bestfiction Chapter 682 Superstition?Don't ask God, I will tell you how to attack with my own mouth!
Chapter 682 Superstition?Don't ask God, I will tell you how to attack with my own mouth!
Cavaliers coach Mike Brown has been sitting on pins and needles off the court!
"What on earth is Boss Han Mo going to do today? Although Han Mo is in the fourth position in the starting lineup handed in, the game is really going on. Don't you really want to defend James?"
"DeRozan's performance this year is indeed pretty good, but it's just good. How can he match up with James?"
"Ghost knows what Boss Han Mo is going to do today!"
Cleveland Cavaliers attack!
The Cavaliers pass the ball outside!
Stephen Curry throws the ball to Hammer at the elbow!
Facing Jamison's single defense, Han Mo still didn't choose to attack, but passed the ball out of his hands again!
Send it back to Curry!
At the time of this out and in, Curry's defense has loosened a bit!
Curry seized the opportunity, pulled it up and shot!
"duang!"
With great strength, hit the iron!
At this time, Han Mo finally started!
He picked up his speed suddenly, left Jamison behind him, wiped himself into the inside line, and twisted his body!
one-hand!
"Oh!"
In the front and rear siege of the 76ers, the ball was fiercely stuffed into the basket!
"Next!" Han Mo retreated, chatted with Jamison like an old friend, and said mysteriously: "Your James will follow me and choose to dunk the frame, and then when he is about to complete the dunk, I will I will slap him fiercely and slap him down from the air!"
"Of course, this is not over. James, who was slapped by me, doesn't have a long memory after getting up, and will continue to attack the basket, and then I will slap him from the air to the ground again!"
Jamison looked crazy: "Why, you still have the ability to predict? Ghosts believe it! We James told us, let us talk to you less!"
But while talking, James has already started!
Just now, Han Mo's dunk really hit James' heart!
"Slam dunk? Who wouldn't?"
When Big Z has pulled Yao Ming out of the penalty area, this is the best time to break in!
James holds the ball and goes straight to the inside!
Stretch!
Rapidly expand the body, forming a powerful bow!
The dunk will come in the next second!
"Snapped!"
Dunk dunks come to an end!
Before the buckle was released, Han Mo directly pressed the ball down from the air!
LeBron James, who was slapped to the ground in this situation, seemed like a lifetime ago: "I seem to have seen this scene last season!"
This is true, every time he meets Han Mo, James is kicked off by a cap every game!
It's just that today's big hat came a little early!
James, who was dizzy from being slapped, was helped up by Jamison with difficulty!
When James saw Jamison, he couldn't get angry: "Didn't you take Han Mo away? Why did he appear under the basket again?"
"Boss!" Jamison didn't answer James' words, but reminded him kindly: "Han Mo said, you have to dunk next, and then he will block you from the air!"
"What the hell?" James frowned. "What does he think he is? A wizard or a prophet?"
And this prophecy is too easy to break, right?
"If I don't choose to dunk next, won't it be over?"
When the ball was sent out again, Chris Paul received the ball without any hesitation and gave it to James again!
As long as James is in good condition, Paul is of course willing to give the ball!
However, James held the ball and waited for five seconds at the top of the arc, and suddenly gave the ball to Jamison!
Jamison was startled, what is this for?Didn't you see that I was being defended by Han Mo?
But then understand in seconds!
"That's right, as long as the ball is shot by me, Han Mo's prophecy will be broken, let alone, the boss is really witty!"
Jamieson no longer hesitated, no matter who was guarding him, he took a big step back from outside the three-point line and distanced himself from Han Mo, anti-aircraft gun!
Shot!
However, what Jamieson didn't expect was that Han Mo didn't go to catch his shot at all, but turned around and rushed directly to the basket!
"what's the situation?"
Jamison is confused!
And James, who was already dangling near the free throw line, also saw this powerful shot!
Judging from the ballistic, it is quite upright, but the power must be too big!
The possibility of entering the basket is almost zero!
Before the big guys at the basket could react, James had already sprinted from the free throw line!
Sure enough, Jamison made this shot, swished it over the basket, and slid out!
At this time James is already waiting in the air!
As soon as the basketball bounced under the basket, he grabbed the ball and wanted to dunk!
At this time, the inside players on both sides of the basket were just about to take off, and it was obviously too late!
James completely predicted this shot in advance!
And Han Mo predicted LeBron James' dunk this time!
"Snapped!"
Another slap!
Steadily and ruthlessly slapped the ball from the side!
The ball and James were knocked to the ground again by Han Mo!
"Oh!"
James fell heavily to the ground again!
The basketball rolled out of the baseline from James' hands, and this time the referee saw it clearly!
The ball goes to the Cleveland Cavaliers!
James was lying on the ground, and Jamison came to help him again!
And James shook his hand directly, opened Jamison, his mind was full of remorse: "Damn, why didn't I hold back just now?"
James got up from the ground and asked Jamison again: "Han Mo said what's going to happen next round?"
Jamison shook his head: "No!"
"Trash!" James yelled, "you can't even do this little thing!"
Jamison was also confused: "Do I still need to be responsible for this?"
Look back, the Cleveland Cavaliers attack!
This round, Han Mo chose to take over the offense!
The first trial shot from beyond the three-point line!
Strike it!
Big Z received the defensive rebound!
Han Mo couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Everyone's long-range shooting feels average today!"
At this time, Jamieson's defense should have ended, but he was still staring at Han Mo. Those big eyes really made Han Mo feel a little scared!
"What are you doing?"
Han Mo couldn't help taking a half step back: "You don't think that I made a three-point shot just now because you defended it?"
Jamison shook his head: "I want to ask you, how should our Philadelphia 76ers attack in the next round!"
"Are you sick? Ask how to attack, ask your coach!" Han Mo was speechless!
"No!" Antawn Jamison shook his head seriously: "If you don't tell me, I won't be able to explain it to our boss!"