Above All Beings in the NBA

Director Zhang looked at a loss, and Su Qun, his partner, hurriedly communicated with the director to see if there was a mistake.

Director: "That's right, there is also an injury list, you see."

When the injury list was mentioned, several people's hearts were picked up.

"Yao Ming sprained left and right, Kobe sprained his right foot, Gasol sprained both feet, Sun Dasheng stretched his hand?"

Director Zhang held the list of injuries and looked at the broadcaster, "Are you serious?"

The director is helpless, and I don't want to, but that's how it was sent from the front.

"Mr. Zhang, maybe the Lakers have already started to rest."

"Well! For sure, otherwise the average playing time of more than 20 minutes per game can still be injured. How unlucky that is, especially five starters who directly injured four."

"Okay, audience friends, let's just watch how Wang Hao deals with James today!"

After picking up his mood, Director Zhang shifted his attention to the competition.

"Little boss, go back and help me pay the league fine."

The Zen master laughed.

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Chapter 407 The Lakers' Game Routine

"Hey bro, I'm going to beat you today"

"welcome."

He said welcome on his lips, but his expression looked ironic. My emperor made a fuss and greeted Kobe and the others loudly and went back to his half-time warm-up.

At the start of the game, Jordan took over the important task of jumping the ball, and took over the big Z who looked at the opposite 221 in a daze.

"The promised big is a center forward? How did you become this big guy? Also, who is this uncle?"

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"I was so tired, I had to do the jump ball myself."

Wang Hao sold himself to Kobe on the sidelines.

"Fuck off, play well."

The three elders in neat suits greeted Wang Hao's ass in shifts.

My emperor is very happy, he should be counted as one of the few people who can get the first offense in the hands of the Lakers.

As for who was the last one?It must be the ancient times.

"Brother, it seems that your luck is not very good today, this game, hehe!"

My emperor held the ball and started to use mental tactics against Wang Hao.

"Yes! Yes, yes, you will be beaten in a while, and I will be scolded."

My emperor: "??? I was beaten?"

Wang Hao gave Wuhuang a step very bluntly. After all, Wuhuang's three-pointer is still debatable. In Wang Hao's view, Wuhuang's three-pointer can be made now, which is not much different from the ignorant one.

After all, at this time, my emperor's three-point shooting percentage is just in the early third. If you count the average level of the league, my emperor can barely pass, but he is my emperor, the chosen one. Wang Hao, who has not messed up, is a proper future No. 1, then this hit rate is a bit unqualified.

"Do you think that you alone will make progress in the league?"

? ? ? .

Wang Hao looked confused, there is something in my emperor's words.

"Could it be possible to develop a more useful stunt than holding the ball and N-step killing? Use it quickly, I will steal a wave."

"Go to Nima's hold the ball and kill in N steps."

As soon as my emperor finished speaking, a lever appeared like a three-pointer.

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Swish!

Wang Hao looked at my emperor a little dullly, but he hadn't turned his head around yet.

"Well, you stole the three-pointer?" Pointing to the emperor, he looked at the basket again, and it was the emperor who answered him with a proud smile.

"I get up at 3 am every day to enjoy the sunrise in Cleveland, how do you understand? I only follow the trend to watch men in Los Angeles at [-] am."

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Wang Hao really didn't expect that Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning, which was used by Wang Hao to cancel Corvo, actually came true in my emperor's place, and it was an hour earlier, turning it into a sunrise at three o'clock in the morning.

Do the math, after the game, it will be 11 o'clock when all the activities are over, and then according to the habits of Americans, you may have to do some after-school activities when you go home. As far as my emperor's body is concerned, 1 hour is not too much Well, take a shower, and go to bed.

My mother, my emperor sleeps up to three hours a day?

"Fuck! The college entrance examination?"

Wang Hao blurted out.

"College entrance exam, what the hell?"

Obviously, my emperor has never heard of this term. I guess he would never have imagined in his life that at three o'clock in the morning, he would be smashed to pieces by a group of 18 and 9-year-old children in China.

"LeBron, you know, making a three-pointer is nothing? Look at me, even if the shooting percentage is high, I practice three-pointers every day, so, are you sure you want to compare with me?"

What my emperor disbelieves the most is the data. If the data is useful, why can't he win the championship with an average of 28+7+7 per game.

My emperor didn't speak, and pointed at the three-point line.

"Hey! I really don't give up until I reach the Yellow River. Forget it, you don't know what the Yellow River is."

Strolled to the three-point line like a stroll in the courtyard, took the ball, and pulled it out.

Swish!

Three point hit.

"LeBron, don't challenge my job with your weakness. I make a living by making three-pointers."

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