(I'm sorry to modify all the changes at once)

"here you go"

"What a block, what a dunk, just do it like this."

“Derick is so cool…”

The enthusiastic Knicks fans waved their fists and shouted, and the sounds were like waves of rage hitting rocks, echoing from around Madison.

1116, the away team was still in front, with six and a half points at the start, and the Bulls fell by a full five points.

Li Feng clapped his palms and teased:

"Hey, the cutest Uncle Cousins, is this ball considered an assist?"

Cousins ​​shrugged indifferently:

"Who knows? But who cares? You know, I'm a selfless person. As long as the team can win, all the data doesn't matter."

Howard panted heavily, his face that was not handsome was even more gloomy as if moldy black dough, and his eyes almost turned red.

Howard ate two covers in half a quarter, and they were all given to him by Li Feng. How could he calm the monster?

"you"

The monster growled in a hoarse voice.

"I'm angry!"

Li Feng and Cousins ​​responded in unison, then laughed strangely. Mr. Cousins ​​pretended to be helpless and shook his head,

"Dwight, can you change the line? You have to say this a hundred times a day. I really don't know where you got the anger. It's a miracle that didn't ignite you."

Howard smiled with his mouth tilted, as if he didn't take the Knicks' teasing seriously.

But Smith from the Knicks bench was unwilling to give up and stood on the bench and shouted:

"Hey, Dwight, you smile more beautifully than Madonna?"

The group of people on the Knicks bench smirked together.

...

Jimmy Butler misplaced a single and hit Ross, and just as the latter stabilized his lower body was about to get stuck, he turned around and broke through. His thin body burst out with incredible flexibility and quickly blocked Harden.

Ross thought Butler was going to pass the ball to Paul, so he shouted "change defense" to chase Paul.

Unexpectedly, Butler swung his wrist and sent the ball directly into the inside line. Howard raised his hand to stop the ball.

"Damn it!"

Li Feng cursed and hurried to resist Howard.

Howard did not use the habit of squeezing into the inside line like that when he got the ball, he dribbled the ball away from the penalty area and raised it to a high position. His huge body stood on the floor like a wall.

What is this for? Li Feng was confused. Diop on the bench suddenly became anxious and jumped and shouted:

"Screen at a high position, attack at a low position! Front, don't go out"

Diop was too late to say this. How could Li Feng not follow the Warcraft? As soon as he followed him out, a red lightning shot out from behind Howard. The orange-red ball was quickly slapped at the floor in his hand and rushed straight to the penalty area.

There was no one inside, and this red lightning rushed in at a speed, grabbed the ball with one hand and raised it over his head. His slender and powerful body soared into the air and smashed the ball into the ring.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound. What is left for everyone is the black ‘3’ number on the red jersey.

Chris Paul's rare air relay!!!

Paul jumped to the floor, stretched out his right hand, and gestured his thumb to Howard without saying anything, but he could tell his gratitude.

Ross took two steps to drive the ball and made a thirty-foot pass through the half. The ball roared into Harden's hand in a straight arc. The latter jumped and shot decisively. He was an open position at this time. No one expected that Ross would take a dangerous move and had a super fast attack.

Unfortunately, Harden never made a phone call since the start of the game. This was his first shot. His wrist was a little stiff and the ball bounced back on the ring.

Iguodala took the rebound.

Li Feng had just run through half the game, turned around and ran backward, and landed at the free throw line.

Chris Paul pressed his palm down and signaled not to hurry. He raised his head and directed:

"Emeca, go and help Dwight. Let him find an open space, Jimmy, don't run at the bottom corner, run faster, that guy can't catch up with you."

Harden subconsciously turned his head to see his teammate's place, but he had just turned his neck. Suddenly, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him. He quickly turned around. At this moment, there was no sign of Butler in front of him.

Butler took a step forward beyond Harden, and his body turned forward vigorously, like an English longbow, with the ball in his left hand, and the ball danced between the floor and his palm, but it could not be separated from his control and rushed into the three-point line like a sharp arrow.

Rose was shocked, and he didn't expect that this little guy would have such explosive power!

He quickly pushed Paul out of the way to make up for the defense. In fact, he didn't need to push Paul, but he also made way. Butler successfully broke through, Paul took two steps back, Ross had just approached Butler, and the ball had been passed by him to Paul's hand.

Paul was open, but he did not use his habitual jump shot, but threw the ball into the inside. Howard turned flexibly, ran back two steps and received the ball and threw it up easily, and the ball fell into the penalty area obediently.

"I've returned it to you."

Paul murmured to himself and ran to the backcourt with a expressionless face. Howard wanted to give him a compliment, but he saw the black number 3 flying on Paul's back. In this way, he had to yell at Li Feng:

"Fight, look, this is the CD combination!" In the next round, Li Feng pulled to the high position, and Derek Ross scored easily with a layup from the baseline.

Paul jogged silently along the three-point line without saying a word. "."

Howard and Li Feng were both physically fighting each other, and the shoulders were very hidden, and Li Feng was humble.

"Fuck..."

After being humble, Li Feng said coldly, and then gave Howard an elbow.

The two start to brush together!

The movements became bigger and bigger. The nearest referee Crawford rushed over three steps and two steps, staring at the two of them with a fierce look, and shouting in a low voice:

"Fuck me honestly, go play your balls!" NBA history has never been cancelled because of unfair judgments from the referee. In other words, if you offend the referee, the referee will wear small shoes in the game, regardless of whether it is obvious. You have to be next to each other. Losing is a waste of money.

Li Feng shrugged and took the initiative to take a step back. A lot of time wasted in the conflict between several people. In the end, Butler had to shoot from a distance, but was disturbed by Harden. The ball bounced out and Li Feng grabbed the rebound.

Ross took the ball and cruised in the top arc of the three-point line. Paul kept talking, and even attacking his personal family. He was both open and secretly and scolding Ross.

Li Feng was about to get the ball, and Howard blocked him, pressing his hands against his back and pushed him hard.

With Howard's thrust, Li Feng used his usual tricks to quickly break out of the penalty area, and turned around to prepare for a jump shot at a position about one step away from the free throw line.

Howard was waiting. This time Li Feng rushed out, and he immediately chased after him. His huge body was under tremendous pressure and he couldn't let him go.

Li Feng turned around, Howard was already very close to him. He sneered, slapped the ball and shook his body twice. Taking advantage of the opportunity that Howard couldn't figure out his meaning, he strode out and broke through Howard's defense and entered the penalty area.

Howard is still moving forward. The huge body brings not only a strong sense of oppression, but also a huge inertia. In this way, Li Feng turns around and breaks through, and he has to continue to move forward. This advancement and retreat are a gap of two steps. When he turns around again, Li Feng has already entered the penalty area as if he has entered a no-man.

"Go to die!"

Li Feng roared angrily, there was no one in front of him, he was no longer polite, his legs were bent heavily, and his strong body seemed to ignite a solid fuel intercontinental missile, tearing the air off the blockade and flying into the sky with a whistling sound.

While jumping, he raised the ball with his right hand over his head, as if the goddess of liberty was holding a human torch, arrogant, wild and unruly!

When his body rushed to the highest sky, Li Feng spit out the turbid air from his lungs. His strong tiger waist twisted, his eyes almost looked straight with the ring. The blue veins on his raised right arm burst out, and his muscles were rushing wildly. Finally, the narrow wind and thunder were roaring with all his strength and smashing the ball into the ring!

"Bang!"

The collision between his hands and the rim made a huge noise. The high-speed rotating basketball seemed to have escaped the gravity. It did not land directly but rotated rapidly around the rim for two weeks. Finally, the power that Li Feng had implemented disappeared, and then he fell into the ground unwillingly under the attraction of gravity.

The basketball fell and hit the net and jumped high, like a snow-white wave.

"Who can stop me? Warcraft is considered a yarn?"

Li Feng yelled violently on the basket ring and then fell to the ground. The basketball hoop trembled violently. The reporters under the basket were terrified, fearing that Li Feng would directly depress the basketball hoop.

Li Feng's slam dunk also ignited the beastly nature of the fans. A group of wild fans gathered together and howled at the top of their throats. DJ praised Li Feng with gorgeous words, continuing to stimulate the fans to burst into passion.

Seeing this scene, the old Bulls' basketball player thought it was not good. Li Feng's extraordinary dunk greatly encouraged the Knicks' morale. They all knew that morale was a very subtle thing. If you don't believe it, then this thing would be of no use. If you firmly believe it, then this thing is invincible!

In particular, this ball was scored by Li Feng through the Bulls' defensive core Howard.

"Return it back!"

Paul sternly said, "It is worthy of being the team leader." Paul's leadership temperament was revealed at this time. Generally, if the defender wants to counterattack, he will definitely speed up the pace unconsciously. This will just fall into the trap of the team that has brought out morale, because the higher the morale, the more he likes to play the fastest pace."

Even if Ross didn't defend, Paul still suppressed the rhythm and took his time until he passed the frontcourt and passed the ball to Okafor.

Okafor has been playing in the NBA for nearly ten years. Although his offense is not strong, he must be on guard. "Defense! Defensive! Defensive!!"

The fans shouted at the top of their lungs. How many people were clenching their fists tightly at this moment, wishing they could go on the field to guard the Bulls players themselves.

Without fans' reminder, Cousins ​​has posted it up. He doesn't believe that Okafor, who is almost thirty years old, can still withstand him.

Okafor pushed his back and hit hard, but facing Cousins, who was at the peak of his life, his strength was not great enough.

The forced attack was ineffective, and Okafor quickly changed his attack methods, but he was not good at footsteps, but his mid-range shot was useless at this time.

Which one, mid-range shot or dunk, can better improve morale? All fools know it.

Okafor had his own trick. He protected the ball, his broad shoulders trembled irregularly at high frequency, and his eyes were useless to pay attention to the penalty area, but he was aiming at the referee. While the three referees were not paying attention to him in their position, his body suddenly raised up and turned around and passed Cousins.

Cousins' footsteps are the top in the inside line. Not to mention Okafor, who is almost thirty years old, it is not easy for him to pass him even at the twenty-year-old Okafor. But this time, Okafor turned around and passed Cousins ​​easily.

"Hold!"
To be continued...