Chapter Ninety-Five: I didn't bring such a bully! middle

The competition has officially kicked off.

The Wizards still started from the outside first, playing the big general Arenas, Arenas jumped like a green onion outside the three-point line, and shot a three-point shot, Arenas shot this time to face Reggie's face-covering defensive shot, Reggie's defense has nothing to find fault with.

However, Arenas hit the ball steadily.

What the Pacers did this afternoon was also what you completely angered Arenas, so, at the beginning of the game, Arenas was on fire, in good shape, and had a very good hand.

The Pacers fans at the scene were also shocked by Arenas' domineering three-point shot, and their voices were reduced by a few points.

And Reggie, who defended Arenas, also felt that he was old, really, old, maybe it was really time to leave, and when defending Arenas, he also had a sense of powerlessness.

Arenas' three-pointer also gave the Wizards a three-point lead.

The Pacers attack.

The Pacers' insistence on playing the inside line, and the current Pacers' strongest point is the fat man.

The game begins.

The fat man's offense is also extremely strong, and the inside line is backed by Haywood to ask for the ball.

Now the Pacers' tactics are very clear, opening up enough space for the fat man to let him play alone, and the ball quickly passed to the fat man's hands, and the fat man took the ball and sprayed, "I'm going to shoot." As he spoke, he turned around after receiving the ball, and directly treated Heywood, who was a head shorter than himself, directly as air, pressed his wrist lightly, and the basketball rolled out of the tip of the fat man's index finger.

With a "shabu", the basketball entered the net.

The ball goes in.

The fat man immediately pretended to be confused, looked at Haywood, and then at the rest of the Wizards, "Who's defending me?" With that, he looked at Heywood again, and finally said, "Is that you?"

was so humiliated by the fat man, Heywood's lungs exploded, and he couldn't wait to eat the fat man alive.

The more Heywood did this, the more excited the fat man became, he just liked to see his enemies and hate himself, but he was helpless against himself.

And the back and forth between the Pacers and the Wizards also set the tone for the first half of the game.

The Wizards are on the outside, while the Pacers are on the inside, to be exact, fat.

At the beginning of the game, it evolved into a confrontation between Fat Man and Arenas.

Arenas is still a shooter from outside the three-point line, and the ball is still there.

Back to the Pacers, the fat man received the ball inside, and he still turned around and shot extremely coquettishly, which was still the same trick, but this kind of almost made Haywood collapse.

Heywood is no taller than a fat man, no stronger than a fat man, and his arms are not as long as a fat man, so there is no way to intercept a fat man.

Although the fat man is very big, he is not different from other power-based centers, in the face of power-based centers, Heywood can desperately block them, and the big deal is a foul, but the fat man's shooting, even if it is a foul, he can't intercept it.

The fat man is like entering a no-man's land, but if he gets the ball, he will definitely score.

It's one thing to be unstoppable.

What makes Heywood feel even more devastated is that every time he scores, the fat man will provoke Heywood, spraying some extremely ugly trash talk, counterattacking is not, not counterattacking is not.

Fighting back, verbally, looks extremely pale and weak.

didn't fight back, and felt extremely unwilling.

That's how Heywood was suppressed and aggrieved by the fat man.

In less than 3 minutes of the first quarter of the game, the fat man had already scored 10 points on Heywood's head, and all five shots were hit, and Heywood couldn't defend at all, so every time the fat man got the ball in the low post, he directly began to celebrate, and shouted the name 'Sledgehammer Chen'.

The fat man enjoyed it very much, and every time he scored, he also began to interact with the fans on the sidelines, beating his chest, roaring and other celebratory actions that the fat man could think of and did it again.

The fans at the scene were also amused by the fat man.

The fat man's side continued to soar, as if entering a no-man's land, and the scores continued to be scored.

In the alliance, there is a saying that those who have an inside line win the world.

It's fitting here, the fat man's inside meat grinder is moving wildly, and the Wizards' side is out of action with Arenas as the game goes on.

The three-point shot is easy to use, but not everyone is in the future, Curry can use the three-point shot as a regular offensive weapon.

There are always times when it doesn't work, and after Arenas hits a three-pointer from beyond the three-point line, he misses two shots again.

Arenas is dead, Larry Hughes is on.

Larry Hughes is best at hitting the basket, in other words, breaking, which has to do with the complementarity of his and Arenas' types; Arenas is good at shooting, while Hughes is good at breaking.

Arenas couldn't shoot from beyond the three-point line, and Larry Hughes also began to attack the Pacers' interior restricted area to create inside kills.

Larry Hughes broke through without words, averaging 22 points per game, which is enough to prove that he has a good scoring ability, piercing Jones's defense, straight to the Pacers inside the restricted area, the fat man was pulled to the side, Larry Hughes is not in his defensive range [hat king] skills can not be used, so he can only watch Larry Hughes complete the shot in front of him.

Larry Hughes completed the shot, but this guy didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't forget to glare at the fat man when he completed the shot, which was full of provocation.

The fat man originally just wanted to teach the arrogant and arrogant Heywood a lesson, but now he also found out that Heywood was not the only one on the Wizards' side.

This Larry Hughes is not very obedient either, since, they are like this, the fat man has decided not to care, since they want to be ravaged by themselves so much, then let them be wreaked havoc.

Coming back, the Pacers still passed the ball to the fat man, and the fat man scored in front of Haywood as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and Haywood was angry.

Heywood couldn't stop the fat man at all.

In fact, Larry Hughes had a chance to shoot directly, but he gave up and chose to break through and go straight to the Pacers' inside restricted area, to be exact, to be exact, to go to the fat man.

The fat man didn't go to Larry Hughes, but Larry Hughes came to the door on his own initiative.

This point was also unexpected by the fat man, and he thought: So arrogant, so arrogant, doesn't he know that the Pacers' inner line is guarded by the hammer master?

See how I clean you up.

I'm going to kill you.

Looking at the oncoming Larry Hughes, the fat man secretly used the [Hat King] skill, looking at Larry Hughes who was coming towards him, the corners of his mouth also showed a sneer, and when he saw Larry Hughes who had entered his range, he roared: I don't know what is dead or alive!!

(Fourth Update.) Completed yesterday's task, a little late, but fortunately it was completed. ）