Now that the Finals are underway, fans are discovering that there is indeed a team that plays a pleasing offense, but it is not the Lakers they were expecting, but the Pistons.

Huaben used fancy and practical steps to hit the Lakers restricted area again and again, the Purple and Gold were a little confused, O'Neal squatted on the ass and reached out for the ball, and Kobe Bryant floated around on the outside to ask for the ball. The former is to fight back against Huaben with actions, and the latter wants to prove himself and is unwilling to let Huaben steal the limelight.

The inner core and the outer core are looking for themselves to ask for the ball, making Payton full of scratches, although he was born as a point guard, but everyone knows that Mr. Glove is also a scoring maniac, two years later, someone blamed Marbury in New York for being too a lone wolf, Ma Dashao swore that he listed the example of gloves: there are point guards who shoot more times than Lao Tzu.

Sadly watching the ball roll from his hands again and again to O'Neal and Kobe Bryant's hands and then turn into iron, Payton couldn't wait to beat these two people bare-chested, Niang Xipi, if this was the supersonic speed when he was the boss, he would have done it a long time ago. It's a pity, now he has to bow his head under the low eaves, and he feels uncomfortable under the fence, just think about Sister Lin, who died young, of course, if Sister Lin has Peyton's physique, then it's hard to say who died early, you can imagine that if Baoyu had an affair, Sister Lin would be able to kill him.

Prince's entanglement made Kobe Bryant tired to deal with, he was used to the kind of rush that opponents had when facing him, and now when he met the little prince with amazing arm span, good defensive awareness, fast enough, and good physical condition, it was Kobe's turn to scramble.

However, Kobe Bryant has never been a believer, he is convinced that no one is worthy of being his enemy except himself, this stubbornness and paranoia is the guarantee that he can become the person closest to Jordan, but also the shortcomings of his personality, too proud of people, not suitable to be the boss.

That's what Hua Ben wanted, he was more energetic in defending O'Neal, and even asked Mirisic to let go of old Malone and himself to help defend.

Seeing that O'Neal didn't have a good chance, Kobe Bryant was more energetic to ask for the ball, and today he was red-eyed by Prince's defense. As soon as Payton dribbled the ball past halftime, he slashed inside and pressed against Prince for the ball.

"Hey, Kobe, calm me down!" Peyton scolded, "Fuck can you organize an attack?" ”

"You want me to organize an attack? So what the the team bought you for? Cleaning the court? Kobe said angrily.

Payton was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and secretly scolded the young people in the league now that they don't know how to respect the old and love the young, he ignored Kobe Bryant and directly gave the ball to Malone in the empty position.

Although Malone didn't like Kobe Bryant either, he didn't want to provoke conflicts, so he gave up the mid-range shot and gave it to Kobe.

With his back to Prince, Bryant got the ball, and he leaned back to test Prince's strength. The little prince is not a person who eats on his body, Kobe leaned back, he immediately took half a step back, but his left hand was open, and his right hand was holding Kobe's waist, and he still took a tight defense.

"Can you stop me? Well? Do you think this will work? Kobe Bryant was stimulated by Prince and began to trash talk, "I was able to beat people like you when I was eight years old, yes, eight years old, I remember very well, when I was eight years old, there was a white guy in Italy who defended me like you, but do you know what happened to him?" He was beaten by me and got so faceless that he messed around on the pitch."

Chattering endlessly, Kobe Bryant stepped on the floor with his right foot and took a step out with his left leg, cut out half a step horizontally with his body, slapped the ball with his right hand, and twisted his shoulder to turn and break through.

Prince cooperated with the left slide to move his body, Kobe Bryant felt the opponent's movements with his back, the little prince moved, the ball fell from his right hand to the floor, the central axis of the right foot struggled to move to the right, the sneaker rubbed against the floor to produce a 'squeak' sound, the left foot withdrew and the left hand caught the rebounding ball, as if Jackson was playing space dance steps, the whole person played sideways and moved a step back, and then turned forward with the ball with his left hand.

The little prince had already judged Kobe's offensive line, his right hand was stubbornly resisted Kobe's back, and his legs moved quickly to follow him backwards, not giving Kobe a chance to throw himself off.

"Damn." Kobe Bryant scolded angrily, took two big steps, couldn't shake off Prince, his knee twisted hard, and the 'squeak' sound of the sneaker rubbing against the floor sounded again, and the thunderous Kobe Bryant braked the car treacherously, bent his right leg forward and swung his left hand down, the ball fell on the floor at high speed, and then bounced off his crotch and down to his right hand.

Catching the ball, Kobe Bryant didn't have time to adjust his footsteps, his calf muscles exerted force, his upper body leaned back slightly, and the whole person rebounded like an English longbow, holding the ball with his right hand and holding the ball with his left hand, shaking his wrist, ready to send the ball.

Prince's long arm made a great contribution, although he was dislocated because of his habitual surname, but he stretched out his arm hard, and the big hand appeared in Kobe's field of vision, forcing the Flyer to raise the position of the shot.

Seeing Kobe jump, Waben, who was blocking O'Neal, quickly turned behind the shark, that is, under the basket, and made a 'bang' sound in his mouth.

Then, the basketball hit the hoop with a 'bang' sound, and the Pistons players rattled and laughed. Hua Ben hugged the ball and said to Kobe Bryant in a weird way: "You hit a good piece of iron." ”

"I think the steel mills in Detroit need that kind of iron." Prince wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a panting smile, it was an honor to be able to guard against this ball.

Billups stepped forward to ask for the ball, glanced at Kobe Bryant and asked, "Hey, Mr. Bryant, how many pieces of iron can you play each year?" We can sign a contract, you know, now that the price of steel in the international market is high, we are very interested in high-quality iron like yours. ”

"Shut up!" Kobe Bryant roared coldly.

Off the court, Brown waved his hand and roared: "Watch the time, Chauncey, damn it, half time will be over soon!" ”

Billups looked up and saw a bloody number on the timing board behind the opposite rebound: 4!

Hamilton ran down when Warben cut the rebound, Billups quickly threw a long pass, Hamilton received the ball with two seconds left, and he didn't care how to adjust his posture, so he threw the ball to the rebound.

"Smack!" "Huh!"

Two sounds sounded in a row, and the basketball hit the paint in the middle of the rebound, bounced into the hoop, and the beep rang out.

At 42:59 (changed the score report to the away team: home team), the Pistons led by 17 points with Hamilton's incredible key shot.

This kind of ball is the most irritating to the eyes of the fans, and the audience in front of the TV can't help but scream, and as for the palace of Auburn Hills, it has long become a sea of cheers, and the cheers of the audience have not stopped since the second quarter.

In the Lakers' locker room, O'Neal was snorting and panting as two giant Gatorade energy drink bottles lay at his feet. He drank this drink, not to replenish his strength, but to suppress the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart.

Kobe Bryant has taken too many shots, right? Especially if it doesn't feel at all!

Bryant didn't realize this, and he sat quietly in his seat, frowning and thinking about something, shaking his head occasionally, apparently considering tactics against Prince.

Malone has always been taciturn, and today he performed averagely, mainly by the referee, and the most powerful elbow could not be used.

Payton looked at O'Neal and Kobe Bryant, and finally stood up and said, "Brothers, do you guys feel like we're playing the wrong game?" ”

O'Neill sneered, and said in a weird manner: "What's wrong?" Wouldn't that be great? Anyway, I can't get the ball on the inside, and my physical strength is still good. ”

Listening to the shark's words, Kobe's frowning brows furrowed even tighter, he pursed his lips, and said slowly: "Detroit wants to wrap you, how do we pass the ball in?" I'm not trying to break morale, but you're in a bad position because you're playing against the best defensive player of the season and a two-star MVP. ”

Kobe Bryant didn't want to tear his face with the sharks at this time, he was arrogant, but he was not stupid, and he even surpassed Payton and Malone in his yearning for the honor of a championship, because he needed an FMVP to make a name for himself.

The shark was upset, and he glared and said, "I have to play against the MVP and the best defensive team every year, but every time I can beat them all over the ground!" In 2001, wasn't Mutombo the best defensive player? Isn't Iverson an MVP? These people I hit can't find east, west, north and south! ”

Malone hurriedly stopped the two people who were about to quarrel, and Peyton's eyes were red and he roared, "What do you want to do?" Damn, now tens of millions of fans in front of the TV are waiting for us to win, but you want to fight? Do you want me to find a boxing referee and let the two of you fight? If we don't have the Detroit people in strength, then I have nothing to say, and the result? We can fight better than they do! ”

Peyton stared angrily at O'Neal and Kobe Bryant and yelled, "What the fuck are Carls and I doing in Los Angeles?" Carrying the reputation of a traitor, are you here to earn this million dollars?! No! We're here to win the championship with you! But now? For the sake of the boss's vacant position, you even want to fight, and you don't even care about the overall situation, what kind of boss is this? Look at the Detroiters, what did their number 3 do? He's charging into battle, he's calling on every teammate to unite, he's doing the dirtiest and most tiring job of the team! Damn, if you could do the same, we'd already win the championship! ”

O'Neal and Bryant didn't speak, but their eyes were full of disbelief. Even Michael. Jordan, either, tamed these two proud geniuses.

The Zen master stood at the door of the locker room with his arms crossed, and when Payton finished training, he said simply: "Personnel adjustment, Kobe, Shaq, both of you will come down for me." Carl, you and Gary execute the sixth set of tactics and play the pick-and-roll that you do best. ”

O'Neill and Kobe looked at the Zen master unwillingly, and after seeing the latter's expressionless face, they knew that he was really angry, so they could only be honest.

The Pistons' locker room seems to be forever singing and dancing, with a bunch of villains chasing and slapping and cracking dirty jokes on each other.

(To be continued)