roccoschili Chapter 530 You Don’t Understand Salted Fish
Chapter 530 You Don’t Understand Salted Fish
Chapter 530 You Don’t Understand Salted Fish
On April 4, the Charlotte Bobcats' playoff journey began.
With a terrifying 77 wins, the Charlotte Bobcats have all the home court advantage in the playoffs, and each round of the series will start with two home games.
The defending champion opened his mouth wide and bared his fangs, aiming for sixteen straight victories.
The Time Warner Center Arena once again put on festive make-up. 19026 fans held 19026 "Lucky Charlotte Black Cats" and slapped 19026 Larry O'Brien Cups made of balloons. The noisy home court beat the drums...
The locker room of the home team was full of light-hearted singing and low-pitched singing.
Since the 44-game winning streak, the temperament of the entire team has changed. They are proud kings, and their sorrow and anxiety are far away from them.
Everyone believes—
There is nothing Zhao Ke can't solve!
If so, give him unlimited firing rights!
Don Nelson stood with his arms folded for a while, watching the players turn into jokers, each with their back molars bared, looking heartless.
It seems that after a while, instead of a competition, he will go to Deyun Club to throw flower baskets to Lao Guo.
This is, it's gone!
Shaking his head, without saying anything, he slowly walked out of the locker room.
Chris Paul raised his head, staring at the old man's back thoughtfully.
Suddenly turned around and asked Zhao Ke:
"Boss, are we making too much noise?"
Zhao Ke said with a smile:
"CP3, don't worry, everything is up to me!"
Shanpao rolled his eyes, I'm not worried.
You narcissist, haven't you noticed that the coach didn't arrange tactics?
Of course Zhao Ke saw the way Don Nelson walked away shaking his head, and he was not blind.
But are the teammates in a bad state?
It's not good to laugh, but is it okay to cry?
The difficult 44 consecutive victories have survived, isn't it just throwing a few more three-pointers!
"I'll play a few more at the beginning, let's try to make them desperate in the first quarter!"
Zhao Ke patted Shanpao on the shoulder with a relaxed expression on his face.
Shanpao suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shook his head. It seemed that I was indeed a little nervous.
The sky is falling, and this lunatic in front of him is holding it up!
According to the usual practice, if you don't have tactics, you're just fucking Zhao Ke...
So, until the start of the game, Don Nelson did not return to the locker room.
I have to say, the old man has a big heart!
Opposite them, Pat Riley had a livid face, whispering something in a low voice.
At the player's entrance ceremony, Zhao Ke, who appeared last, made a 4:0 gesture to the fans, which triggered a wave of tsunami...
This wave of tsunami hit the faces of Miami people like a hundred thousand big ear blowers:
What is more humiliating than losing the game is this kind of Hong Guoguo's contempt!
Without ferocious roars or impassioned clamor, the Miami Heat suddenly shrank their own temperature and condensed into a flower, the flame of ice!
The Heat's lineup is:
Point guard: Jason Williams
Shooting Guard: Dwyane Wade
Small Forward: Eddie Jones
Power Forward: Udonis Haslem
Center: Shaquille O'Neal
Pat Riley didn't send James Posey out to compete with Zhao Ke this time, and secretly let veteran Eddie Jones start.
Does this mean giving up defense and trying to attack?
Glancing at the old men on the opposite side:
Eddie Jones is 36 years old, Ottoman is 35 years old, Williams is 32 years old...
Zhao Ke gestured to Shanpao:
Fast attack!
Run and kill these bad old men!
If you don't take it with you in the nursing home, it's dangerous to run out. If you get knocked down, who are you trying to blackmail?
Wade posted it.
His face was gloomy, and his muscles were tense, like a wild animal in a state of hunting. He leaned against Zhao Ke as stiff as a stone.
Warcraft won the jump ball as usual.
O'Neill is really old, old and fat.
Zhao Ke immediately rushed forward like an arrow leaving the string.
Wade, who was attached to Zhao Ke's body, moved.
He took a small step sideways, and the side of his shoulder collided with Zhao Ke who had just started.
After gaining weight, the "Flashman" weighs more than 100 kilograms, and his static strength is also amazing.
Although Zhao Ke's strength is terrifying, this kind of unprepared impact still requires some physics principles. Zhao Ke, who weighs more than 80 kilograms, is obviously at a disadvantage.
He was hit hard on the chest, staggered, and almost fell.
The referee did not blow his whistle.
The fast break of the Charlotte Bobcats has not been interrupted, and Zhao Ke is outside the system.
Wade's scale was well grasped. He didn't raise his elbows or shrug his shoulders. This was a perfectly normal collision!
Zhao Ke rubbed his chest, frowned and said:
"Dwyane, are you crazy? Hit me with a broken shoulder!"
Wade is already ready to meet Zhao Ke's whip kick or old punch, his tendons are tense——
Come on, shoot me!
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ke was the first to care about his injury.
He froze for a moment before answering:
"It's okay, I hit the seal, and I don't feel any pain."
"Fart! If you hit it like this, you won't even know your bones are broken!"
Zhao Ke suddenly became angry.
Before Wade bumped into him, Zhao Ke was not angry.
He could tell who was right, if it was Uncle Bao, he would probably be the one who hit the door.
Wade is still a bit ethical.
Is it morality, or fear of being beaten?
Zhao Ke didn't care about it anymore, as long as he didn't hurt others maliciously, he would forgive him.
But seeing that Wade didn't take his body seriously, Zhao Ke immediately became angry.
How sad Wade is in his old age in memory!
Zhan Huang, who was in the same class as him, was still an MVP-level star, but he has been abandoned by his home team, wandering, and returned with a basic salary.Kobe can play a farewell game, but he can only change jerseys with others, and the other party still ignores it...
Wade smiled awkwardly, this kind of scene is so contrary to harmony!
Shouldn't we be at war, spamming each other, asking about each other's female genealogies, and even throwing our hands at each other and fighting?
I don't even care, what are you so anxious about here!
Why did the painting style suddenly change?
At this time, it's a hot basketball novel, not a black-bellied danmei novel, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong set?
Zhao Ke suddenly realized that he had done another emotionally stupid thing.
This is playing in the playoffs!
What do teammates and fans think of this kind of flirting with the enemy?
Reining in his mood, he sighed.
Forget it, just a friendly reminder at the end, just listen to it, if you don’t listen, you will fall down.
Zhao Ke looked at the embarrassed Wade, and said seriously:
"Dwyane, you shouldn't be here, you should go to the hospital. Playing in the playoffs after being closed, you are crazy!"
Wade nodded, shook his head again, turned and ran away.
Throw the next sentence from a distance:
"You do not understand!"
The two of them are chatting here, with such a little effort, the Charlotte Bobcats' fast break has been completed, and Chris Paul passed Gerald Wallace for a dunk.
It's offense time for the Miami Heat!
Zhao Ke also slowly ran back to the backcourt, landed on his defensive position, and slapped his head:
Hemp sellers are actually despised!
I don't understand?
You young and frivolous stunned youths don't understand, you don't care now, there will be a time to cry in the future!
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(End of this chapter)