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Chapter 325 The charm of CIC!(2/2)

"why not?"

Nowitzki asked back, with a contagious smile on his face.

This is the kind of smile that remains unchanged even after seeing the clouds rise and fall.

Facing a familiar smile, it was difficult for Rick Carlisle to say "NO!"

In the end, he had to agree with Nowitzki's choice.

Return to the venue.

The Mavericks attacked first and fell into the low post.

Wang Zelin was carrying Nowitzki from behind and said with a smile: "Dirk, retire as soon as you get old. Are you really prepared to let Mark Cuban support you for the rest of your life?"

Rolling a glance at Wang Zelin, Nowitzki said: "It's not impossible. If Mark knew this idea, I think he would be very happy."

"..."

No, what does the pride you are showing mean?

Grass!

Well, Wang Zelin admitted that he did envy the friendship between Nowitzki and Cuban.

It is precisely because it is rare but rare that it is so precious in a commercial place like the NBA.

Seeing Nowitzki in such amazing form, Monta Ellis didn't act like a monster. He took the ball from Calderon, broke through two steps, got close to Nowitzki, and handed the ball over first.

After all, this is the driver's territory, and he still wants to make a living.

Nowitzki caught the ball and hit Wang Zelin in singles, while other players began to pull away.

Carter and Monta Ellis stood on the three-point line in the bottom corners on both sides. Point guard Calderon stood near a 45-degree angle on the right wing to respond. Dejuan Blair, who came on the bench, blocked Aldridge in the short corner area on the left wing, ready to play at any time.

Be prepared to rebound.

"Wang, please guess how many points I will get on your head tonight."

At this time, there were still 14 seconds left in the attack time. Nowitzki was not in a hurry and even made fun of Wang Zelin.

"Hey, Dirk, don't be too optimistic, don't forget that you are the one lagging behind." Wang Zelin looked unhappy.

At this time, Wang Zelin began to miss Howard very much. Compared with this old mid-range monster, Howard's three-axe attack of the happy beast was much more fun.

He gradually understood Chairman Yao's joy in eating, sleeping and playing World of Warcraft, and he also understood Chairman Yao's pain when facing Jazz Boozer.

At this time, Nowitzki suddenly changed from facing the frame to playing from behind. Just as Wang Zelin was about to take a step forward, the former turned around, turned over and shot a jumper.

Everything was so unexpected!

Wang Zelin didn't even have time to react when he shouted "a plant". The sound of a basketball falling into the bag could be heard behind him.

In fact, he couldn't defend him even if he wanted to. The Golden Rooster's independent move was really too damaging. Every defender would inevitably be frightened when faced with it. Maybe he would accidentally...

"Now you are lagging behind!"

After scoring the goal, King Nuo shrugged and said with a proud smile.

I don't know why, but as he got older and faced off against some young people with unlimited potential, Nowitzki looked forward to seeing the young people's surprised expressions when they defended desperately but could only watch him score the ball.
Chapter completed!
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