Chapter Seventy-Seven: Death Cap
When the outside world was crazy about this picture, Yang Mo gradually calmed down, he knew that this ball was very important to him. If Randolph scores the ball, he will definitely be a laughing stock for some time to come, even if he wins this game.
Yang Mo is a natural player with a big heart, and the bigger the scene, the more he can calm down.
But, Randolph is not. His heart pounded as the audience stood up, and he was a little nervous. It looked like I was about to shoot a lore shot, but... He hasn't made a hit-shot shot since joining the NBA, not in fact, in his college career, except in a distant high school.
Randolph couldn't help but feel a little dry with his mouth, and at this time, Yang Mo hooked his index finger at him again: "Come on, fat man, let me see what you can do." ”
Being provoked by Yang Mo again and again, Randolph finally took the first step, he dribbled the ball, used the greatest strength and explosiveness of his whole body, and rushed towards the basket.
I have to say that Randolph is indeed a basketball genius, his explosiveness and speed are definitely first-class in the interior, even if he is so fat, but he is too lazy.
Watching Randolph rush to the penalty area with his fat body like a missile, ball commentator Barkley couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and said: "Is this Randolph in 100% state?" If he keeps this attitude and plays 48 minutes, the NBA's No. 1 center should be him? ”
This is not just a 100% Randolph, this is simply a Randolph who has exploded, he has played 12% of his state.
Looking at Randolph rushing in violently, Yang Mo was a little surprised, such Randolph was beyond his imagination, but fortunately, he still felt that he had the ability to cut him off the horse. Isn't it just a wild boar running wild? One punch is it!
With all the fans holding their breath, Randolph finally rushed to a place two steps away in front of Yang Mo. Yang Mo's eyes were fixed on Randolph's ankle, and he judged that Randolph would never dunk so straightforwardly, he didn't have the courage.
Sure enough, Randolph, who was running wildly, suddenly made an emergency stop, and then wanted to rely on Yang Mo's body to spin, but at the same time as he rotated, Yang Mo flashed to the side. This surprised Randolph very much, he didn't expect Yang Mo to suddenly dodge.
However, the actions have already been made, and it is impossible not to complete them, otherwise it will constitute a walk.
When he spun half a circle, turned to the left side of the basket, and raised his eyes, Yang Mo stretched out his arms and stood in front of him, without giving him half room to jump, he wanted to dunk? Dream!
Seeing this scene, he quickly shrugged his shoulders upward, trying to shake Yang Mo away with a shooting feint, but Yang Mo didn't move at all, but instead forced a step upward.
Seeing that this menacing attack was about to be easily destroyed like this, he subconsciously slammed his shoulder into Yang Mo's body, and he wanted to squeeze Yang Mo out of the gap like last time.
However, Yang Mo did not move.
Before, he met Yang Mo, who was not full, but now he is facing Yang Mo, a minotaur warrior who is full of blood.
Yang Mo didn't move at all, Randolph's foul actions all got shooting gaps, seeing that Yang Mo was about to squeeze himself step by step, he couldn't care so much, he directly threw the basketball out by falling to the ground.
As for whether you can get in or not, it doesn't matter, at least don't lose so ugly. If the defender doesn't even have a chance to make a shot, then the pass will be laughed out of the big teeth.
But... As soon as he made a backward movement, Yang Mo fully suppressed it...... The long arm pulled out half a circle and slapped it fiercely.
Seeing Yang Mo coming overwhelmingly, Randolph, who was super backward, was about to fall to the ground, but he still threw the ball out with luck, he felt that Yang Mo was likely to not touch the ball.
But... Obviously, he underestimated Yang Mo's arm span!
Boom!
Yang Mo's palm slapped the basketball thrown by Randolph, and this time, he used the power of feeding, and the basketball instantly roared and smashed into his face...... Before he could understand what was going on, he felt a black in front of him, and the basketball hit the bridge of his nose hard, and then he felt a sharp pain hit the cranial nerves, and he just wanted to make a painful sound...... Boom! The back of his head slammed into the floor, and at that moment, he only felt the brains in his head shake, and then fainted.
As soon as he fainted, Yang Mo, who had tried his best to seal it, fell beside him.
This time, Yang Mo deliberately controlled his body, otherwise he would definitely fall on Randolph and aggravate his injury.
And after the basketball smashed into Randolph's face, it immediately rolled to the side, Wade quickly picked up the basketball and passed it to the fast Chanmos, who went to the front court and made a successful layup.
At this time, the whole of Madison screamed.
Because, lying motionless on the ground, half of Randolph's body was covered with his nosebleeds, and the blood was still flowing, making the floor everywhere. It looked like Randolph had died in a pool of blood.
The fans screamed in fright, and the referee was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't even blow the whistle for the effective goal of Qian Moss, but screamed wildly with the whistle, and hurriedly asked the Knicks' team doctor to hurry up and deal with it.
Perhaps it was because Randolph's appearance was too miserable and terrifying, and the Heat's team doctor also ran up to help treat the wound.
At this time, Yang Mo was still lying next to him, he gasped heavily, and the angry cap just now almost used up his strength to feed.
At this time, Dwyanwade walked over and stretched out his hand to pull him up, but Yang Mo did not immediately reach out, but asked, "How is it?" Was this defense successful? ”
Hearing this, Wade was silent for a moment, glanced at Randolph, who was lying unconscious in a pool of blood next to him, and replied with some infiltration: "It's too successful!" ”
When Yang Mo heard this, he immediately grinned, stretched out his hand, and let Vedra get up.
As soon as Yang Mo stood up and saw Randolph in a pool of blood, his face was shocked, and he muttered in his heart: Did I do it?
And he did.
"Thugs, absolute stadium thugs. His cap is too violent, too cruel, the death cap, the absolute death cap, I don't think anyone will dare to dunk on his head in a short time, if those guys have seen this video! The T-N-T narrator shuddered, saying that he didn't want to eat any more late-night snacks tonight. He had never seen such a violent and bloody picture, even a Hollywood third-level movie would not dare to shoot such a cruel plot, but... It's just been broadcast live across the United States. What the UFC and WWE didn't do, the NBA actually did, and a basketball league actually made a picture that the fighting league didn't do, is this a job grab?
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