I'm king in the basket

Chapter 557 It's All Fucking God's Fault!

The Raptors defeated the Thunder again, kept their home court advantage, and went to Oklahoma with a big score of 2-0.

In the third game, the whole world is watching.

This is equivalent to a watershed.

After winning, at least the Thunder will not be swept like other teams, and a big score of 2 to 1 is more hopeful than 3 to 0.

If you fight with all your strength and lose, then everything will be settled.

The Raptors are determined to sweep, and for the Thunder, this is the last chance.

After losing Game 3, Game 4 will also be over. By then, Li Xing will fulfill his words, and the Thunder will become the losers in the fans' mouths.

Since Li Xing said in advance that he wanted to sweep, this will turn this finals into a series of jokes.

Fans are the group best at rubbing salt in the wounds of losers.

Before heading to Oklahoma City, Li Xing flirted with Dai Linsi at home.

Just verbal flirting, no hands-on.

They also wanted to know why Li Xing was so angry in the second scene. Li Xing said he was unhappy, so why was he unhappy?

No one knows why.

Li Xing didn't say it clearly, he used an analogy that women can understand: "When you come to your aunt, don't you feel irritable? That's how I feel."

"What? Larch, are you here as an aunt? This is a disease!"

Dai Linsi, who couldn't understand the metaphor, exclaimed.

Seeing her stupid and cute appearance, Li Xing really wanted to bring her to justice in broad daylight, but the team was about to leave for Oklahoma City, so this matter had to be shelved.

"Kate, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

After Li Xing finished speaking, he dragged his luggage and said, "I'm leaving, you have to take care of your home."

"Oh, Larch~!"

Everyone wanted to ask a few more questions, but Li Xing waved goodbye without giving it a chance.

"Larch, are you going to Pearson International Airport now?"

Li Xing's personal bodyguard was officially changed from Dante to Swiss.

After all, Dante has a girlfriend, and I believe he will start his own family soon. Although Li Xing has never been attacked, a bodyguard job requires him to leave Toronto for a long time. In that case, Dante will have no time to spend with Josephine. .

Out of this consideration, Li Xing chose to make a substitution.

Although Dante was reluctant in every possible way, Li Xing believed that it would not take long for this guy to understand his good intentions.

"Larch, is it so unhealthy to eat early in the morning?"

The Swiss are good at everything, but they are too lenient. Li Xing must let him know how undisciplined he is.

"I'll be honest with you."

Li Xing decided to shatter the three views of the Swiss on this sunny morning: "Actually, I have always been eating and drinking without restriction. This is the secret of my strength."

"what?"

The Swiss is different from other bodyguards. He is a soldier, but he is also a fan, an avid basketball fan.

Moreover, he is also an NBA history enthusiast. He knows everything about basketball and naturally knows what basketball players should and should not do.

Before becoming Li Xing's bodyguard, he thought Li Xing was an extremely self-disciplined person, but in the end...
This person who 99% will replace Jordan as GOAT actually said that he is not self-disciplined at all?Is his lack of self-discipline the secret to being so powerful?

The Swiss's eyes almost fell to the ground.

Li Xing felt that he was making too much fuss: "Actually, it's nothing."

"nothing?"

The Swiss trembled: "How can this be nothing?"

"You could have been better, but you wasted your talent!" the Swiss said as if Li Xing was ruining his body.

Li Xing had to change his mind today: "Oh? Abandoned? You mean, did I lose the championship because of eating and drinking, or was I overtaken by others because I didn't have enough self-discipline? Tell me, what did my wasted talent cause? What about the bad consequences?"

Li Xing's words hit the hearts of Swiss people directly.

Yes, even if he abused himself like this, he didn't pay the price.

He's already the best basketball player on the face of the earth, and he's only 23 years old.

He dominates one of the big three at the age of 23 and who knows what else he can do?
"But."

"Don't worry, man, I just don't want to be too strong."

Li Xing pretended to be a big bully.

The Swiss were overwhelmed.

"what?"

"I don't want to become too strong." Li Xing said.

"why?"

The Swiss don't understand, doesn't everyone want to be invincible?Some people don't like that their strength is far superior to others?

Wait a minute, he always felt that there was something strange about this sentence, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Where is it strange?where?
"I'm so undisciplined and such a waste of talent, but I can't find an opponent. You have to admit this?"

Li Xing didn't believe that "you can't bend" him.

The Swiss nodded heavily.

"I'm so boring, I have no rivals, how I wish I could live in the 90s, so I can compete with Shaquille O'Neal, Hakeem Olajuwon, David Robinson, Patrick Ewing, Alonzo Mourning, Dikembe Mutombo, they play together, but no, in my era, there is only one Dwight Howard who can't even fucking shoot!"

These words are domineering, and the Swiss look like a fanboy.

"So, you're doing it so you don't get bored with basketball?" the Swiss asked.

Li Xing snapped his fingers: "What you said is absolutely right, this is what I think."

The Swiss suddenly understood him.

For example, when he plays 2K, he also likes to fully adjust his ability value until he is invincible. If he doesn't want to delete the game, then he can only increase the difficulty for himself?
How to do it?Turn up the computer difficulty?Useless!

He likes to lower his stats and start all over again.

Although Li Xing's approach is different from his, but the purpose is the same, they are all just looking for fun.

The Swiss suddenly sympathized with him, this is not a game, he cannot reduce his ability value, so he has to find a way to squander his talent.

What?Shameful to waste?
What a shame!If you don't even have fun, what do you need talent for?
If you want to blame, blame God for letting him be born in this era of withering monsters inside!
"It's all God's fault!" said the Swiss from the bottom of his heart.

Although Li Xing didn't know what five twists and turns his brain had to go through to reach this conclusion, he was very happy that he "bent" the Swiss.

"Yes, it's all God's fault!"

These days, God is an excellent backer. Anyway, he has a lot of old people and adults, and he won’t show up suddenly. If you have any mistakes or problems, just open your mouth and say “it’s all God’s fault” and it’s over.

Li Xing successfully reached a consensus with the Swiss, and he promised Li Xing that he would never interfere with his diet again and would do better than Dante.

As it turns out, he was right.

When Li Xing came to Oklahoma City and asked him to find some delicious food and bring him back to the hotel, he did it.

You know, every time he comes to Oklahoma City, he has to go to the supermarket to buy things by himself and do it himself.

The food here is really bad, and it's really hard to find something that suits your taste in Oklahoma City.

The Swiss did it, and Li Xing looked at him with admiration.

This was the day when Dante officially left Li Xing, and Li didn't miss him for a day.

Humans are so fickle, Dante, cry!

The Raptors had a day off in Oklahoma City at 21:00 the next night.

The exciting third battle has begun.

"Everyone, please turn on the TV and watch the Thunder strike!"

"How is steel tempered?"

"What are they doing?"

Not only the commentator is asking, but also the fans at the scene are full of doubts.

Do these guys know how important this game is?What are they doing?Celebrate the Raptors winning three consecutive championships with this crisp sound?
Here's the thing.

At the beginning, the two sides fought fiercely, but the style of the Thunder team was obviously not right.

They were forging, forging, and forging.

Not just three-pointers, but also mid-range, layups... He couldn't even dunk the ball if he had a chance.

The basket seems to be their father-killing enemy. They are not here to play games, they are here to abuse the basket. They want to give this damn basket a bloody SM training in front of basketball fans all over the world.

"Another good shot!"

Grandpa Brown has commented on the game for so many years, and he has never seen a team so cruel to its own basket.

Now, the Raptors don't even need to do anything, the game is about to enter garbage time.

Not because the Raptors played well, but because the Thunder played well.

With this hit rate, the Spurs will cry and the Mavericks will be heartbroken. (The Spurs and Mavericks were all eliminated by the Thunder)

They would cry, "Why didn't you do this when you were fighting us?"

In the west, why be cruel?
Anyway, you are also going to the finals to be beaten by the Raptors, who will be replaced?

This is the common thought of all fans who are hostile to the Thunder. They really played too badly in this game.

This was a much-anticipated battle between Mars and Earth, but because all members of the Thunder turned into Paul Korchagin, halftime did not end, and the Raptors had a 30-point lead.

"Larch, what's the secret behind your lead by so much?"

"There is no secret, thanks to the foil of my colleagues." Li Xing said mockingly.

"What do you think made the Thunder miss so often in the first half?"

"I do not know."

Li Xing didn't have time to help Lei Ting find the reason, he only knew that the game would be won.

It was an ugly game for Oklahoma City.

The Thunder team scored 25 points with a shooting rate of 66%, while their opponent scored 116 points with a shooting rate almost double that of theirs.

At the end of the game, the Thunder lost the record-setting 50-point game, handing over the match point of the series to the Torontonians.

"There are fans crying, they are asking why God is so unfair."

"Such a fiasco is enough to break the spine of the team."

"Yes, they're going down."

After the game, countless microphones were directed at Durant, asking why they felt cold tonight.

The merciful and innocent God lay down again.

"It's all fucking God's fault!"

(End of this chapter)