Players on both sides returned to the court.

The Lakers used Kobe's personal ability to score a central shot first.

Then the Knicks also returned with no politeness.

The basketball was handed directly to Zach Randolph.

After receiving the basketball, Zach Randolph stared at Carl Malone with a smirk.

The postman was confused by this funny feeling.

If this time comes, he still doesn't understand that he is being targeted.

Then his career over the past ten years has been in vain.

Unfortunately, Carl Malone also understands it very well.

I can't end now.

No one can replace him on the court.

The only possibility that the Lakers can win now is to let themselves stay on the court for a while.

After the Lakers widen the score gap to a point difference that the Knicks would never catch up, he can get off the court and rest.

So it was useless to Phil Jackson persuade him, and he knew what he should do.

After sighing lightly, he stepped forward and met Zach Randolph.

Zach Randolph was not polite at all when he saw Carl Malone's actions.

I chose to beat the back again.

One, two, three.

Carl Malone's face turned red and his chest was in pain.

It was not until the basket that Zach Randolph closed the ball and turned around.

Gently hook the basketball with your right hand.

"Clang!"

Basketball failed to score.

But Zach Randolph doesn't care much.

His task is to retire for the postman.

Whether or not the goal is not that important.

In the next few offenses, the Lakers' offense became more and more smooth.

Kobe seemed to have a touch, and he could score no matter what kind of backward jump shot he had.

On the other hand, Zach Randolph's side felt poor.

I failed to score several consecutive goals, and the goal rate plummeted.

Finally, after seeing Allen Iverson pass the basketball to Zach Randolph again, Carl Malone couldn't help it.

He said in a deep voice: "You can't take a break?! The difference has been widened. Let your teammates try to play two."

When Zach Randolph heard what Carl Malone said, he immediately understood.

This old postman can't stand it anymore!

Otherwise, how could he say that if his teammates make two attacks? 1

Zach Randolph smiled and said softly: "It doesn't matter. Whether you score a goal or not doesn't matter, it's mainly because you want to hit you with your back."

Hearing this, Carl Malone almost vomited blood.

What is this?!

Whether or not the goal is not important.

Just want to hit him on his back?!

Good guy!

In order to beat him, I don’t want to win?!

This tm targets billions of dollars, isn't it too much?

But before Carl Malone could say something, Zach Randolph started to hit the back again.

One, two.

The young Zach Randolph finally couldn't stand the aging Carl Malone.

In just two moves, Karl Malone pushed open.

After feeling the gap behind him, Zach Randolph quickly turned around.

Hold the ball with both hands, bend your legs, and jump hard.

He raised the basketball high with both hands, stretched his belly in the air, and then hugged the basketball and smashed it towards the basket!

“bang!”

A double-handed dunk!

While smashing the basketball into the basket, Karl Malone also dunked to the ground.

Zach Randolph pulled Carl-Marone from the ground with a smirk.

Then he smiled and said, "Besides, didn't this ball be entered?"

After hearing Zach Randolph's ridicule, Carl Malone could no longer hold it back.

His eyes turned black, his head became dizzy, and he fell straight backwards.

Fortunately, Zach Randolph's reaction was fast enough and he supported Carl Malone in time.

Otherwise, Carl Malone had to perform a slightest move on the back of his head.

Carl Malone, who hurriedly stood firm and calmed down, looked at Zach Randolph, his lips trembling slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

You bully the elderly!

It's simply too much to deceive others!

You are immoral!

I'm gonna be!

(Zach Randolph: "I'm a bad boy. Do you talk about morality with me?! As long as I'm not moral and want to bully you, I'll bully you!")

In the next few offenses, the Lakers seemed to have lost their accuracy again.

Neither Kobe nor Gary Payton even scored several goals.

In contrast, Zach Randolph took advantage of Carl Malone, whose physical strength had reached its limit.

All of them hit the back and with different inside scoring methods, while scoring frequently, Carl Malone's physical strength was directly exhausted.

Finally, during another attack, Zach Randolph hit the inside with a one-handed dunk, knocking Carl Malone to the ground.

Then, Carl Malone could no longer stand up.

Lying on the ground with gasps.

This comrade, who is already forty years old, has no energy at all.

He really couldn't figure out why such a strong inside player played as a substitute in the Knicks!

Such players, if they are placed in any team, they can be regarded as the star of the thighs!

While feeling desperate, Carl Malone breathed a sigh of relief.

His energy was finally exhausted.

Next, he will no longer have to suffer from Zach Randolph's torture!

Phil Jackson had no choice but to replace Carl Malone.

At this time, the game had just passed two minutes after the third quarter.

The score between the two sides has reached 60 to 40.

The Lakers scored a 20-point advantage!

This is a great advantage.

However, it is not guaranteed that the Lakers can win the game completely!

Han Ning looked at Zach Randoff, who was also gasping for breath, and patted his arm with satisfaction.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Beautiful job! Have a good rest."

Immediately afterwards, Han Ning turned his attention to Allen Iverson.

He whispered: "The postman has retired."
To be continued...