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Chapter 133 It's Really Our Lakers' Milk Tiger

"Ouch! This is Jack Fan, Mr. Nate McMillan. I'm sorry, you messed with someone you shouldn't have messed with."

Kenny Smith shouted exaggeratedly on the TV, and his excitement was no weaker than that of the fans at the scene.

After several bets, he had already regarded Jack Fan as his most important supporter in the NBA.

Even Charles Barkley covered his eyes and said: "This ball is really killer."

On the court, Kobe excitedly ran over and gave Fanci a high-five.

Nate McMillan, who had his neck wiped by Fan Xi, was stunned and took about 5 seconds to react.

He quickly gave instructions to Andre Miller that Jack Fan must be killed on the next ball.

Andre Miller thought so too.

In his heart, Fan Xi was simply 'arrogant'. He thought that Fan Xi had just taken a trick to be so arrogant.

Miller came to the frontcourt with the ball.

This point guard who had been calm for half his life actually hooked his finger at Fan Xi when the audience was still cheering for Fan Xi, and motioned for all his teammates to pull away.

He also wants to treat others in their own way.

"Andre..." Brandon Roy called his name softly.

He hoped Miller wouldn't be too emotional.

But Miller was sure of winning, and even said to Fan Xi: "Son of Miracle, do you still dare to come and challenge me?"

Fan Xi didn't hesitate, opened her arms and rushed forward.

At this time, Kobe next to him shouted: "Be careful, don't let him turn his back."

Kobe Bryant cares about Fanshi very much. He knows that although Andre Miller does not have many offensive methods, he has strong physical confrontation ability. If he is allowed to get into position and is beaten by him, even Kobe Bryant himself

, I also think it will be more difficult, let alone Jack.

Jack's confrontation is very, very mediocre.

However, Fan Xi just smiled at him.

He was lying in front of Andre Miller, looking "loose".

When Miller saw this, he rushed forward quickly. After getting stuck, he quickly turned his back, stuck Fan Xi and pushed in.

puff!

His first impact came, and Fan Xi took a step back.

Fan Xi did not stand firm to fight him.

The way to defend is to be imaginary and real.

Andre Miller saw that Fan Xi was easily pushed in by him. He was very proud and thought to himself, this guy is dead.

He pushed in a second time, but Fan Xi still retreated.

The look of losing ground.

Phil Jackson and Old Winter on the sidelines were a little worried, and the audience even began to boo.

Nate McMillan on the other side showed a proud smile, and slowly dragged his hand to his chin. As long as Miller knocked Fanshi over or hit a shot, he would do something to Fanshie.

That familiar 'throat-slit salute' move.

At the same time, Kobe Bryant was slowly tentatively approaching Miller.

At this time, Miller can pass the basketball to Brandon Roy.

But he didn't do that. He had already thought about his next step and pushed back with all his strength. He believed that Fan Xi would not be able to bear it and would even be knocked over by him.

As soon as Fanci stepped back, he quickly turned away from Kobe, then leaned back and hit the shot.

He even thought about what he should say after hitting the shot: Miracle child? Nothing more!

However, when he slammed back with all his strength...poof!

He received the greatest resistance since the beginning. He actually couldn't move an inch and his body stayed in place.

At the same time, Kobe was already flying towards him like a wolf and a tiger. He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, quickly spun to the left, and then took off to take action.

But he just took off and threw the basketball.

Fan Xi has already arrived from the sky. He stretches out his right hand like an eagle spreading its wings... Bang!

The huge palm struck hard on the basketball that Andre Miller had just shot, and the basketball was whipped forward as if it was being smashed by a volleyball.

Miller's pupils were full of fear, as if he saw a demon descending from the sky, cruelly suppressing all his extravagant thoughts.

Bah!

Andre Miller staggered a little when he landed and his body was unstable.

At the same time, Fan Xi also landed quickly. After he landed, he ran straight towards the frontcourt... Poof!

He bumped into Miller's body again.

Miller felt the huge impact, and with a pop...he fell flat on his butt.

Very embarrassed.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up.

He thought about what Roy had said to him before the game, and he realized a terrifying thing: Jack Fan had hidden his own strength. He looked thin but was actually a powerful power player.

Oh my god!

Andre Miller feels hopeless.

At the same time, Fan Xi had already sprinted to the frontcourt and caught the ball that was slapped by him.

Staples Arena had long since turned into a sea of ​​celebration. From the moment Fanci fell from the sky and smashed Miller's shot, all the excited Lakers fans stood up and shouted Fanci's name at the top of their lungs.

.

Fan! Fan! Fan!

Just like the loud military songs of ancient battlefields!

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!

Fan Xi soared into the air from the penalty area in the frontcourt. He grabbed the basketball with one hand and suddenly spun it 360 degrees... Boom!

The most gorgeous basketball gesture hits the basket.

The atmosphere at Staples Center was extremely heated.

With Fan Xi's dunk, they overtook the score.

Moreover, the great significance of this goal is that Fanshie stepped forward, severely stepped on the arrogant Andre Miller, and used the soles of his feet to ravage his hateful face.

Everyone in Portland, including head coach McMillan, thinks the Lakers' number one position is weak and can be bullied.

Nowadays, Fan Xi tells the whole world with the most violent smashes, the sharpest speed, and the most gorgeous dunks.

Gone are the days when a mediocre elite-level point guard could defeat Los Angeles' No. 1 position.

Fan Xi looked at MacMillan coldly as the audience cheered uniformly with war songs.

McMillan's hand on his chin slowly slid upward, covering his mouth and nose, and then his head fell gently.

Bow to the Son of Miracles.

McMillan couldn't look straight into Fan Xi's sharp eyes.

He knew that his plan to attack the No. 1 position, which he had vowed to make before the game, completely failed.

Fancy defeated Andre Miller and his extravagant hopes.

Beep!

Portland requested a timeout.

Fan Xi raised his hands, and he single-handedly destroyed Portland's arrogance.

Amid cheers from the audience, he proudly walked to the bench.

He raised his eyebrows at Phil Jackson: "Old man, I told you that I have a surprise for you tonight."

Phil Jackson smiled happily. He reached out and patted Fan Xi on the shoulder: "You are really the breast tiger of our Lakers team!"

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