In the deathly silence of the Toyota Center, the ball in Beverley's hand slowly flapped, causing the hearts of all the fans to follow quietly, and it seemed to beat heavily. In the Bobcat and Rockets rest area, all the players were standing and watching the game, even the big-name main players of the Rockets were nervously clenching their fists. The last attack, the last ball, will decide the fate of both sides......

The Bobcats head coach kept his eyes wide open on the sidelines, sometimes looking up at the time, sometimes looking down at the field. He knew that Beverley had a good chance of passing the ball to Wen Hao for Wen Hao to handle in the last attack. Because judging from the seven minutes just now, Beverley has completely believed Wen Hao, and the passes between him and Wen Hao are increasing.

Seeing that there were only seven seconds left in the clock, the Bobcat coach suddenly seemed to fall into a frenzy, waving his hands wildly and shouting to the players on the field with all his strength: "Bag Clip No. 5, Bag Clip No. 5......"

According to the instructions of the head coach, the Bobcats players immediately came to Wen Hao, Gordon had a pair of cold eyes and stuck tightly behind Wen Hao, and the other two Bobcats players were wrapping towards Wen Hao from both sides. It's amazing how a fringe player can be cared for in such a special way. However, the fans and players have no time to be surprised, their hearts have been tightly held by basketball.

Beverley was originally going to pass the ball to Wen Hao, but seeing Wen Hao being surrounded by three people, he immediately stopped, held the ball with both hands, and was a little hesitant to pass the ball to others, but No. 11 was grabbing a position on the inside, Parsons was also targeted in the bottom corner, and although the other player had some vacant space for the time being, his ability was too poor, and handing the ball to him was tantamount to self-destruction.

In the midst of hesitation, time passed extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, only the last two and a half minutes remained. The hearts of Rocket fans have already raised their throats, and countless female fans have covered their mouths and stared at the court. Their minds went blank, and it seemed that the whole world was just nervous.

Rocket owner Alexander and general manager Morey both clenched their fists at this time, and their palms were already sticky.

Everyone at the scene was already extremely nervous. However, the smile on the corner of the Bobcats head coach's mouth slowly appeared and spread on his face. It's only two seconds, it's only two seconds, and after two seconds, the Bobcats win!

But those two seconds became a moment he will never forget, and even after many years, he has stepped down from the managerial position, and he still can't let go of those two seconds.

On the court, in the last two seconds, Beverley was hesitating who to pass to, but saw Wen Hao in the three-person bag stretching out his hand to ask for the ball, and Wen Hao's hands were raised very high, almost level with his head. Beverley was a little puzzled, Wen Hao in the three-person bag, even if he wanted to get the ball, he couldn't make any moves at all, what did he want the ball for? And most people always avoid their heads when they want the ball, but when Wen Hao asks for the ball, he completely raises his hands in front of his head, so doesn't he just block the view after taking the ball?

But time was too tight for Beverly to think about it, and he decided to believe Wen Hao. After three matches, Wen Hao has earned his trust.

So under the surprised gaze of everyone, the basketball flew towards Wen Hao in the three-person bag. It's like a slow-motion replay, the basketball flies towards Wen Hao's head, and Wen Hao raises his hand in front of his face to make a posture of catching the ball.

The three players who sandwiched Wen Hao were nervous, and they were busy getting into their positions, especially Gordon behind Wen Hao, who carried Wen Hao's back tightly with his chest and didn't let him take a step.

The basketball flew very fast, but it seemed to fly very slowly, and half a second later, it came to Wen Hao. However, at this moment, a scene that everyone will never forget for a lifetime happened.

Seeing that the ball was less than half a meter away from Wen Hao, his outstretched hands did not catch the ball, but suddenly hung down, so that the ball flew directly towards his face. But when the ball was less than ten centimeters away from his face, he suddenly deflected his head at a very fast speed, and the basketball flew past his face with the sound of the wind, and then swiped past Gordon's face behind him, and flew directly into the hand of the inside No. 11.

No. 11 didn't expect the ball to fly over suddenly, he was slightly stunned, subconsciously caught the ball, and before the opponent's center could react, the basket half turned around and hooked his hand-

"Huh."

The sound of the basketball rubbing against the net is like the swan song of the rocket millennium.

"Tick-"

The lights are on and whistle, like the butcher's knife of the fate of the bobcat.

“**！” The head coach of the Bobcats scolded angrily, and the tactical board in his hand slammed to the ground and fell apart.

“**！” Several Bobcats players blurted out as they followed the manager, and the frustration on their faces was unmistakable.

Gordon held his head in his hands, chagrin to the extreme. He could have defended it, as long as he was standing a little bit off, he could have defended the ball with his head.

“**,**,**!” In his frustration, Gordon said a series of explosions.

Thousands of miles away in the Qiao family's compound, the Qiao gang leader stood up suddenly like a gunpowder explosion, and smashed out half a can of beer in his hand angrily, hitting the TV screen that occupied most of the wall. The TV was instantly plunged into darkness, and only a shocking crack extended. Beer crawled slowly down the crack like tears.

In the TV that had gone black, the cheers of the scene like magma erupted, filling the hall of Qiao's gang leader.

"Get out, get out of here!" Joe grabbed the remote control and cried, and smashed it on the TV screen again. The remote control parts flew apart, and there were a few more shocking cracks on the TV screen. Jordan's face is really hard to see.

It wasn't the first time he'd smashed the TV, but never had he been so angry. With seven minutes left in the fourth quarter, they still led by 15 points, but in the end they were killed by one point. Shame, shame, shame! No matter what team owner is, it is impossible to be calm in the face of such a shame.

"If I were on the court, I would never let such a shame befall me." Qiao Gang Leader thought angrily, vaguely, the years of the Bull Dynasty came to mind again.

Diametrically opposed to the cold atmosphere of the Qiao family's compound, the Toyota Center was like a drop of water rolling into an oil pot, reaching the peak of boiling in an instant. All the fans raised their arms and a huge cheer came from their mouths. Countless fans poured into the stadium, red streamers falling from the sky.

Houston, tonight is destined to be an exciting sleepless night. And in this sleepless night, No. 5 and No. 11, the Chinese pair, are destined to be remembered by all Rockets fans.

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[I once read in a basketball magazine that Joe Gang Leader did smash the TV many times because of the Bobcats' incompetence, which is not apocryphal. ps: If it's cool to read, collect and recommend it, it's important for the new book. 】

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