"Combination Mission? What the hell is this?"

The game is in progress, and he doesn't have time to go into the system to check the detailed description of this combination task.

Li Ke could only turn around and continue to join the game with his head down.

Wilson Chandler was having fun, and another breakthrough was made. Adam Morrison pretended to chase back twice, and as he saw the distance getting farther and farther, he stopped directly.

Li Ke made up again, and with a muffled bang, the muscles collided, and he blocked Wilson Chandler in the low position.

Wei Qian struggled for a while, and he turned around and wanted to continue moving forward, but Li Ke moved his way and got stuck in place.

Fred Jones, who was released, did not have three-pointers, and Adam Morrison also made up for it. For the time being, there was not much room for the field.

Fatty Lan clapped her hands from a distance: "Give me the ball, little guy!"

At this time, Wei Qian remembered that before he went on the court, Fatty Lan had agreed to give him the ball and let him finish 20 points and leave the game early.

Although he was a little reluctant, Yanwei Qian really had no chance, so he could only pass the ball out.

Fat Lan singles as Boss Hua, but Boss Hua only lacks tonnage, but his fighting spirit has filled the tonnage defect.

Fatty Lan, who wanted to get along a little bit, only then realized that he had encountered a tough guy.

But the front shot was over, Fatty Lan could only turn around and shoot the ball out.

Bang!

Didn't enter...

"It's so hard!"

The rebound had been taken down by Okafor, and Li Ke turned his head and ran towards the frontcourt.

On the offensive end, Fred Jones followed symbolically. Li Ke rushed out two steps, turned back and immediately ran out of an open position.

There was a large open space, and Li Ke did not wait, but clapped his hands and shouted: "Give me the ball!"

Fei Dun made a breakthrough in the middle and turned a deaf ear.

Two steps and three steps, he rushed to the basket, made a layup, and with a clang, he smashed the board but failed...

Damn!

Sam Vincent off the court was dissatisfied and waved his hand: "Pass, Raymond!"

Fei Dun replied with an OK gesture to the sidelines and turned to the defense.

Although Mo Tanhua, who had become silent in front of him, did not get the ball anymore because at the basket, Fatty Lan was trying to get the ball fiercely.

Not to mention that he is just a rookie, even if he is an old bird, he would not dare to compete with Fatty Lan. That would be a slut!

Fatty Lan started to play singles against Boss Hua again, but Boss Hua still refused to give in.

In competing with strength, Fatty Lan must have a little advantage. He learned from the experience of failing the last goal and knocked on Boss Hua's door with his butt.

Turn around and throw it successfully.

After scoring the goal, Fatty Lan jumped twice excitedly, and the fat all over her body trembled.

Li Ke was stunned. He was so fat, and he could play basketball while riding on horseback?

He didn't know that there was another fat man like the Knicks, who was even more exaggerated, but this game didn't come.

Fei Dun received the ball in the backcourt, and in the frontcourt, Li Ke ran for a few seconds and ran out of a big gap.

This time, Fei Dun passed the ball, but it did not pass it directly to Li Ke.

The basketball was directly deducted after Mo Tanhua's hand.

This guy made a three-pointer on the spot, and a loud bang... the sound of smashing the iron was quite loud.

"This is a fucking trick, passing the ball!"

On the court, Li Ke complained.

Off the field, Sam Vincent was also a little angry: "Adam, what are you doing? If you don't have a chance, pass it!"

Mo Tanhua just returned to defend all the way and had no response.

Charles Barkley had already joked:

"Obviously, Adam Morrison is looking for the feel of shooting a goal, and when he finds this feel, he will have another game where only one shot in the numerical shot."

"Who made him Mo Yizhong..."

At this time of the game, Mo Yizhong had already taken three shots, but he didn't win once...

Mo Yizhong, Mo Yizhong, you won one of them!

In the stands, Jordan was a little anxious.

David Falke said quietly: "Michael, Adam Morrison can really give up."

Jordan suddenly turned his head, but saw Tim Graver nodding too.

"He is a Tanhua!"

"It's just a parallel product."

"Maybe, he's just looking for a feeling."

Li Ke didn't know whether Mo Tanhua was looking for a feeling.

All he knew was that he had run out of large open positions for several consecutive rounds but did not receive the ball.

What a group of one-armed men!

In the backcourt, it was another single from Fatty Lan, and the Knicks were even more unique than the Bobcats.

However, Fat Lan still has offensive skills, so she still leans on her butt to open the way and turns to make a layup.

No matter whether you are alone, is it enough to score a goal?

The key is that the one-armed Bobcats cannot score the goal!

In the Bobcats' round, this time, Li Ke finally received the pass.

But, by chance, Fred Jones also kept up with the defense this time.

Li Ke, who has reached a critical point, did not consider whether to enter or not, he just needs to vent!

Raise your hand, face the defense, and take action directly...

Bang!

"Oh, I didn't score, this shot..."

Director Zhang swallowed the three words "unreasonable" and then changed his words.

"This ball is unreasonable. You don't pass the number of free spots in front of Li Ke. Now you don't pass the number if there are no free spots. Instead, you pass the number. The head coach of the Bobcats has to adjust it."

I don’t know if I need to adjust the head coach or the tactics.

Yu Jia also agreed: "Yes, Li Ke obviously scored a goal at the beginning, but he couldn't get the ball from behind. What's the point of playing..."

On the sidelines, Sam Vincent was indeed ready to call a timeout. It was not the question of whether the game was reasonable or not, but the Bobcats were behind.

If this ball is behind, Sam Vincent will definitely not be able to accept it.

The Bobcats have to keep the competition in the new season, but now they are behind the Knicks who rotate three people. What are they doing?

In the frontcourt, Fatty Lan continued to play singles, which made her a bit ugly.

But Fat Lan doesn't care. He didn't want to play in this preseason. It was you, Isaiah, Thomas, who had to force me to play, so you can't control no matter how I play.

For the time being, Isaiah Thomas really doesn't care because Fatty Lan can score.

There are some scoring progress, so why interrupt the situation where Fatty Ren Lan has been scoring singles?

The same is true for this ball. Boss Hua defended a front, but he didn't expect that Fat Lan made a step back.

After continuous shooting, Fatty Lan's touch was already played, and with a sound of sound... the ball entered again.

This difference is a bit more interesting.

Sam Vincent's timeout was already called out, and Li Ke walked towards the sidelines and looked up at the score.

14 to 6, 8 points behind.

The opponent is missing three main players. If you play like this, this Bobcat is probably an epic bad team.

Off the court, Sam Vincent also knew that the team played clearly had problems.

Then at first glance, he looked at Mo Tanhua who made 0 of 3 shots.

"Adam, come down first..."

With a timeout, Sam Vincent was emphasizing passing the ball besides substituting Mo Tanhua.

"Passing the ball, I've said 10,000 times. We have to pass it up. Sheldon has not received the pass three times in the open space..."

The implication is that Li Ke has received too few balls.

At the end of the pause, Adam Morrison sat on the bench and covered his head with a towel.
To be continued...