Chapter 567: The last stubbornness of the Heat

　　 After the emperor rushed to the front court with the ball, he began to cover his head and dash. At this time, he couldn't take care of that much. What fouls, what big moves, and what is the use? The game is about to lose, and what is the use of entangled in the number of fouls? The emperor would rather be punished by the referee now than watch the Lakers win the championship.
This is my emperor. If you change to Bowen and Holly, you would have thought about those crooked ways. The lost emperor is a self-proclaimed person who disdains to use those crooked ways. Otherwise, with the impact of our emperor, he wants to be in the Lakers. It is not difficult to cause some injuries in the formation.
　　 My emperor has now given up to continue mobilizing his teammates, after all, it is difficult for him to score now.
The Lakers are still mindlessly hitting the ball to Yao Ming. The score difference is now 30 points. As long as Yao Ming takes the ball, he is not soft, and put the ball firmly into the basket every time. It can be said that the league has two. The new-generation center was overshadowed by Yao in a playoff game.
　　 "The inside line is dying. After Yao Ming retires, who can take the banner? Could it be Wang Hao as a small forward?"
　　 Barkley sighed.
　　 "Charles, the age has changed slightly!"
Kenny Smith is not salty to say that this round of the series can be seen, except for the confrontation between Wang Hao and James, the rest of the people can not see the iron and blood atmosphere at the beginning, and even give People feel a little soft.
　　 "Zhan Zhan! Are we going to lose?"
　　 The official timeout of the third quarter, Cheek Gang and Zhan Zhan sat together like a pair of lovers, reporting the group to get warm.
Wade couldn’t accept it, forming a historical-level Big Five lineup. Even if he was facing the pinnacle Bulls led by Jordan, he dared to break his wrist, but now it is about to be four to one by the Lakers. They can’t accept it, let alone. The only game they won that they could accept was the result of the Lakers' release.
　　 It is certain that after this round of the series, the Heat's Big Five will inevitably become a laughing stock.
　　 "Cheek, let's fight it again."
"Ok!"
　　 The eyes of the emperor and the cheeks looked at each other affectionately.
　　 "The next wave may be the Heat's strongest offensive, and it may also be their last offense. Defending, the championship is ours, and it is the first four consecutive championships in recent years."
　　 At this time, it is no longer meaningful to discuss seniority in the team, and it has reached the moment when the bayonet is popular.
　　 "Go!"
　　 Back to the game, my emperor and the cheeks can be said to be completely red-eyed, and now they can't accommodate anything other than the basket.
　　 "Ball!"
　　 The emperor yelled angrily, held the basketball in Delong's hand, and carried Wang Hao to a three-pointer.
　　DUANG!
　　 If the heart is unstable, the hands are unstable. Now my emperor's heart is in a mess.
　　 This game, or this round of series is too important, came to Miami with infamy and formed the top five big team. As a result, only one goal was won in the final round.
　　 After Yao Ming steadily scored a goal, my emperor once again stood in front of Wang Hao with the ball. This time, my emperor's momentum changed. If the impact just now made him look like a martyr, now he is a dead soldier.
　　 "What are you doing?"
　　 Wang Hao looked at our emperor's eyes and asked vigilantly.
　　 "You'll know in a while."
　　 My emperor exerted all his strength, exhausted all his energy, and began to single out with Wang Hao.
　　 "Zhan Zhan, it's useless, you can't win what you know."
　　 Wang Hao opened his mouth and hit.
　　 "It has nothing to do with victory or defeat, only you and me."
　　 It is rare for my emperor to forget the outcome of the game and become self-willed.
　　 This is also no way. Until now, my emperor doesn't want to lose in the battle. If my emperor can find a place on Wang Hao, it will be covered with the last fig leaf.
　　 "You can attack as much as you like."
　　Wang Hao clapped his hands to our emperor with a look in his eyes.
My emperor’s move can be said to be an arrogant maneuver. As long as my emperor attacks, Wang Hao must guard against him. Originally, Wang Hao thought that this moment would have to wait, at least not now. But he did not expect that my emperor was so anxious.
　　嘭!
　　 The two were strangling together, and the referee subconsciously relaxed the scale of the match between the two. As long as the two of them made moves that were not so dangerous, the referee would pretend to ignore it.
At this time, Wang Hao and our emperor were fighting again. They were like Siamese babies, with arms folded and legs resting on their legs. Stern frowned on the sidelines, but then stretched out. , Because the fans did not boo because the two men fell into a hand-to-hand fight, but instead burst into more enthusiastic cheers.
　　 "Not bad!"
　　 Stern nodded with satisfaction. Although Staples fans can't represent all, but at least a large part of it.
　　 The Emperor took advantage of the initiative of his attacking side, holding the ball in both hands, spreading his elbows, and making a big turn.
　　 Wang Hao straightened his chest up, and my emperor's elbow hit Wang Hao's chest firmly.
　　 The muffled chest sound even the fans heard clearly, but Wang Hao did not back down.
　　 "Hard, basketball should be played like this. When Shah controlled the basket, the ball lacked a man who dared to put his elbow on the ball",
　　Barkley didn't forget the DISS bench O'Neal at this time, making O'Neal roll his eyes.
　　 The emperor used his elbow to kick Wang Hao and scored the ball.
　　 My emperor’s provocative eyes were sent, and even the fans also hoped that Wang Hao would respond, but Wang Hao did give the ball to Yao Ming in full view.
　　 "This kid!"
　　 Yao Ming shook his head and sighed, and once again ravaged Libynum. Yao would not play any humility at this time, and he would not disappoint his little brother's kindness.
　　 Isn't this how basketball should be ~EbookFREE.me~ There are flesh and blood, sentiment and justice, confrontation and passion, enemies on the court, brothers off the court.
　　 After Yao Ming scored a goal, the emperor held the ball and once again twisted with Wang Hao.
　　 The three referees paid close attention to other places very tacitly, and at the same time warned others with their eyes not to bother the two who were singled out.
　　 The sweat on my emperor’s forehead has already converged into a stream. Similarly, Wang Hao’s jersey has long been pierced by sweat, but no one backed away at this time.
　　咣当!
　　 The two collided and fell to the ground.
　　 No one controlled the basketball. The basketball bounced lonely on the floor. The teammates on both sides were lost at this time, and no one came to pick up the ball.
　　 The referee’s whistle was placed in his mouth, waiting for the ball to go out of bounds.
　　 Just as the ball was about to go out of bounds, a big hand grabbed the basketball, and then another person reached up, and the two lay on the ground and grabbed it again.
　　 toot toot!
　　 The referee sounded a hurried whistle, and even though the whistle rang, the two did not let go.
"Out of bounds!"
　　 The two of them grabbed too much selflessness, and they got out of bounds.
　　 The referee watched for a long time, and finally, out of sympathy, handed the ball to the Heat.
　　
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