Chapter Seventy-One: Inseparable
After a short break, the fourth quarter began.
After the rest just now, Li Qiang felt that he had almost recovered from the vertigo of the impact, and when he stepped on the court again, Li Qiang suddenly had a crazy desire to score.
Yes. Scoring can become a desire.
In a brief warm-up before the start of the fourth quarter, Li Qiang casually stood somewhere at the three-point line and tried to shoot four shots. The basket is like a vast sea, how to throw it.
At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Li Qiang stood in the same place as just now, and shot directly without hesitation after receiving the ball for half a second. Facing the sea-like basket, Li Qiang's shot was as smooth as a beautiful woman dancing.
"Huh" a pleasant voice came.
71:70
This is "SweetSpot"!
The Chicago team attacked, choosing to hand over to Polles, who has the highest success rate on the inside.
I'm squeezing! I'm squeezing! I'm squeezing! Facing Swani, who switched back to the interior in the fourth quarter, Pores easily squeezed twice and entered the attack range, slapped the ball and was ready to turn around and dunk.
"Smack!" Li Qiang used the flying dragon in the sky to forcibly seal the ball!
Li Qiang, who got the ball, was not in a hurry, and did not choose a one-stop service, but dribbled slowly through the half.
Li Qiang suddenly stuffed the ball straight to Swani under the basket! What's he doing? Do you want Swani to single Pores? What a hilarious thing about this in the city? Polles, who had just been covered with a fire, was already raising his hands and was about to move.
Swaney made a clumsy feint under the basket, and after jumping high, he was already in front of Polees' overwhelming giant spirit palm!
Swani passes back to Li Qiang! I don't know when, Li Qiang has two more teammates around him, separating the defenders.
Li Qiang, who "brushed" no defense, once again contributed a three-pointer.
"! What did you guys do! No one can prevent it! Chicago's head coach on the sidelines burst into a rage and called a timeout.
"Are you fucking idiots? How many times have I told you! There is only one Li Qiang on the other side who can fight! The rest of them are just a bunch of minions! A bunch of scrap wood! A bunch of scumbags! "The head coach in Chicago was spewing and roaring.
"As long as we keep Li Qiang in check, we will win! With the victory just around the corner, do you still want her to escape? You have to remember that you are not defending Li Qiang, you have to treat Li Qiang as the most dangerous **** in the world! He must not be allowed to move! You are willing to give yourselves to be his handcuffs and shackles。。。。。。 "The head coach in Chicago was waiting for the chatter to continue spraying manure when the timeout came.
After the pause, Li Qiang found that the opponent's defense against him had increased again! Beside him, the defending brick family Tedler and the little Allah Arawang are inseparable from themselves like two shadows.
It's so nasty! Two sticky flies can't be separated no matter how you use the block. Wherever Li Qiang went, those two shadows followed. The six arms kept making physical contact, as if even if Li Qiang rewarded them with a piece of Xiang at this moment, they were happy to eat it.
"——Just to accompany you" Tedler and Arawang, just like the sweet second and third mothers, no matter how big the waves are, how dark the sky is, accompany themselves from beginning to end, inseparable, no matter the ups and downs...
On the Michigan side, since Li Qiang was watched in these three rounds, the offense has not improved, even if the remaining four people play three, the offensive efficiency is not high.
Polles under the basket is like an inside gate, and the three-second zone has become a no-fly zone. Michigan's perimeter was really not very good, and Solomon, the only one who could shoot three-pointers, was marked one-on-one.
Rajes, who is good at breaking through, Ba Siba on the inside and Swaney on the inside, can't even get into the inside line that is single-handedly handled by Polles.
On the other hand, opponents frequently use Porres to eat hard or small hooks in basketball, and the success rate is very high! It seems that the opponent is using Poles to attack hard!
Li Qiang glanced at the scoreboard, 76:80. The opponent actually played a 10:2 scoring tide!
Grass-grass-grass!