, who else do you want to blame? Blame me?"
　　 "You... you are dead, you are dead, I will kill you on my horse!"
　　 "Lee, come on!" Garnett looked at Artest, who was glaring at the pair of eyes, and immediately shouted Li Shengli: "Lee, don't cheat on you, what you see, that's not my problem!"
　　 "Boss, don't worry, I will kill him today on my horse!"
"Shut up, shut up!" Li Shengli's face was black at this time, and he never expected that the last moment would burst out, and he held the furious Artest, waiting for Kobe and Croti to come together. It was so hard to say that he held him.
　　 "Ron, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
　　 "This is the best of the worst results, after all, O'Neal made the free throw!"
　　 "Also...there is still a chance, keep it steady!"
"I don't care, no one cares about me, punish me, and kill him when the punishment is over. This is just yelling at me!" Artest was about to explode, pinching the end of the burning lead, almost exploding, and this Yes... O'Neill really hit the free throw line, but Li Shengli found that the face of the goods was pale, the white was too much, and the blacks were no longer black.
　　 "Lee, is this guy okay?" Kobe asked before Li Shengli went to the free throw zone.
"I don't know, but I feel he has a problem!" Li Shengli panted and frowned. There is no way up to now. The victory and defeat are all in O'Neill's hands. This feeling is very bad, but stand well. The position glanced at O'Neal, and O'Neal also glanced at him.
　　 "Hey, Shaq, are you okay to ride a horse?"
　　 "I... I'm almost... dead, you ask me if I have anything?"
　　 "Damn, no, won't you just hurt yourself?"
"Don't talk to...I...I'm on my horse to...free throws!" O'Neill held his breath, because two free throws were fatal and could cost the Lakers or the Celtics, and It is conceivable how much pressure is on the championship's free throw shootout.
A penalty goal is overtime, but he can’t play it. He was hit by Artest just now. I don’t know where it hurts. Because the whole body hurts, the result of a penalty goal may be that this will lose And, if this is lost, if his inexplicable pain is seriously injured, then the seventh game... is gone.
As for scoring 2 free throws, it’s simple and straightforward to win the championship, but O’Neill was so panicked that he forgot the severe pain in his body, because the entire league knows how bad his free throws are, and this season will be 50% early, and if every One goal is calculated at 50%, and the chance of making 2 free throws is 25%. Of course, this kind of thing is not based on probability alone, but the fact is that O’Neal is not confident.
　　Not even O'Neill's panic, Li Shengli was also panicked for the first time. The panic was the playoff bonus. If O'Neill made a full penalty, there would be a loss of more than 2 million US dollars inside and outside.
　　 "Can't enter!"
　　 "Do not enter!"
　　 "God, don't let this dead fat man enter!"
No one would like to talk rubbish, Garnett would be opposite, so the Lakers just prayed silently, and O’Neill held his breath with his first penalty...Bump, collapse, collapse jumped several times, everyone When his heart was about to collapse, the ball stumbled into the basket, and it exploded in the silent stadium just now, and then fell back again, waiting for O'Neill's second penalty.
　　 "Grass!!!"
　　 "This is also in?"
　　 "Stabilize, stabilize, and have a chance!"
　　 "Garnett, don't run on your horse. If this goal is scored, I will let you die here!"
O'Neill's pale and deep breath, a ball was not enough to relax him, Garnett was also extremely nervous, as if he had not heard Artest at all, and Kobe outside Lee Shengli glanced at...because at this time it really became A ball of life and death.
　　 No one knows how nearly 20,000 people have remained silent, but now there is no sound at all, and O'Neill dribbled the ball a few times and dragged it until the limited last time... with a bang, the ball shot!
　　 Everyone's eyes are hard to move.
Like the last penalty, the ball crashed on the interface of the frame and no one knew why O’Neal’s free throw was always so thrilling, and when the ball fell, it was different from the last time, this time... directly By swiping the net, the Celtics overtake one point.
The scene was all boiling, but there were less than 3 seconds left in the game, and there was no chaos on the field, but when Li Shengli served Kobe, Kobe Bryant didn't even hit the rebound with a super long shot... The chaos immediately went on the field, Kay The Celtic army rushed up, cheering and celebrating, and Artest finally exploded, igniting the emotions of both sides.
　　 "Lying trough, Ron went up to work!"
　　 "Go and help them, kill them!"
　　 "Damn, Kevin was beaten up, quickly, go on, them!"
　　 "Call people, call people!"
The two sides were on the verge, and Li Shengli was really powerless. He could only drag the physical and psychological collapse of the ball after the penalty, and O'Neill sitting on the floor was dragged under the basket. The two were sitting against the basket base. Together, they greeted the camera on the sidelines.
　　……
　　 "Is this...a fight again?" O'Neill's face was pale but he could still see the excitement.
"Yeah, fight again!" Li Shengli glanced at Artest chasing Garnett and Pierce, but Kobe Bryant, who was following him, shouted: "Hello, Croti , Help me watch Kobe!"
"Fuck, look at Kobe? You are too eccentric. Wasn't Kevin also a teammate with you before? I didn't see you let Artest play a little lighter. Look at playing Kevin... …" O'Neill watched Garnett beaten, his nose running and bleeding, but he seemed happy.
　　 "Then who let you win, beaten once and won the championship, it is already very valuable."
"Go! Then last year you won the championship again and beat people?" O'Neill leaned back: "Really, I finally won you once, but my mood is very complicated... I never thought it would be mine Free throws, I think I can be the best free throw coach in the league in the future!"
"You stepping on a horse and still serve as a free throw coach? Actually, I didn't expect... to be loathed by your stinky free throws, this is disgusting, shit, this is the most disgusting game I've ever played. You killed, you fat man!" Li Shengli panted without forgetting O'Neill.
　　 "Then there is no way, I won...cough cough..."
　　 "What are you doing?" Li Shengli glanced at O'Neill who coughed and said: "Your uncle, if you win, you will pretend to die. You still have to be shameless, who will you show it to!"
　　 "Fart, I stepped on the horse and filled the whole audience, cough...the whole audience... asshole!"
"Just you hit the horse, I didn't hit it?" Li Shengli said in disgust and asked again: "But... are you sure it's okay, I think your big face is almost white, don't get hurt!" "
"I don't know. I'll see a team doctor later. Anyway, it can be raised during the offseason. It's not a big problem. In addition... Do you congratulate me? How can I say it is also the championship~EbookFREE.me ~MVP in the Finals?"
　　 "I congratulate you? I congratulate you for being a fart. You didn't see you last year. Congratulations to me, and I lost... Damn, I've put it on your head, you have to pay me!"
　　 "That won't work. I'm the first championship. I fought it back and managed my fart!"
"Get out, wait for you to catch up with me and say, you have a championship and I want to congratulate you?" Li Shengli pulled O'Neal and watched the chaos on the court and said: "Okay, almost played It’s time to let go."
"Damn, you don't have to go through. I really want to kill Kevin and Paul!" O'Neill said, his face black and white, and white and blue, because Garnett and Pierce were like that. Kung Fu was almost hiccupped by Artest alone.
　　 "I didn't fight again, why did you rely on me!"
　　 "Nonsense, Artest and Croti, if you don't let them fight, they will fight? You are not a good person by nature!"
"Come and go, did you forget when we were beaten or did we help you out? Are you embarrassing to say me now, do you still want me to protect you?" Li Shengli continued: "But this will not be said beforehand, Shaq, still congratulation!"
　　 "Hey, this is what people say!"
　　 "A championship? Oops, it's almost overtaking me, uncomfortable, Shaq!"
　　 "You...you leave me!"
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