"Rebound ......" Li Ming didn't wait for the landing and turned around and shouted at Randolph. However, he was held back by Griffin, unable to exert his strength, and failed to get stuck in the best position.

Griffin couldn't catch the ball on the first shot, so he could only tap and jump again to grab the rebound. This ability to jump continuously stunned everyone present.

Griffin was just about to make a long pass, but before he could make a move, he was stabbed away from underneath the basketball.

Everyone looked at it, and it was the No. 7...... The audience erupted in shouts of devastating cheers again.

"Lee's rebound is going to change the course of tonight's game." O'Neill said lightly.

"Well, yes, there's a lot of game time left, and it's not good for the Los Angeles people to get the home team up at this time."

“Lee!! Lee!! Lee!!” The audience in the stadium took wave after wave.

Conley didn't rush to attack, but slowly looked for opportunities outside the three-point line, and he made the right choice, now to play the success rate.

And the Grizzly Bear's real killer weapon at the final critical moment is the 320-pound man - Randolph.

Obviously, Coach Rivers had set up a strategy specifically for Randolph during the previous timeout, and at the moment he was being pushed out of the three-second zone by Griffin, and Bobby Simmons, who was moving faster, was also staring at him, ready to make up for it.

Paul and Randy Foye looked at each other, yes, he was going to change guards, and the rest of the time will be for him to face Li Ming directly.

"Isn't it, the boss wants to personally guard this nameless Chinese player?" Randy Foye couldn't believe his eyes.

Paul was sure to get on Lee's side, and Randy Ferje could only go around in front of Conley.

It's not that Conley isn't good, it's just that if you want to win now, you have to cut off the arrogance of this atmosphere maker, which is the judgment Paul made in the attack and defense just now.

"In the last four minutes and fifty seconds, let's see what happens."

"Now Chris Paul is personally targeting the Chinese player Li Ming." Barkley deliberately raised the volume of the word "Huaxia" by two bars in his commentary.

Obviously, regardless of the final outcome of the game, tomorrow's newspaper headlines will feature tonight's matchup, and the league needs this kind of gimmick to attract popularity, and likewise, it needs that popularity from all walks of life.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Li Ming said coldly.

"I wish your skills could be as gorgeous as your chatting skills." Paul smiled contemptuously.

Li Ming tried to cut in, Paul clinged to the defense, he had no room to turn, and once again turned back to the three-point line, Paul's footsteps were still not chaotic.

"Okay, I'll have to find a way to get past him." But the system he was expecting didn't respond this time, and the voice didn't appear.

"Damn, this Nima is unreliable, at such a critical moment, you will give me a standby at the moment of growing powder??" Li Ming was indignant in his heart.

Guy took the ball and walked past him, and Paul was unmoved, staring at Li Ming.

Conley strode into the paint, and a sideways jumper was unleashed, and Bobby Simmons was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of long arms covering his eyes.

"Fooled." With a smile on his lips, Guy gently fed the ball to Conley, who was almost unguarded and made an easy layup.

Randy Foye froze in place, didn't come to his senses for a long time, this guy was really depressed tonight, the defensive end was constantly targeted, and whoever took the ball was with his defender to block and dismantle, staring at the ass and beating.

89 to 86. The next few rounds ended in errors and the scene started to be suffocating, and it was hard to get a point.

The clock was less than three minutes, with 2 minutes and 27 seconds left before the end of the race.

The Clippers' possession, Paul quickly dribbled to the frontcourt, and Li Ming directly opposed him and stuck to him.

There was absolutely no room for Paul to get out of the game, as the Grizzlies were once again playing a joint defense.

"How will Chris choose this ball? Do you choose your own three-pointers on the third line, or do you find a way to give Griffin on the inside? Barkley drank the rest of the water in his hand in one gulp.

In a dead-ball gap, Rivers took Crawford and Jordan Jr., and now he needs to add more height and control the rebound.

"Andre came on to position himself for this game. It's just that wouldn't it be too conservative to change this point? "Barkley was puzzled by Rivers' substitution, and in his eyes it was time to pull off the fight and be tough.

It's hard to defend alone, after all, there is only a three-point advantage, which is not safe, and there is still plenty of time.

"This substitution could have changed the course of today's game." O'Neill also kept shaking his head.

"It's too easy to target." Crawford, on the Clippers bench, slammed the towel against the back of his chair, and his voice was loud — just enough for Rivers to hear.

"After all, Jamal has a precise jump shot and can attract defenders to open teammates when it matters most. But after Andre came up, although the height was higher, the space of the Angelenos themselves became crowded, and Chris's breakthrough was greatly reduced. "Barkley is an old man after all, and his analysis is to the point.

Paul did dive headlong into the three-second zone and then turned back, the basket was too crowded to make moves, let alone passes.

Griffin pulled to the top of the arc and motioned for the ball, but Paul hesitated and passed.

"What is he going to do? Doug didn't expect a player who barely shoots three-pointers and shot less than 30 percent from the field in that position. Barkley almost burst out laughing.

Yes, Griffin hadn't developed a long-range approach when he first entered the league, and his three-point shot was even more miserable, so he could only use his face-to-face attack and use his mobile talents.

Just as Griffin bent down to make a move, Li Ming threw Paul in front of him again, and suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of him. As soon as Griffin walked together, Li Ming fell in response.

"Red No. 32 offensive foul." The referee's whistle was firm.

Rivers jumped to his feet in a hurry, greeting his parents incessantly.

The cheers at the FedEx Center were deafening, and some fans even began to take off their shirts and wave wildly, and everyone stood up to cheer for the No. 7, who spared no effort to defend himself.

"Lee, that's good."

“MVP. MVP. MVP。 I don't know who shouted first, and then the MVP voice came and went.

"Wow, that's rare, Shaq!" Barkley shook his head.

Li Ming kept beating his chest towards the crowd, ran to the sidelines, and said a salute after forcing Reggie Miller, the king of the last century, to score a goal. The crowd cheered even louder, eagerly cooperating with the yellow-skinned boy.

Rivers took advantage of the other party's celebration to quickly pull Jordan Jr. aside and whispered a few words.

Here, the Grizzlies possessed the ball, Conley dribbled the ball into the vicinity of the center circle, Li Ming circled around the baseline, and Guy was able to catch the ball smoothly.

“Keep movi

g! Keep movi

g .” Hollins yelled at Randolph, motioning for him to pull high and make way for space.

Randolph dangled his ass to the high post and took away the defender, and Guy saw the right time to cut in, and Paul stabbed him out, arms raised and feet fixed.

"If Rudy forces his way in, he will definitely be blown into the ball, after all, the referee's whistle can't be biased." Buckley's palms were covered with sweat.

"Yes, after all, Chris's feet are already on his feet early." O'Neill added.

Guy stopped in the three-second zone and froze in place, with six seconds left on the offensive floor.

“Dam

it!!” Hollins clenched his fists and crouched on the sidelines for a hole in the opposing defense.

Paul's clinging and Jordan Jr.'s arms put Guy in a dilemma, and time was running out of seconds.

At this moment, Li Ming leaned over and rushed out of the bottom line and quickly returned, and Randy Fuye, who was chasing behind him, fell to the ground with a sharp brake. Li Ming stepped away from the situation, and Guy caught a glimpse of the opportunity to pass the ball vigorously with less than two seconds left on the clock.

"Not good." In Chris Paul's surprise, Li Ming almost twisted his body and threw the ball into the basket. Yes, he didn't have time to make any adjustments to the ball, and he threw it completely instinctively.

"This is the Holly of the smaller one, this is the Holly of the smaller one." Barkley's Hawley was the league's most famous big heart at the time, and he was famous for throwing this kind of whistle basket.

Hollins also stomped the floor, venting his emotions to the fullest. The FedEx Center became a sea of joy with a live DJ, and the big screen continued to play the picture of the goal just now.

Li Ming stared at the scoreboard calmly, one point away......