Miller made a three-pointer from the outside and made a blacksmith, but O'Neal Jr. made a tip-in, and the Pacers still scored two points.

Artest is still effective. Although Artest is a bit irritated by Lin Sa now, Lin Sa's score is indeed cut off. The Pacers use Miller as the initiator of the attack, and Scott and Foster alternately help O'Neal Jr. stabilize the inside. This style of play can be said to be armed to the teeth and has extremely low ornamentality. Because after falling into the position, it can only be an ordinary pass, chisel or wave shot. No one has any space to play. After calling Lin Sa, the Pacers also injured the enemy by one thousand and suffered 800 damage. The game that was originally ugly is getting worse and worse now.

This is also the reason why Xiao Hua hates the Pacers, the Pistons and the Spurs. The ball is too hard to watch and is ugly. If junior high school students play a little, they are more valuable to watch than them. Unfortunately, although their playing style is ugly, the offense and defense efficiency of these three teams is extremely high, and they have hope of winning the championship almost every season.

The team is strong, but the game is so ugly that it is extremely ugly. When the game is broadcast, it will drop fans quickly. If it is not broadcast, it will not work. This makes Xiao Hua despair. The old-fashioned Celtics are now weak. The Lakers are busy with internal strife, leaving only these three ugly teams to make trouble. This year, the Pistons have come to make trouble for the little prince Lin Sa, which makes Xiao Hua, who is already alopecia areata, less wealthy.

Outside the three-point line, Artest passed the ball to Miller, and Lin Sa didn't even stop it. He just posted it on and planned to cut off the pass route. Lin Sa received the third foul. Yes, Lin Sa didn't finish the two quarters of the game. Now his record is 16 points, 0 rebounds, 0 assists, 0 blocks, and 0 steals, but he has three fouls, which can be called an extreme side fighter.

If someone else makes this dizzy data, the coach will scold the streets, but this data was made by Lin Sa in hardship and targeting. Old Brown was also exhausted for Lin Sa. After all, in Old Brown's eyes, Lin Sa's playing style can be regarded as a temporary adjustment product. I believe he will be very uncomfortable to play himself. Little did he know that Lin Sa is not only not uncomfortable to play singles, but also a little bit of a sudden joy. If it weren't for the limited time and insufficient money, he might have been able to continue to play like this.

This kind of terrible inside line that doesn’t need to go in, doesn’t have to destroy your knees, you can score high points when you fight casually, and the audience cheering. It’s really... so good!

Old Miller's three-pointer was hollowed out into the net, and the Pacers scored a 12-8 wave, which slightly closer, but the scoring efficiency was touching, with 12-point shots 8 times.

The continuous scoring made Old Miller's heart fluctuate. As soon as Billups took the ball through the half as a tool guy, Old Miller suddenly made a steal. This thing scared Billups. Although the ball was very stable and he was not snatched away, it was also very scary. Lin Sa was just not far away, and Billups passed the ball to Lin Sa with one blow.

As soon as the ball reached Lin Sa's hand, Artest immediately posted it with a serious and serious expression. Naughty boy, you finally have the ball in your hand. You dare to say something again and wait.

: "Hi, Atai, you know you are very weak, right? If you exclude your violent means, you know you are worse than the cheerleaders in our team, right?" Lin Sa felt so hard that he had endured the stimulation that a rookie should not have. While protecting the ball and running, he avoided any contact with Artest. Lin Sa looked for a shot opportunity and kept shooting and attacking continuously.

Artest's defense is still very good. At least Lin Sa's elbow cannot be shaken away from him, and he is also prone to relying on Lin Sa to make a foul. In the previous confrontation, if Lin Sa hadn't responded quickly and jumped up and threw the ball to Rashid Wallace at the moment of contact, he might have had four fouls just now.

It is a defense that is free from dead corners. Artest is now determined to scold and refuses to retaliate, so he will defend Lin Sa to the death. If he has any grudges, he will quietly wait for the opportunity to avenge him.

Artest acted like he was stubborn and would rather not score points or defend, than kill you, which made Lin Sa angry. The clay man still had three points of anger. Since Artest was so defensive, Lin Sa simply stopped running, moved one step, and did not throw Artest away. Lin Sa didn't plan to throw it away. He quickly grabbed the ball over his head, and Lin Sa pulled the ball to shoot!

Artest jumped high and slapped, but when Artest slapped, he suddenly realized something was wrong, because Lin Sa's ball did not leave and he even turned a position.

Foul!

With a bang!, Artest hit Lin Sa's hand hard. This sound made the evil guys under the basket explode. Artest was definitely intentional. Lin Sa did a great job of making a foul just now. Artest obviously knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he simply tried to focus on his subordinates and make money.

Lin Sa fell to the ground, the ball was picked up by Miller on the side, and waited for 1 second.

The stadium was so weird that there was no whistle!

Old Miller reacted the fastest, and he ran towards the Pistons with the ball without a whistle. Billups' reaction was slightly lagging behind and he tried his best to catch up, but he started a little slower and was not good at speed. He could only see Old Miller dunks!?

‘Shh’! The audience in the stands of the Auburn Mountain Palace are about to explode. It’s so bad that it’s just a prank when you enter the inside. The referee thinks that this blatant thug cannot see him. He is blind?!

Old Brown couldn't sit still this time. The ball was really too much. Lin Sa covered her swollen palm and stood up. The big ben leaned against Lin Sa, staring at Artest fiercely with his eyes.

Artest stared at Da Ben without any timidity. On the Pistons, Rashid, Billups, Prince, and Hamilton on the other side, Lynch leaned forward one after another. The Pacers' evil men were not afraid, and they walked onto the court one by one regardless of Carlisle's obstruction. They were not taught by Carlisle. They could give face or not!

There was already a riot on the court, and the two teams of players gathered on the court. The referee who called the penalty was panicked. He actually wanted to blow the ball, but thinking about Lin Sa's fury, if he blows it, he would be a three-ball penalty. He played in such a way that he broke through 20 and broke through 20 in his debut, but he still urged him to fight against him. Maybe both sides would be different, so the referee simply made a cruel decision. When he couldn't see it, there were similar situations before, and he had all gotten through it, but what was this atmosphere?

In Xiao Hua's office, Xiao Hua was watching the Cavaliers' live broadcast of the Kings. James did not disappoint his expectations and played very well in his debut. He was already the fourth player in history after O'Neal, Duncan and Iverson. He deserved to be the son of the league he chose.

At this time, the phone on the desk rang, and the knocking sounds outside the door also rang simultaneously. Xiao Hua frowned, what was going on?

: "Please come in." Xiao Hua said while answering the phone.

The phone call was from the Auburn Mountain Palace Technical Station, which was not good news intuition. Xiao Hua picked up the coffee and took a sip to the bottom. At this time, the door opened and his male secretary walked to the table with an anxious look on his face.

: "Not good, the fight is coming here, and the audience is about to riot!"

This sentence came from the phone, and Xiao Hua sprayed out a drop of coffee in his mouth with a "poof" sound. What happened? How could such a big mess happen?

With seamless connection, the male secretary immediately opened the notepad in his hand and started reporting. He started with a foul from the beginning of the referee. Lin Sa was a little popular, but after all, he was a newcomer. No one noticed it in general. But today, something unusual happened. Lin Sa suddenly adjusted his playing style on the spot, from an inside player to a swaying player in the forward guard, and he played well. He made frequent moves from an outside and frequently entered the basket. The popularity of the scene skyrocketed. At this moment, Lin Sa was maliciously hit by Artest when he shot. The referee did not yell. Lin Sa fell to the ground, and the fans on the scene were infuriated.

: "Baste!" Xiao Hua said angrily, "How come the referee union can't even handle such a small matter. Of course, the punishment needs to be adjusted secretly. Who gave them the courage to be so blatant! Then he thought about it and found that the place was the Auburn Mountain Palace. If one cannot handle it well, a big mess will happen at any time.
Chapter completed!