"what......"

Evans' hand felt a sharp pain just as he stretched it out, and he quickly pulled it back and couldn't help screaming.

This scream startled everyone, the referee was also startled, and he was a little confused. Looking at the situation just now, it seems that the two did not collide much, but Evans reached out his hand as if he was about to smash the ball. It was opened by Qin Hao.

It's nothing.

"Humph." Qin Hao let out a cold snort, rushed past Evans, and made a layup while the Kings players were still in shock.

This ball upset the Kings players. Coach Karl rushed to the sidelines and complained to the referee: "Offensive foul, can't you hear our players screaming so loudly?"

The referee rolled his eyes, should he be called an offensive foul when he shouted loudly?

Then what do we referees do, let's just be louder than everyone else.

Coach Karl was still chattering, a referee couldn't help frowning, and said angrily: "I very much doubt that your players are acting. Don't think I didn't notice his little moves, you'd better let him restrain a little, don't get caught by me arrive."

As soon as these words came out, Coach Karl closed his mouth immediately.

Although Evans' small movements are hidden, the three referees, even if they can't see it once or twice, will always see it after more times.

But this kind of small action is also a part of the game. Isn't Paul's so many small actions not blown a few times?

A lot of times, as long as it's not too much, the referee won't blow it for a little trick. If it's serious, should the players talk trash to each other or not?

Although I didn't say it, this is the home court of the 76ers. The home referee is still very unhappy with the Kings' off-set move. Don't say that I didn't see Qin Hao and Evans just now. Even if they did, it's not too much. Seed as if not seen.

"Request a timeout." Coach Karl called a timeout.

Several players came off the court, and Evans was still clutching his left wrist, his aching face wrinkled together.

Guy frowned and asked, "Evans, are you all right?"

Evans grimaced and replied, "It shouldn't be a big problem, just being beaten by Qin, but why is it so painful, it hurts me to death."

"That..." McCollum, who was sitting on the sidelines at this time, said in a low voice, a little uncertain: "I seemed to see that when Qin opened Evans' hand... It's the fist."

Everyone is full of black lines on their foreheads, and their faces are extremely wonderful, how can they still do this?

Evans' face was puckered together again, and his wrists hurt even more.

"Come here, let me tell you." Coach Carl shouted, spread out the tactical board and made a new arrangement, and finally said to Evans: "It doesn't matter, if the opponent doesn't call an offensive foul, then you can continue to defend like that, don't call Qin Qin. Naturally, you can't call you a foul."

"Yeah." Evans nodded heavily, he couldn't touch him for nothing, Fake, this guy is so ruthless, use his fist!

After a while, the pause ends.

The two sides returned to the court, and the Kings attacked.

Failed to score this time, Speights grabbed the rebound, Sessions pushed the ball to the front court and passed it to Qin Hao, Qin Hao was not in a hurry and waited for Evans to come up.

The two thought it was right, Qin Hao narrowed his eyes and said, "It hurts, right? Are you very upset and want to come back with ambition?"

"Hmph." Evans groaned, "so what?"

"Are you sure?" Qin Hao asked again.

"I..." Feeling the coldness in Qin Hao's words, Evans hesitated for a while, but took a step back and became more angry, and shouted, "I'm sure, so what? It's amazing to be alone, but I'm not afraid of you when others are afraid of you."

Qin Hao smiled coldly, and immediately made a breakthrough. Evans subconsciously wanted to reach out three ways, but he shrank back after reaching out, as if he was scalded by a red-hot soldering iron.

Qin Hao was looking at him at this moment, with a smile that made him chill, his wrist seemed to be hurting again, and he stopped subconsciously.

But at this moment, Qin Hao lowered the ball and lifted his hands up. Evans wanted to take it back and Qin Hao refused to agree.

"what!"

With a scream, it was Evans again.

This time, Qin Hao, intentionally or unintentionally, went to his left wrist again. Qin Hao used a bone, and the result was predictable.

"beep......"

The referee blows the whistle.

Hearing the whistle, Evans looked at the referee pitifully, thinking that you finally blew it, my hand is about to die.

But the result made him collapse. The referee did not call Qin Hao an offensive foul, but gave him a defensive foul, signaling Qin Hao to go to the free throw line and execute two free throws.

"What?" Evans looked splendid and at a loss.

The referee just glanced at him lightly. After all, the referee didn't know that Qin Hao deliberately bumped Evans' wrist. Referring to Harden's foul technique, Evans' hand was not retracted in time, and Qin Hao made a foul. .

Evans' face changed for a while, and just as he was about to roar at the referee, he was hugged by Guy and persuaded: "Calm down."

"I don't, why call me a foul, it's obviously me, my hand..." Evans struggled hard.

"Okay, why don't you go down and rest first." Guy frowned and said.

Hearing this, Evans suddenly stopped struggling.

He doesn't want to go down, and he's not willing to go down. He has to stay on the court, and only by staying on the court can he take revenge.

"Swish!"

Qin Hao walked to the free throw line and steadily hit two free throws.

In fact, he has been merciful, and he has not treated others in his own way (mainly because it is too wretched and disgusting). If Evans does not reach out, he will not suffer, who makes him insist on reaching out , What does that sentence say, if you stretch out your hand, you will be caught.

A moment later, Evans tried to make an out-of-the-box move again, but there was no accident. He suffered a loss again, and it was a coincidence that the left wrist was injured this time.

At this time, Evans clutched his left wrist and almost cried, half of it was depressed and depressed, half of it was because of the pain, and every time it was the left wrist, it was so painful.

"Request a time off."

Coach Karl can also see that Evans is a waste.

He called a timeout, and when Evans came down, he was about to comfort Evans a few words when he saw Evans raise his wrist and scream miserably: "Coach, my hand... is swollen. already."

Coach Karl took a closer look and couldn't help but tremble. Evans' left wrist was already swollen, even if his skin was dark.

The teammates next to them also saw it, and they all felt cold in their vests.

This is too cruel!

"Substitution." Coach Karl's face was gloomy. "McCollum, you are still up. Be positive and guard against Qin."

"I, I..." McCollum saw what happened to Evans with a heart, and almost retreated.

"Huh?" Coach Karl stared, and McCollum had to bow his head, but Coach Karl didn't force him, and added, "Just defend normally."

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