Chapter 352: Wang Hao VS Meng 8 Team (the boss walks well)

　　 At the end of the first half of the game, the 80:74 Chinese team still took a 6-point lead. Although the score was ahead, every Chinese player looked dignified. 6 points were not enough for the US team to run two rounds.
　　 "Let’s talk about how to play in the second half"
　　 In the lounge, Nakamiya is surrounded by people.
　　 "Let Wang Hao speak, he has more experience in fighting this kind of tough battle."
　　...
　　 "What kind of experience is mine, I just take the ball and do it myself."
　　 "Don't worry about whether you do it alone, just win."
　　 The palace guide was also a little bit frustrated. The first half of the game palace guide was out. If it weren't for Wang Hao and Yao Ming's super-skilled performance, the score would have been opened to the Pacific so big. Since Wang Hao can do it alone, let him do it.
　　 "Everyone, fully cooperate with Wang Hao, don't tell me who wins or loses, since it is everyone's responsibility to win the honor, then everyone will carry it together if you lose, and the coaching team will take the lead to resign."
　　 Gong's guidance can be described as breaking the boat, but also to dispel Wang Hao's worries, after all, the domestic keyboard men are not ordinary people.
　　 "Come on!"
　　 Gong guide stretched out his hand and glanced at everyone in the national team like a knife.
　　"Come on"
　　 Yao Ming and Wang Hao quickly stretched out their hands.
　　 "Come on!"
　　 "Hurry up and regain strength, and remember it for me. The remaining 20 minutes will be enough for a lifetime even if you retire. I don't want to see anyone sneaking into me and skiing."
　　Miya instructor exited the lounge after warning again.
　　 wiped the sweat from his head, and without knowing it, Gong Gui's whole body was also wet with sweat.
　　 With the voice of the fans, the second half of the game began.
　　Wang Hao took the lead in entering the game. He knew that everyone could rest in the whole game, but he could not.
　　Wang Hao is here, there is a backbone on the court, and there are people who handle the ball. Yao Ming is inferior to Wang Hao. Yao Ming only has this kind of threat at the basket.
　　 "Come on, Corvo, let me see what else you guys have?"
"Humph!"
　　 As usual, Corvo hummed and started with the ball.
　　 Leaning back against Wang Hao twice, Kobe directly turned over and shot a jump shot picturesquely. As for all kinds of shoulder-shake fake movements, it was a bit redundant, and the two knew each other too well.
　　 Just as Wang Hao couldn't help it, Kobe's fall-back jumper can only be expected to have a bad feel.
　　 As the leader of this dream eight team, at the critical moment, you still have to look at Kobe, whether it is melon, emperor, or cheek, at this time, Kobe is not reliable in the eyes of old K.
　　唰!
　　 The goal is scored.
"Hey!"
　　Although a large part of the players watching the ball on the sidelines are also Kobe fans, no one hopes Kobe will score a goal at this moment.
　　 "Ball!"
　　 At this time, the US team has no time to play the father-son game with you. You defend Kobe by yourself, but if you want to let Kobe defend you when Wang Hao attacked, it is completely idiotic. King Bolong stood straight in front of Wang Hao.
　　 "You know, I don't want it either."
　　 Dragon King Bo scratched his head and directly sent Wang Hao a pressing defense, Corvo and Wu Huang stared at each other and prepared to double-team.
　　 "It's the first time I have seen such a fresh and refined way of playing Mai Tai."
　　 The game continues. If you want to win, don't care who is standing in front of you. No matter who is standing, you will kill him.
　　 There are not many BBs, Wang Hao glanced at the Dragon King, bent over, and pushed straight ahead.
　　 "Fuck! You can't be gentle."
　　 Bolongwang muttered in his mouth, and his body followed honestly.
　　嘭!
　　 Just like in the NBA, King Bolong couldn't stop Wang Hao at all. Kobe and James on the left and right wings quickly got up and chased.
　　 "Come here at this time, it's too late."
　　 The three-point line in the international arena was originally shorter than that of the NBA. With Wang Hao's long legs, after two steps, he jumped up and faced the basket.
　　DUANG!
　　 Wang Hao, like a crane hanging on his head, jumped straight up, slammed the ball into the basket and then fell.
"come!"
　　 Wang Hao yelled at King Bolong.
　　 The Dragon King stepped back and let Kobe face Wang Hao. The meaning was very simple.
　　 "Your son, you can do it."
　　 Kobe has a black line on his head, "Have you never heard of it?"
　　 Corvo is also helpless. God knows that the kid who was selected by the talent at the beginning can cause them such a big trouble in the World Championship. I knew today, at the beginning... um! It smells so good.
The ball from the Meng 8 team was passed back and forth, and finally passed to Kobe. It was not because other people had no offensive means. It is really such a father-son game that is too rare. Next time I want to see it, I might have to wait until the next round of the world game. It doesn't matter whether Kobe will participate in the next World Championship or not. The speed of the American basketball remote mobilization update is definitely faster than that of a certain star mobile phone.
　　 "Can you guard me?"
　　 Kobe continued to beat Wang Hao with his incomprehensible back. Wang Hao really couldn't help it. How to prevent that his body was almost parallel to the floor? Can Wang Hao stretch his arm for a while?
　　 "Cut, as if you could prevent me."
"you...!"
When Kobe couldn’t do what he wanted, now it’s really impossible to guard against Wang Hao. Unlike the first year, Kobe was able to beat Wang Hao. Now if the two were killed with real swords and guns, Kobe would even drive 55. There is no chance.
　　 "Chris, LeBron, teach me this kid."
　　 At this time, Kobe played the role of the boss of his national team and directly commanded two superstar brothers to help the field.
　　 "Hi!"
"okay!"
　　 Yin looked at Wang Hao evilly.
　　 "You guys, what are you doing, I'm so scared!"
　　 She said that she was afraid, but she was unambiguous under her feet. With a strong kick, the whole person turned directly from the gap between the doubles.
"So fast!"
　　 Kobe's eyes shrank, and after the finals, this kid made progress.
　　DUANG!
　　 The most innocent person in this game is the Happy Beast. Yao Ming was beaten at first. Yao Ming finished his beating. Wang Hao started a series of bead guns on the inside. This is too bad to use Warcraft as a superman.
　　 Originally thought that he could show his dominance under the basket in front of the world fans without defending for three seconds. Now that he is in 208, he will not be able to win the eyes of the Chinese team's aces.
　　Yao Ming and Wang Hao are fortunate to say that they have been famous in the NBA for a long time. What the are you, Ah Lian and Da Zhi, you just stop outside the three-point line without even looking at people. Isn't it true that the happy beast dare not go out?
　　 The angry happy beast saw Ah Lian followed up~EbookFREE.me~Dwight, why? Guard your basket. "
　　 Old Coach K’s roar said that Happy Beast is unhappy. He just wants to finish the game quickly and return to Orlando to find the young lady in the nightclub to soothe the trauma of the soul.
"carry on!"
　　 Kobe went on to beat Wang Hao with his back. He had to say that this move was really invincible, but Wang Hao was not a target and stood there and let you hit him. At the moment when Kobe exerted his force, Wang Hao suddenly exerted force on his legs and pushed him against him.
"Ok!"
　　When the ball is shot, Kobe feels bad, "Howard, rebound!"
　　 Happy Beast spread its teeth and danced its claws in the basket. Just as it was about to make a supplement, it looked like a touch of red was flying in the sky.
　　 "What the hell?"
　　 Did not get the ball, the man was almost hit, Howard took a look, Nima, why is it still Wang Hao.
　　 grabbed the rebound and Wang Hao rushed to the front.
　　 "Hurry up!"
　　 The old coach K screamed frantically, and the people of the Meng 8 team chased frantically, but how did you feel that the red jersey was getting farther and farther?
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