"Haha...... Reggie? Miller to Kwame standing on the sidelines? Brown has a challenge, what is he going to do? He's going to compare his singles ability under the basket with Kwame? Or the ability to grab rebounds? In fact, this does not need to be compared, I can tell Sù Reggie very clearly? Miller, he's going to lose on both of these two! If you compare their sexual ability, at the level of Kwame Brown's ability to drive for 9o minutes, I believe that Reggie Miller is not an opponent, and if you compare who has a bigger mouth, this Reggie Miller's odds of winning are not small...... "Charles? Barkley scoffed from the commentary bench.

"I think Reggie? Miller wants to be with Kwame again? Brown had a three-point contest and the last time he was in the All-Star Game? Brown and Reggie? Miller killed the sky and the dark, and finally Kwame? Brown God Possession announced the birth of a new king with an unexpected perfect score, I think Reggie? Miller must have been unconvinced. "Kenny? Smith took over Charles? Barkley said.

"Reggie? Miller is really a little shameless, he actually drew a line on what he is best at his home stadium, and let Kwame jump into it, this fucking bastard, I've never seen such a shameless person! ”

"Charles, you can't say that, you have to know that this is the city of Indianapolis, and it's easy to get yourself in trouble. Maybe when you walk out of the Conceco Arena, someone will hit you the back of the head with a baseball bat! ”

"Hah...... Should I buy a steel helmet right away......?"

Time out!

"Michael, what's going on?" Doug? Collins was a little baffled by these feelings about life, waiting for Michael? Jordan asked anxiously as soon as he sat on the bench.

Michael? Jordan: As a result, I handed me a towel and wiped my sweat. Said: "Damn! That bastard shot a three-pointer and then bragged to me, and I said he was at a level that even a center could do. After saying it a few times in a row, it became like this! ”

Doug? Collins frowned, pondering a good idea.

Challenge?

Or should it not be fought?

Faced with this situation, Doug? Collins didn't seem to know what to do. Let me face off, go one-on-one with a shooting guard, obviously it is to hit the other with my own shortcomings, and there is a great possibility that I can't prevent it. There is a good chance that there will be some changes to what would have been an easy victory. And if I don't face it, everyone can imagine how tomorrow's newspapers will sarcastically call me a coward, and if I don't get it right, it will greatly affect my commercial value and affect my image in the hearts of all Americans.

"Doug, this game is already more than 2o points ahead. Let's get Kwame on! Even Kwame can't guard him. He can't stop Kwamei either! If you can beat that bastard once in the three-point contest, you will definitely be able to beat him this time! And I'm sure Kwame can win him! And what if Kwame wins Reggie this time? Miller, I'm sure their morale will be demoralized and the next two games will be better. "Michael? Jordan said confidently.

Yes! Reggie? Miller is the unique spiritual leader of the Indiana Pacers, and his accurate three-point shooting makes every Indiana feel confident in the game at all times, because they know Reggie? Miller will take out his opponent in the last second! And what if I'm with Reggie? Miller won him in one-on-one favors, and the morale of the Indiana Pacers would have been devastated. We will definitely not be able to recover anytime soon, so we will definitely have a very easy time taking out our opponents in the rest of the series.

Doug? Collins thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay! Since Reggie? Miller wants to die, and we'll send him to God! After a while, Chauncey replaces Tyrone, Kwame replaces Caron, and when you come on the court, you pay attention to Kwame as a cover and do a block. Michael, you're going to run like this......"

When the timeout came, everyone stood up. Me, Brandon? Heywood, Carlos? Boozer, Michael? Jordan, Chauncey? Billups five people sat in a circle, holding hands and putting them together. shouted in unison: "Come on!" Kill the Pacers! ”

"Kwamei, don't be nervous, it's not once or twice that you win him, I'm afraid he's a bird, his height is no longer 1o can't reach your shot, don't worry about shooting!" Michael? Jordan said with a gentle pat on my shoulder.

I nodded! Motioned to reassure him. Actually, I myself understand, to Reggie? Miller's physique, unless he uses some unconventional movements, he can't stop my shots, his height is a little too short for me, and he's too thin.

The key is whether I can defend against his shots, I have never tried to defend against a shooting guard, a scoring guard who is 12 centimeters shorter than me will definitely fall a few streets behind me in terms of physical flexibility, can I defend myself against Reggie? Miller doesn't have any confidence at all, but I have to guard him in this game, if I can't guard Reggie? Miller, those reporters on the sidelines don't know what to say in the newspapers? As for me being Reggie? Miller's explosion, I will never allow it.

"Boy, you finally dare to come out! Did you find encouragement in your little lover? All right! It doesn't matter if your little lover gives you encouragement, I'll show you my strength today! "Reggie? Miller walked up to me with a vicious face and said unashamedly.

I touched my slick head, looked at the guy in front of me, and said viciously: "I don't have a very good memory, I really want to remember that your mouth won first place in the All-Star Contest, I can't remember......"

"Wait and see! Rookie! I hope you don't run into your mother's arms and cry! "Reggie? Miller threatened me to turn around and run to the backcourt.

I'm swimming around from beyond the three-point line, and it's my first time playing at a shooting guard, which is a little unfamiliar, but it doesn't matter because it's a lot easier than what I've been doing. In the past, I used to run from the inside to the outside to catch and shoot, but now I don't need to, I just need to stand outside the three-point line to catch the ball, turn around, shoot, and the job is much simpler.

Reggie? Miller stuck to my back like a dogskin plaster, and his palm was attacking my armpit, and it was touching it randomly, which made me feel uncomfortable. I hurriedly took a step forward and shook off Reggie? Miller, but within a second Reggie Miller was tapping on me again, and his hands began to grope around me.

I want to curse and punch up, Reggie? Miller actually used this defensive style to make me feel uncomfortable in a single place.

I'm a little annoyed, I use my body to slam Reggie? Miller's body crashed. Can I imagine Reggie? Miller's emaciated body was knocked away by me, but my body didn't touch anything, there was no obstacle, and I almost fell to the ground because of the loss of strength.

"Drop!" The referee's whistle sounded.

I turned my head to look, and now that hateful Reggie? Miller was lying on the floor smirking on his face.

I'm yin.

It is said that the people who survived the 9o era are old monsters, and everyone who has gone through the tragic kind of the 9o era is extremely shrewd, fighting, trash talk, and yin people fake falling and stumbling are all as common as eating and drinking, and everyone is fucking able to use a few peerless martial arts to deal with opponents.

"Be careful, he's like this, he'll keep touching you with his hands, once you put your body on him, you'll see that he's fallen to the ground, next time pay attention, squeeze him slowly, and then I'll come over and do a block for you." Michael? Jordan walked up to me and crossed his hands on his hips to talk to me about his thoughts.

"This bastard!" I cursed, turned and ran to the backyard.

I bent down vigorously and stretched out my arms as hard as I could. Miller's whole body was in front of me, his eyes fixed on the killer in front of me.

"Reggie! You won't score! I swear! I took the initiative to provoke, and I also used this sentence to cheer myself up.

"Really? But that's not what you say! "Reggie? Miller stepped back and caught Jamal? Tinsley's pass.

It's a full 1 meter away from the three-point line, and here Reggie? Miller doesn't usually make a move, but I don't dare to let him get too far away from me, so I quickly take a step forward and force Reggie? Miller.

Reggie? Miller turned around, holding the ball between his knees, staring into my eyes, and trash word by word: "I want to say you walked shit last time......"

I know Reggie? What Miller was trying to say, and I guessed that when he said the phrase "shit luck," he would step back and make a difficult step-back jumper, which is the usual tactic for all guys to go heads-up 1-on-1, so I was in Reggie? The moment Miller finished speaking, his left hand slapped hard at Reggie? Basketball in Miller's hands.

The basketball fell to the ground, and I quickly picked it up and rushed to the front court.

I struggled forward, no longer caring about the pursuers behind me, and regardless of whether my teammates were on my side to answer me, at this moment my heart was filled with only one thought: I want Reggie? Miller, look at it, Lao Tzu can also play guard!

It was already under the basket, and the pursuer was behind me, as I could already hear his rapid breathing, and he stretched out his arm behind me to the left, trying to interfere with me.

I swung my left hand back hard, stopped the outstretched arm of the man behind me, and jumped high with the ball in one hand in my right hand, and a one-handed slash called the end of the attack.

"Ahh

"Drop!" The referee's whistle sounded, but he didn't make a foul gesture and ran to the body lying in the paint area.

Reggie? Miller clutched his left eye and writhed in pain on the floor. To be continued......

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