The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 242 Forced to go to the gorgeous teammate

In the third quarter, both sides sent their starting lineups.

In the first attack, Dragic threw the ball to Tuman, but Tuman didn't move, and passed back directly.

"Golan, come yourself!"

Dragic had a sad face, and sure enough, he still couldn't hide.

But he didn't shoot, lowered his center of gravity, and rushed in against Paul. Iguodala stepped forward to cover and helped him escape Paul's clutches.

Dragic made his way into the paint and was intercepted by Caron Butler.

He didn't force it, and passed back to Iguodala.

I slipped the bottom line by myself.

Iguodala burst again, Griffin rushed out, Iguodala moved in a wide range, and Channing Frye at the top of the arc got the basketball.

He still didn't dare to vote and immediately threw it to Battier in the bottom corner.

Battier also dived in, passed, but threw the ball to Iguodala at the free throw line.

Iguodala grabs the ball and jumps, Jordan puts down the brutality and flies up to block the shot.

But he missed again!

I didn't see it clearly. I don't know when, Iguodala had already stuffed the ball to Dragic who had sneaked into the basket. The latter took advantage of Tuman to separate Griffin and made a small throw!

The army of waving towels on the sidelines jumped up again. This cooperation is really amazing!

Su Mait took a look at Gentry, really?

Dragic patted Tuman and said with a smile:
"Is this ball okay?"

Tu Man pouted:
"No, no, no three-pointers are lethal at all!"

Dragic pretended not to hear, stepped into the fuel tank, and went straight to the backcourt to return to the defense.

Tu Man yelled at the other teammates:
"Next time whoever throws a three-pointer, I haven't grabbed an offensive rebound for a long time..."

Before the words fell, he was left alone under the basket.

Tu Man shook his head:
"When did these guys learn to teleport?"

Clippers attack.

Paul passed to Griffin, and Griffin organized himself. He thought that Caron Butler was in a better position. He passed the ball with a hit, but Iguodala saw it through and walked away.

Paul glanced at him dissatisfied, I can't read the game?

Iguodala didn't delay for a second, and ran forward with the ball, but this time he was not alone. Except for Tu Man, the other three ran faster than one!

Seeing that Tu Man didn't run away, little Qiaodan asked suspiciously:
"Why don't you play fast break?"

Tu Man smiled:

"I'm waiting for the rebound!"

Little Jordan is even more confused, you are still in the backcourt, big brother!
How to grab a rebound?
Abandon him and run back to defend, maybe this guy is here today?

At this time, the sun had penetrated into the frontcourt, completed four passes while on the move, still did not shoot, and continued to plunge towards the basket...

Griffin was in place and Caron Butler cut in.

But the Sun passed the ball too fast, dazzled and overwhelmed. He clearly had a chance to make a shot and jumped up, but the ball was gone!

In the end, the dizzy Griffin was dunked by Channing Frye again...

He felt very tired.

These people are not here to play, they are here to play with people. This is the Staples Center, not Rock Park. Hey!

Tu Man stood at the top of the arc and slapped dryly a few times.

Without saying a word, walk back.

This time, Bzdelik tasted it. He looked at Gentry who seemed to be smiling but not a smile, and then at Tuman who had a strong aura on the field, and asked uncertainly:

"Alvin, have you discussed with Tuman?"

Gentry smiled without saying a word.

Bzdelik lowered his face and said angrily:

"Alvin, if you're so rude, I'll cut you off!"

Gentry came over with a smile:
"Don't be mad, Jeff. I want you to watch it again, it's interesting, but it's not interesting to say it, just be patient..."

Bzdelik was dubious, but he didn't ask again.

The Clippers continued to attack.

There were four big words written on Tu Man's face——

I am not happy!
Paul was afraid that he would beat Griffin or Jordan in a fit of anger, and he didn't dare to pass the ball rashly, so he broke through by himself.

But the Suns' defensive strength suddenly increased. Dragic stalked with small steps, Iguodala immediately slashed in front of him, and Battier also poked his head, opening his pockets and inviting you into the urn.

Paul took another two steps, and when the pocket shrank, he suddenly hit the ground and passed Randy Foye who was ambushing in the bottom corner.

As soon as he passed the ball, Battier turned and pounced!

As soon as Randy Foye took off, his eyes were completely covered by a pair of fleshy palms, but he was in the air, so he had no choice but to throw the ball...

With an iron sound of "bang", Tu Man grabbed the backboard.

As soon as Randy Foye made a shot, Iguodala, Channing Frye, and Dragic turned around and rushed forward, regardless of whether he entered or not.

Go in, Tuman serves.

Didn't make it, Tu Brutal rebounded.

All in all, it is necessary to settle in advance and let Tu Man make a long pass!
As soon as Battier turned around, seeing that the three guys had crossed the center line, his palms were sweating immediately, he hurriedly turned the car around, and sprinted straight down...

As soon as Tu Man landed, he saw the backs of his four teammates.

He smiled and shouted:
"Guys, grab this orange!"

With a rounded arm, the basketball roared to the frontcourt like a cannonball.

This time the Clippers had no time to return to defense. When they reacted, the four animals on the opposite side were almost running into the three-point line, so how could they chase?
The basketball hit the opposite backboard, bounced back, and Iguodala grabbed it.

He threw it up, and he hid aside. Dragic, who followed up, grabbed the basketball and continued to throw it up. Channing Frye clicked and dodged again.

Battier finally came, grabbed the basketball, and dunked with both hands!

Tu Man shook his head with his arms crossed, and sighed:
"These guys, it's really simple and complicated. Isn't it good to just buckle it? Don't you think so, Blake?"

Griffin turned around with a dark face, wouldn't he die if he didn't?

You old Versailles!

The Clippers attacked again, Paul and Butler picked and rolled.

One block, one split, Paul passed the ball behind the back, and Butler hit a mid-range shot.

This time, the Clippers quickly returned to defense, and the Suns had no chance to play a fast break.

Falling into the position, Tu Man stood firmly on the basket with a devilish smile on his face, his radiant eyes swept over the four teammates one by one, and continued to yell:
"Brothers, shoot at me!"

The faces of the four changed, and the complicated running and passing started instantly, and a big passing show that was not aimed at shooting was presented...

Paul couldn't see it.

Is this a pass or a throw-away? Why does it seem like the basketball has just been fished out of the frying pan, and no one dares to touch it?
Tu Man couldn't stand it anymore, and took Jordan to the free throw line to make a wall.

As soon as the two tall and thick beasts left, the paint area suddenly opened up. Iguodala, Dragic, and Battier rushed in and out.

The basketball bounced between their palms and the floor, gradually disappearing, and suddenly Channing Frye jumped up, blocking Griffin's view with his long body.

Then there was a "boom"——

The basket is swaying, and Iguodala is already hanging on the basket!

(End of this chapter)