Chapter 46 Suppressing Jefferson

The Suns scored a three-pointer. Jefferson looked at the Sun' goal. He didn't roar again, but he silently reached out to ask Delong for the ball. He wanted to chase back the attack just now. He wanted the guy who was tumbling inside to leave the field now and let him pay for what he just said.

Charge, Jefferson's breakthrough this time can be said to have been mentioned as soon as he stepped across the center line. He almost never stopped and rushed directly to the opponent's inner line. His target was the guy who just whispered to him. He wanted to end Zhao Yue's shadow in his heart with an attack. He not only humiliated his opponent with scoring. He also wants his opponent to watch how he wins the game off the court.

Zhao Yue did not rush directly to defend his breakthrough as he expected, as if he was afraid of him, but took a step back. Dudley got rid of Kirillenko's pull and directly up, while Zhao Yue stopped Kirillenko and Oku's way forward with his open hands and back.

"Are you scared, boy!" Jefferson roared in his heart, and he didn't care who was defending him now. He wanted to rush away all the obstacles in front of him. He wanted to stuff the ball directly into the sun's basket to vent his anger and let everyone know that Al Jefferson was the king of the inside line.

In the breakthrough, he directly squeezed Dudley's body, which was close to the outside line, with his strong force. When Dudley hit the ground, he leaned his whole back against the opponent and raised his body with his back to the basket a beautiful hook. This hook is very curved, much like the action of Tiangou Jabal, which reminds jazz fans of the guy who scored the most points in the league, with the same strong body and the same stretching action. Jefferson is attacking Zhao Yue's mockery with his action.

The orange-red basketball has gently left Jefferson's hand, and the basketball beyond Dudley's fingertips has not yet climbed to the highest point, but the feeling of the shot made Jefferson clear that the ball can safely fall into the net. He was waiting for the basketball to draw a perfect arc to fall into the basket, and he wanted to hear the pleasant sound of brushing the net.

The "bang" did not come as expected. Jefferson only heard a "pop" in his ear. After landing, he turned around and saw a high figure hanging over his head. The waved palm fan flew to his basketball. At this moment, he seemed to see the hope of victory being slapped by this palm. Go, the basketball that flew away seemed to have taken away the possibility of their winning streak. The No. 55 uniform was extremely dazzling under the light of the center of the energy program, as if all the light had been compared.

Don't be rampant, watch me cover you to death!

Zhao Yue hit many people's mood with an extremely clean defense, and even Jazz fans seem to smell a trace of failure from this defense. This kind of hook can be blocked, so what else can't be blocked? They clenched their hands and almost forgot how to cheer for their team.

The game is still in progress, and the players on the Sun bench did not have time to cheer for Zhao Yue's beautiful defense. The basketball that has been shot outside the three-second zone is not controlled by the Suns players. The speed of Zhao Yue's defense may have exceeded many people' imagination, including the Suns players. No one thought that Zhao Yue, who was stuck on the side, would suddenly throw away his target and jump up, and the time was accurate and terrible.

There was no interference with the ball and no foul action. Zhao Yue's block was simply clean, so that the referee on the sidelines could not find a flaw. He attacked accurately like a falcon foraging in the sky. He circled for a long time and suddenly attacked Jefferson Fei, who flashed in the air. The thoughtful shooting was strangled very thoroughly. The poor basketball was like a prey under the eagle's claws. Few people may think that Jefferson would choose to rely on his opponent to complete the attack with a hook, but Zhao Yue's fatal blow erased his careful design and all his previous efforts.

Delong, who rushed to the periphery, picked up the basketball fanned by Zhao Yue. He chose to pass it directly to Jefferson without any hesitation. He wanted to build confidence for himself as his inside partner, and the extremely depressed Jefferson killed the inside line again. He wanted to take advantage of the chaos of the opponent's defense line to directly enter the basket. Now the Sun's defense line has been Chaos, he will not let go of this very favorable scoring opportunity.

However, this guy must roar all night to calm his mood, because the replacement basket he cut into the inside line did not recover two points for Jazz as he thought, but added another block to the Sun's statistics. He was destined to be suppressed by Zhao Yue.

After Zhao Yue blocked Jefferson through Dudley's body, he did not stop. After landing, his eyes stared at the direction where the basketball fell. When he saw Delong pass the basketball to Jefferson again, he rushed out directly from behind Dudley.

Dudley was too close to defend Jefferson, and the two were still entangled. He could not respond defensively to Jefferson's attack at the first time, but his body blocked Jefferson's sight for Zhao Yue.

"P"

Another crisp sound that shook the hearts of fans in the energy solution center. The basketball in Jefferson's hand was once again hit by the familiar but horrible palm of his hand at the moment he left his fingertips and ran to the basket. In less than four seconds, Zhao Yue has killed two deadly attacks with his own hands. He is now like a demon in the eyes of Jazz fans. His defense makes them feel for the first time that another Malone successor in their eyes is moving away from them.

The ruler in the eyes of the Suns fans is more evil than Satan in the center of the energy program. In order to get rid of all this, the fans shouted with all their strength in an attempt to change the situation.

"Bitch Chinese, get back!"

"Barbarian, your mother told you to eat shit!"

"Technical foul, the referee, give him a technical foul!" ......

Jazz fans are like this. The more afraid they are, the more they want to curse...