king of los angeles

Chapter 641 641. WTF?

"He attacked me!"

Brother Antetokounmpo immediately complained to the referee, because when he got up to dunk, he felt that his buttocks were firmly resisted by some hard object that killed thousands of knives. It was terrible.

And he almost got into his GM!

It was the "damn" hard object that made Antetokounmpo startled, and his distraction for 0.1 second made him catch the cap against the sky by Lin Feng.

Antetokounmpo is complaining to the referee. He believes that Lin Feng used "improper means" to attack him, but in this case, it is impossible to change the penalty even if he looks back at the game video.

After all, Lin Feng just had the wrong physiological reaction at the wrong time, and did not use illegal means.Brother Antetokounmpo could only suffer from being dumb, and at that moment he even felt humiliated.

After all, for a straight man of steel, it is more embarrassing for Adams to be kicked out of his balls by Dreaming Green before the eyes of everyone.

"Hey Gary!" Kuzma smiled mysteriously.

Needless to say, this guy's focus just now must be different from others.

"Fake you, what do you want to say?" Lin Feng spread his hands.

"Giannis will change his sexual orientation because of you. I guarantee you will receive his call tonight to let you stay in Milwaukee forever." Kuzma was full of anger when he spoke.

Lin Feng had goose bumps all over his body. You must know that the indoor temperature of Fei Zhe Arena is a very pleasant 22 degrees.

Wharton urgently gathered everyone together to arrange the final attack.

"What do you want to say? It's only 1.3 seconds, which is very long for a professional basketball player. You can even throw the ball into the basket with a hundred postures."

Unlike in the past, this time Wharton looked at them with his arms folded, as if he wanted to let everyone start their imaginations.

They glanced at each other, seeming eager to try.

Lin Feng was the first to speak, "To be honest, I hate playing overtime. Give me the ball, and then we all go home to take a shower and go to bed. Girlfriends don't want you to go home too late, right?"

His words caused a burst of laughter, even the serious Mikhailuk laughed.

"Crazy boy, I'm starting to trust you, haha, you make me feel like it's just a street game now." Old Zhan spread his hands.

"Are they really preparing for the game-winning shot? Why is there a smile on everyone's face, like it's going to be a party." This is Big McGee, who won't be playing at the last minute, so he looks extra relaxed.

Wrapped in a towel, Rondo patted him on the shoulder and said, "I want to believe Gary, this guy has been surprising us all the time, and I believe tonight will be no exception."

Everyone expressed their opinions one by one, which is a manifestation of democracy.As long as the tactics related to Lin Feng are usually adopted unanimously, no one in the team doubts his ability.

"Okay, the next tactic is to pass the ball to Gary Smith, and then everyone take the bath towels! Line up to go to the bathroom after he shoots the ball." Walton clapped his hands, drew a circle on the tactical board, and then Write the number 11 in the middle.

"LeBron, I need you to attract the attention of the defense, preferably with two players."

"Caldwell and Josh, the two of you crossed from the top of the arc to the bottom line, and your expressions must be in place, making the opponent believe that you want to make this lore shot!"

"Dwight, I'm going to keep you on the court, even though the little doorman in Milwaukee doesn't believe you will take the last attack. But this is your role, and everyone hangs in this position when you don't exist. Gary move!"

Wharton pointed to the center line on the left side of the three-second zone, and then looked at Lin Feng.

"Gary at the end! You come around from the far side to catch the ball, I want you to hold your breath and wait until the last moment to come out, otherwise the opponent will not let your guard down."

"It's got to be written on your face before this, I don't want to shoot! I don't want to shoot even if the earth is destroyed! You will be guarded by Bledsoe, I bet when the time comes, use your speed to get rid of him and find Dwight, Then finish the game where you like!"

Wharton's words were filled with emotion, and Lin Feng could see something was wrong.

"So sir, will the referee help us with the throw-in?"

Everyone looked at each other, and Kuzma on the bench said quietly: "If they allow me, I can play this role."

Wharton glanced at his tactical board, frowning and wiped away all the tactics.

"Kyle, you come on for Josh, and then go throw the throw-in."

Hart spread his hands with a wry smile, and readily accepted the coach's arrangement.

On the Bucks side, Budenholzer's arrangement was in full swing, and his voice was close to hoarse.

"Gary Smith! Must be that guy for the finishing touch. Eric Bledsoe, I want you to follow him the whole way, and if that kid tries to catch the ball, the closest person to him is to block him with his body!"

"No matter what shot LeBron makes, don't pay attention to it, his purpose is just to attract our attention!"

Regarding the last attack of the defense, Bu Shuai thinks that Lin Feng is definitely going to shoot, because in his eyes, no one is more suitable for this kind of shot than Lin Feng.

"The league's first-class anticipation ability, unique explosive power, and big heart at critical moments! If I were Walton, I would let four other people cover him!"

After the tactical duel between the two coaches, ten players from both sides returned to the field.

Lin Feng tried his best not to attract the opponent's attention, obediently went to the far baseline by himself, and then stood there with his hands on his knees.He's facing off with Bledsoe, the guy who almost got blown out by LeBron tonight.

"Don't even think about shooting the game-winning shot, little brother." Blood Cloth said with a half-smile.

Lin Feng smiled and did not speak. The old Zhan over there was busy, commanding his teammates to stand for a while, and running to Kuzma who was serving the ball to underestimate a few words.

From the audience's point of view, the last shot looked like LeBron, because he was so involved.

Only the Lakers knew that all this was a cover for Lin Feng's last attack.

The two sides stood up, the referee blew his whistle, and the nine players on the half court immediately became active.

Kuzma holds the basketball high, a second goes by, two seconds go by, three seconds go
Just before Lin Feng was about to start, Lao Zhan suddenly appeared at the top of the arc. Kuzma threw the ball over, and Lao Zhan took the ball and made a three-pointer!

Lin Feng was stunned at that moment, his legs were just about to move when the basketball hit the net.

The time just ran out, 108-105, Lao Zhan's three-pointer at the last moment killed the Bucks!
The home fans were all disappointed and covered their faces, while the small number of Lakers fans cheered.

All the Lakers players are boiling, only Lin Feng has not slowed down.To be honest, he had already started fantasizing about his celebration after the lore. He would run to the camera and shout his name, and then tell the whole world that he is the king of Los Angeles.

But now, that guy LeBron hit the game-winning shot
"Hey Gary! We got the best team in the league!" Kuzma looked excited, and everyone was like this, as if no one remembered Wharton's previous tactical arrangements.

WTF?

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