Chapter 56 Cunning Bald Head

Rivers on the sidelines was thinking about how to curb the Hornets' attack, so he didn't pay attention to the communication between Perkins and Chen Feng at all. Even Thibodeau just saw the two guys muttering.

As for what they are muttering, only Rondo, Perkins and Chen Feng know it.

The Celtics' coaching staff may be scratching their heads and how to crack the Hornets' blocking and dismantachment cooperation.

After all, making the opponent's continuous attack is also a blow to the morale of the players.

But Rivers absolutely didn't expect that someone had made a decision for him, but he hadn't informed him yet.

If he could know what a guy is doing now, he would definitely choose to replace him.

"I said, man, this is not a tactic arranged by the coach in advance. If it is really messed up, the boss will eat us." At this time, Perkins still hoped that Chen Feng could quickly give up the idea.

"Don't worry, if there's anything wrong, I'll take care of it. Go ahead. Be sure to keep an eye on the big idiot for me later. Ron and I will be responsible for the other two guys."

"You don't want those two guys to play so unscrupulously until the end of the second quarter, do you?"

"This is our home court. It's okay for them to be arrogant for a few minutes. Do you want to always do this? What's the best thing to think about? Your cooperation with La Jian is a little strange, or I know this boy better.

Chen Feng did not give Perkins any opportunity to refute himself, and his last words were indeed persuasive. Compared with Perkins, he cooperated with Londo for a longer time.

Chen Feng and Rondo always mix together in training, because they are both first-year rookies. These two guys have often partnered since the first day of the scoring team, and they are very familiar with each other.

But Rivers may have forgotten this. What he cares more about at this moment is who can crack the block, but forget that in addition to Rondo and Perkins, not only Ron can cooperate with Jefferson, but also Chen Feng.

Perhaps in the hearts of Rivers and the coaching staff, it is very unreliable to let two first-year novices restrain each other's most powerful combination, so they have never considered this idea.

Perkins, who has always been very simple and honest, was eaten to death by Chen Feng during training.

Now he can only admit this proposal to Chen Feng, and in Perkins's heart, he is a little looking forward to seeing this bald **. Is there any good way to crack the opponent's block.

After the bottom line service, the Celtics, Rondo was responsible for controlling the ball. Pierce, who felt hot, once again received Rdo's beautiful ground pass, relying on his flexible footsteps in the bottom corner and turned his back to eat Mason.

Smooth movements, gorgeous dodging, although Pierce does not often attack, this guy's back skills are absolutely very famous in the NBA, and it is difficult for ordinary people to prevent him from getting in.

Not to mention Mason, he raised his hands high and failed to seal the angle of Pierce's score.

"Pierce! The leader of Boston! Beautiful back beating! Mason seems to have been overwhelmed by this series of scores! Forty-six seconds left! The team members need to work harder!"

Alex's extremely inflammatory commentary made the fans' ** burst out again. Pierce raised his hands and roared loudly, "BostonCeltics!" He retreated in the shouting.

Rivers also loudly reminded the players on the sidelines, "Keep this offensive momentum for me!"

What Rivers has to do now is how to let the team chase the score, and how to hold Paul and West. Maybe he wants to arrange it when he returns to the locker room.

The second quarter of the game is coming to an end. Even if there is trouble, you can use the half-time break to deal with it.

Pierce's action brought back the atmosphere of the whole North Shore Garden. Many fans stood in their seats and roared desperately. They all hoped that the team could get the score back!

Boston's home court is such a devil. Maybe no home court has such a strong sense of oppression, but the supporters of the Celtics make the visiting team panic in this way.

But Paul is a very calm person. Although he has only joined the NBA for more than a year, whether he is away or at home, as long as he is on the court, the Hornets' offense will always be clearly sorted out.

Sometimes Scott would give power to Paul and let the little guy decide something by himself on the court.

Both teammates and coaches believe that Paul can make the team run more smoothly, and this guy rarely fights against each other. Paul is the commander of this group of soldiers and bees.

"David, help me cover at the top of the arc later. Don't make the opponent emotional, or we will be in trouble." When serving at the bottom line, Paul whispered to West.

Although Rivers doesn't have to think about what the other party wants to do, now he can only pray that these two guys' shots will lose their accuracy, otherwise the damn score will return to the gap of four points.

Paul dribbled the ball steadily about two steps outside the three-point line, with about 40 seconds left before the end of the second quarter. He was calculating which node was the time to launch the attack.

Play a beautiful match first, and then the Celtics can get a 24-second offensive opportunity.

But the time left for the Hornets is enough for them to attack again. Although it is only a dozen seconds, it is enough for Paul. If he is lucky enough, the score may be worse.

Paul was still asking his teammates to run, but his footsteps suddenly accelerated.

Staggered, Paul kept a stable dribbling speed under the staring of Rondo, but at the moment he was close to the top three-point line of the arc, he suddenly accelerated, and West also rushed out quickly on the inside line.

It was impossible for Rondo to stop Paul at this time. West got stuck in his position.

"What the hell! You are a bald man, you idiot!" Rondo looked at Paul passing by and almost roared in a low voice. He had just agreed, but Chen Feng's reaction speed was too slow!

This is not as experienced as Perkins' defense and demolition. Rondo regrets that he just agreed to Chen Feng's proposal to change the defensive position. If Paul attacks again, the score will continue to stalemate!

"It's fucking blocking again!" Alex has seen the Hornets play such a continuous cooperation. He can't help swearing. Although this may make him fined by the league, at this time, only this way can make him feel angry. The depression will be reduced.

However, before Alex finished scolding, many fans and he saw different changes on the court. Chris Paul's dexterous blocking and disassembly cooperation did not work as well as the previous times!

"My God! What happened!? Why did that guy fly out!?

Alex may not know what he is talking about now, but that's the truth, because everyone saw the scene on the court.

Yes, it flew out, it really flew out!

However, it was not that Paul turned into a dunk on the free throw line, but that this guy flew out horizontally and directly flew out of the sideline with the ball.

The basketball was directly bounced into the audience, and Paul's whole body suddenly plunged into the fans.

This guy didn't have time to show his dexterity, as if his whole body was out of control, so he fell in, and he still plunged into a man's arms.

Scott, the head coach of the Hornets, jumped up almost at the moment when Paul flew out!

He is shouting loudly at the referee on the sidelines, "Foul! Technical foul! This is simply murder! This is what the fucking kid did on purpose! Damn it! He is hurting people on purpose! Hurt people!"

Compared with the emotional Scott, Rivers now has a surprised expression on his face. As he covered his forehead, he turned his head and said to Siebodeau, "Did you tell that boy to defend Paul?"

"If it were me, I would definitely say hello to you. I dare say that this boy was decided by himself, and he also moved Perkins and Ron. Didn't you see the expressions of those two kids?"

Syberdeau is now as helpless as Rivers, because the bald boy who caused the accident is spraying water with West near the top of the arc. If Pierce hadn't dragged him, he may have done it.

"God, what does that damn boy think?" Rivers now really regrets putting such a troublesome guy on the field. He really wants to know if Chen Feng can stop causing trouble.

But some people have different views from Rivers, such as the old bandit who smiled in his seat.

"Smart little guy, if Bill sees this boy, he will like his defensive style."

However, the referee will not feel so good at this time. They will only feel a headache. If they can't control it, they may make the big people in front of them stage a large-scale group fight.

"All get out of the way! Calm down! I said! Calm down, all! If you don't want to be punished! Just shut up! Otherwise, I don't promise that you will play on the court later! What I said is true!"

The referee on duty, Wally, and two other people pushed West and Chen Feng away, and roared hoarsely.

Although the referees' efforts have successfully separated the two sides, West is still constantly drawing his middle finger at Chen Feng, and his mouth is obviously full of verbs to greet some parts of the female relatives of the other party.

But Chen Feng looked very calm. In addition to the fact that he couldn't speak with a series of street terms, his expression on his face did not change. After being separated, he was still very innocent.

"Sir, you also saw that they are bothering me. I didn't attack, I didn't fight back, and I didn't push others. Of course, when he talked to me, I still fought back, but I don't think it's against the rules. Rubbish words are never included in the foul, right?"

Wally looked at the bald boy in front of him who defended himself with a depressed face. He has been an NBA referee for more than ten years and has never seen such a shameless guy.

No attack action? Your sister, why did Paul fly to the stands and get into the arms of an uncle with a beard? Did this guy suddenly find out that he was gay? Looking for true love?

But Wally really has no good idea with the cheeky guy in front of him now. He can't really expel this boy like Scott roared.

You should know that at the moment of the collision just now, Wally was next to him. He saw it very clearly.

Paul shook off Rondo's defense at a high speed, and West blocked Rondo's pursuit, but at the moment when Paul dodged into the three-point line, the bald boy killed it horizontally.

Even Wally himself didn't see when the boy followed West. Anyway, when Paul reacted, it was too late, and he hit him head-on.

Paul is only a little more than 1.8 meters, and the guy he bumped into, not to mention the height advantage, the tough tendons are enough for Paul to suffer, not to mention that Paul was still cutting in at high speed at that time.

He bumped into a tight muscle head-on. Even if Paul's physique is good, can he be stronger than Chandler?

You should know that Chandler was knocked out of breath just now, not to mention Paul's small physique.

Everyone has seen the ending. It's really flying in the air...

Paul is lucky enough. When he cuts in, he will be sent directly to the audience in order to get rid of Rondo and slightly close to the sideline.

If this guy rushes in from the top of the arc, it is estimated that he will definitely be knocked down to the sidelines, and his face will be worn out by the floor.

Although getting into an uncle's arms, this picture looks a little strange, but it's better than being broken.

Now Wally is at most a guy who blocks a foul, and it is impossible to blow a technical foul. Although Scott is constantly protesting to the referees, the rules are the rules, and they must be done according to the rules.

"Foul, serve on the sideline." Listening to Wally's penalty, West almost opened his mouth and cursed.

Not to mention him, even Paul, who has a good temper, is a little angry at this time.

Only the perpetrator is showing his obedience to the punishment with a bright smile. As for the previous conflict, this guy seems to have never happened at all.

"Tom, we all seem to have been fooled by this boy..." When Rivers saw Chen Feng's expression, he suddenly figured out something.

"Dogg, needless to say, I also understand that Chen Feng has only committed one foul so far... He must have this idea. Oh, my God, who on earth did this boy learn from?

Sibodu also has no choice but to cover his forehead now. When he looks at Chen Feng now, he always feels that there are two small horns on the boy's head and a bloody fork in his hand.

If you add a pointed tail to him, he will be a big demon.

This... All this is planned by that boy...

Siberdu and Rivers looked at each other and cursed almost with one voice, "Is this bastard really never played professional basketball? Why is it so cunning! What a fucking beast!"

And the animal is showing its white teeth at this moment, making the other party feel a little shudder...

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