Drip!

As the referee blew the whistle, the game resumed.

Yang Mo sat on the bench, and the Heat's starting lineup for the second half was Margloyle, Haslem, Michael Beasley, Dwyane Wade, and Mario Money. The Nets, on the other hand, finally replaced Nahula, who was blown up by Yang Mo, with Lopez.

At the beginning of the game, the Nets actually learned to be obedient and took the initiative to try to attack inside. Constantly feeding the ball to López and Yi Jianlian. The two of them were really competitive, and put the baskets into the hoop one after another. And the new Haslem and Beasley Magloyer on the Heat side didn't find the rhythm of the game at all, how to shoot and how to not.

Soon the gap was reduced to 10 points.

The game, which had lost its suspense, suddenly became exciting again, and there was nearly one and a half quarters left in the game, and the difference of ten points was really nothing.

And López, who scored six points in a row, also felt quite good about himself, and kept provoking Yang Mo on the bench: "Boy, come up, let me teach you a good lesson." ”

Drip!

Spoelstra asked for a substitution, and Yang Mo came on to replace Magloyer.

Finally, the long-awaited Yang Mo vs Lopez situation appeared, although the two had clashed before, they were not in the same position.

1.94m vs 2.16m.

This was originally a matchup without suspense, in fact, before the game, everyone also thought that Yang Mo would definitely be blown up by López. But now, no one dares to pat their chests to guarantee that López will be able to win this matchup, because Yang Mo's first half was just too crazy.

When Yang Mo walked to López's side, the fans in the audience immediately clamored and shouted: López, kill the Chinese guys! López, take out the Chinese guys.

The slogans of Nets fans are uniform and very loud.

At the same time, the major TV stations that broadcast the game soared and rose all the way. Finally... Finally... The long-awaited showdown is about to take place.

One is Yang Mo, who is absolutely going to blow up Lopez, and the other is Lopez, who claims that he will never be beaten.

The duel between spear and shield has officially begun.

"What do you think I'm going to do with you next?" Yang Mo smiled faintly, and unhurriedly stuck Lopez to ask for a position.

Although Yang Mo is talking and laughing, his strength is by no means something that López can contend with, and he can't stop Yang Mo's important position at all, because Yang Mo's strength is too perverted.

"This ball, if you dare to hit me alone, I will definitely reward you with a hot pot." López gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"That's what you want." Yang Mo smiled faintly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and shouted to Qian Moss: "Brother, give me the ball, and I will perform a dunk for you." ”

Hearing this, Chammos subconsciously glanced at the team's boss Dwyane Wade, Wade nodded, and he quickly passed the ball in.

When Yang Mo received the ball, López immediately became nervous, and he increased his strength against Yang Mo's body.

Yang Mo didn't feel it at all, yes, how could the elephant feel how hard the ants stepped on him? Even if the ants try to feed, the elephant may not feel the slightest itch.

Yang Mo received the ball and adjusted her butt slightly...... Boom! With a slam on the ball, his body arched backwards like a bomb being discharged, and immediately, López was directly knocked up, because Yang Mo's strength was concentrated in López's waist and abdomen and rushed backwards, and suddenly his feet left the ground.

It looks very embarrassing. Despite his tall and long stature, López looks more like a sloth bear hanging on Yang Mo's back, and is not lethal.

Boom!

Yang Mo slammed back again, and Lopez was knocked up again, this time he felt that his lungs were out of place, and his qi and blood were churning and he almost didn't vomit blood.

F**k, are you playing or murdering?

López thought very aggrieved in his heart, there is no way, who can make him so much taller than Yang Mo? As soon as Yang Mo exerted his strength, he could only aim at his waist and abdomen. In fact, Yang Mo was already very polite, if he moved a few centimeters down, López estimated that he would have to go to China to find the treasure of the Eastern Sect Master.

López felt aggrieved at the same time...... Boom!

Yang Mo slapped the ball fiercely again, and López decisively learned to be obedient this time, and he quickly stepped aside. He thought he had escaped this catastrophe, but Yang Mo was smarter than him, and after slapping the ball, he turned around directly, and then jumped high with great speed...... Rumble!

The basketball was smashed into the basket...... Syllable!

The basketball that pierced through the basket smashed straight into the face of Lopez, who was peeking under the basket...... Boom! Immediately, the bridge of López's nose was crooked, and blood flowed.

Seeing this scene, the fans in the stadium were stunned, and fans all over the world were stunned.

They thought it was going to be a big deal, but... It ended so simply and rudely. In less than twenty seconds, López was emptied by the beaten blood tank and walked away with a boxed lunch.

Drip!

The referee looked at Lopez, who was covered in blood, and quickly stopped the game and asked the Nets' team doctor to come up and check it.

The team doctor of the Nets hurriedly ran up to stop the bleeding for Lopez, and after stopping the bleeding, he quickly took him down to check, checked for a while, and walked directly to the direction of the players' tunnel.

López's tall back disappeared in front of the camera, and the pre-match duel was over.

Yang Moko scored, and Lopez sent a blood in anger.

"Uh... It seems that the Nets' team doctor has played more time than Lopez today. ESPN's host Mike Brin complained helplessly to the camera.

"So, is this duel won by Yang?" Mark Jackson also asked confusedly.

"Of course, whether it's data or a direct duel, Yang has beaten López." Jeff Van Gundy said with certainty.

Jeff Van Gundy felt that the duel turned out to be Yang Mo winning, but the Nets fans didn't think so, and after Lopez went off the court, they finally couldn't hold back and scolded like an old girl: "Go back, Chinese Yankee!" "Thugs!" "Murderer!" "Despicable Chinese Yankees" "............".

All kinds of scolding were endless, and then Spostela really couldn't listen to it anymore, as an Asian with yellow skin, he quickly replaced Yang Mo. For him, there is no suspense in the game anyway, so don't leave Yang Mo to be scolded on the field, lest he lie down and be shot.

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