NBA Dynasty Sniper

　　 "Boom..."

　　 While dribbling the ball, he rushed to the basket against Ewing.

　　 Ewing has the same tonnage as Mourning, but he has a knee injury and has no dead head.

　　 He knows that Zhao Dong is behind, and Zhao Dong's weak side defense is still good. Now a considerable part of the Knicks' inside defense has been given to Zhao Dong, and he has also relaxed a lot.

　　 Two steps in relatively easily, only one step away from the hoop. At this moment, Mourning felt almost, and three seconds were almost there. He quickly turned around and wanted to slam dunk in.

　　 When Mourning turned around and dunked in one step, Ewing and Zhao Dong simultaneously took off and blocked shots.

"Snapped!"

　　 Zhao Dong jumped higher than the old Ewing, he had more time to catch the blocked target in the air, and slapped the basketball.

　　 "Pretty, Feilong sent a cover..." The on-site commentator yelled immediately.

　　 The three of them landed, the ball was taken by Ewing, and the Knicks began to counterattack.

　　 Zhao Dongzheng wanted to play quickly, PJ Brown blocked him, and the opportunity to play quickly disappeared.

　　 came to the front right wing low, Ewing took the ball.

　　 Zhao Dong knew that Ewing was feeling cold, and immediately went into the basket, ready to grab a rebound.

　　 Although PJ Brown defends well, his tonnage and power are too small to stop him.

　　 The two fought melee at the basket, but Zhao Dong stuck the defender on it and took the best position in the basket.

　　 At this time, Ewing turned around to make a jumper, but he missed, and Zhao Dong grabbed the offensive rebound.

　　 "Nani?"

　　 At this time, a palm slammed against his back door, which made his whole body stand up, and he couldn't help but whisper a bird's voice.

　　 Just as he was stunned, a big hand knocked the ball out of his hand.

　　 "Oh, the dragon made a mistake, PJ Brown succeeded in stealing, and the Heat counterattacked..." The roar of the on-site commentator immediately sounded.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Zhao Dong turned around and chased PJ Brown. It was a shame, and he was very angry.

　　 "Hey, Feilong's posture is a bit awkward, and his pursuit and defense speed is slower?" On the TNT live broadcast booth, Bill Walton was surprised.

　　 "Yes, I can see it too!" Matt was also puzzled.

"boom!"

　　 Mourning ran ahead of Ewing, cut from the wing to the basket, received a pass from Tim Hardaway, and dunked a goal.

　　 2:4, the Knicks attacked.

　　 "Boy, what happened just now?" Ewing came over and asked Zhao Dong.

　　 Old Zhao Dong blushed, shook his head and said: "It's okay, that **** made a small gesture."

　　 Oakley also came over, glanced at PJ Brown, and whispered: "Be careful, this guy's movements are a bit disgusting, sometimes he will gently touch your key parts."

　　 Zhao Dong shuddered when he heard the words, and the goose bumps were all up.

　　 The ball went to the front court, Zhao Dong didn't make it to the basket, but took a low position on the right wing and asked for the ball to the top of the arc.

　　 Charlie Ward looked at Ewing, who didn't make the move to ask for the ball, so he gave it to Zhao Dong.

If in the past, he might not give it to Zhao Dong, but to Alan Houston, but in the last game, Zhao Dong defeated the rain man with a fierce attitude. He just beat Iron Hanmoning in the aisle again, which gave him a lot. The shock and deterrence of her, the psychology has changed.

　　 PJ Brown did not defend against the front. He wanted to replicate the defense just now to let this Chinese rookie understand that on the court, strength is respected.

　　 Just before Zhao Dong was about to catch the ball, with a bang, Brown's right hand was inserted on the back door again.

"asshole!"

　　 The key was destroyed again, and Zhao Dong's anger soared in his heart. When the ball was in his hand, he suddenly arched his back.

　　 Brown, who weighed only 102 kg, did not expect that Zhao Dong would arch his back in this position with all his strength. He had no psychological preparation at all. He banged and retired.

　　 And Zhao Dong immediately turned around and stepped out after arching his back, and began to break through.

　　 This foot stepped out, but unfortunately, it stepped directly under Brown's crotch.

"what!"

　　 Brown screamed bitterly in an instant.

"what?"

　　 The sound was so scary, Zhao Dong was so scared that he jumped up.

　　 "Didi!"

　　 The referee hurriedly blew the whistle.

　　 "Oh, oh, damn, I'm hurt, I want a doctor, oh, damn!" Brown yelled incoherently with his legs in pain, sweating profusely.

"Doctor!"

　　 The referee hurriedly shouted at the Heat's bench.

　　 "Flying Dragon, have you been recruited again?" Oakley joked and ran to Zhao Dong's side.

"No."

　　 Where would Zhao Dong admit that he had been bursting with a chrysanthemum, and shook his head quickly.

　　 At this time, the Heat team doctor ran up and opened Brown's shorts to take a look. He was shocked. The second child was already swollen. I wonder if the egg is broken.

　　 He wiped his sweat and motioned to get on the stretcher.

　　 "Flying Dragon, I just saw this kid making a trick behind your back, is it yours?"

　　 Oakley thief glanced at Zhao Dong's ass, and asked curiously: "You just got dumped by your girlfriend, can his damages satisfy you?"

"wipe!"

　　 Zhao Dong's face turned black, so black that it was shiny, and he glared at Oakley, and put a **** in front of the latter.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Oakley couldn't help but smiled, shaking his shoulders.

　　 "What a special one!"

　　 met such a weird defender~www.novelmt.com~ Zhao Dong cursed helplessly.

　　 "Look, it's upside down." Ewing came over and pointed to the hanging screen on his finger.

　　 Zhao Dong saw that his face became darker, and he was really playing back the clip just now, **** director, what's so good about this?

　　 On the live broadcast of TNT, Bill Walton took a look and said with a chuckle: "Feilong has been recruited, haha, PJ Brown is really good, he successfully angered Feilong."

　　 Matt laughed so hard that he could not straighten up his waist, and then said for a long time: "If this is in the playoffs, PJ will be successful, and Long Fei will be messed up by him."

　　 At this time, the fans reacted, some abused PJ Brown, some laughed, and it was very lively.

　　 Brown was taken away, and the referee walked up to the expressionless Zhao Dong on his face and gave him an offensive foul.

　　 "Flying Dragon, do you want to come down and have a rest?" Van Gundy shouted from the sidelines.

　　 "NO."

　　 One foul at the opening, two turnovers, and two more attempts by Brown. Zhao Dong was very upset and refused to be replaced.

　　 "Stupid guy, how good this method is to stay in the playoffs. If you use it now, once the flying dragon gets used to it and gets used to it, it won't have that great effect in the future."

　　Pat Riley scolded Brown while switching to backup center Isaac Austin.

　　 "Isaac, use your mid-range shot to pull the dragon out on the offensive end. You must stand against the dragon on the defensive end. Don't let him get close to the basket. You can do it and you must do it."

　　 He stared at Austin fiercely and roared in a low voice.

　　 "Yes, coach." Austin said nervously.

　　 "Also, when switching between offense and defense, you must limit the flying dragon's fast attack." Pat Riley said again.

　　 "Yes, coach, I will." Austin hurriedly said.