Chapter 583 His Shots Are Really Cold-Blooded

Under Daben's pull, Li Ba failed to grab the basket with both hands, and was pulled down, hitting Daben directly.

Li Ba didn't dare to let go, and when he bumped into Da Ben, a hug came and threw Da Ben down, and at the same time made Da Ben his own flesh pad.

"Well!"

Da Ben fell and made a meat pad again. He suffered a lot, and he groaned when he was hit, his face turned red.

"Beep!" The referee whistled immediately.

"This bastard, he did it on purpose!" Rasheed Wallace growled.

"Fuck him!"

On the sidelines, the bad boy army also stood up in a hurry, yelling at the field continuously.

"Hush!!!!!!!!!"

The boss of the team suffered a loss, and the Palace of Auburn Hills broke out with huge boos.

Li Ba slowly climbed up from the big body, and glanced at Rasheed Wallace expressionlessly, the latter's roar could not help but pause.

Li Ba looked away disdainfully, and then looked at the bad boy army. Although he didn't make any provocative actions, the disdainful sneer on his face was the most obvious provocation.

"This bastard!"

Rick Mahon and Rodman were furious and cursed.

Nothing went wrong, the referee breathed a sigh of relief.

The league management has issued a strict order that there must be no problems in the finals, especially the fight, and the fight at the Palace of Auburn Hills must not be reproduced.

When Rasheed Wallace lost his temper just now, he thought he would be unable to control it, but he was surprised that Roaring Tianzun would calm down with a look from the murderous Hammer.

Next, he made a penalty. Daben blocked the foul in a reasonable collision zone, and the two points were valid. Li Ba added a free throw.

Then, he showed a technical foul on Big Ben, which was a penalty for Big Ben's pulling people, one free throw and one throw.

"Hush!!!!"

Pistons fans booed the referee enthusiastically, expressing their dissatisfaction with the penalty.

"This is our home field, our home field!" Larry Brown roared wildly at the referee.

"Damn it, are you blind?"

"Have you received any money?"

Several guys from the Bad Boys Legion stood up again, yelling at the referee arrogantly.

The referee walked over with a cold face and said to Larry Brown: "Mr. Coach, I hope you can control your emotions, otherwise I don't mind giving you a T."

"Give it to me, you give it to me!" Lambiel shouted from the side.

The referee twitched his face and said coldly: "Mr. Lambiel, do you want me to ask you to leave here? I have the right."

Lambiel was stunned, and closed his mouth resentfully.

As soon as he shut up, the other bad boys fell silent.

"The penalty is not light, and the league doesn't seem to want problems in this finals." Barkley said during the TNT live broadcast.

"This year's playoffs are very hot. Although the Suns swept three consecutive rounds, the ratings are good. Of course, the management does not want problems."

Kenny Smith laughed.

"So this whistle will be very strict." Barkley said.

"No, no, it should be strict. Like Da Ben's pulling action with the intention of hurting people just now, it is very likely to get a T." Kenny Smith said.

Next, the ball for technical fouls is first penalized.

Shot by Marion, his free throw percentage is the highest among the starters, exceeding 80%.

"Shua!"

The technical offender made a free throw.

Then Li Ba added a penalty.

"Hush!!!!"

There was another burst of boos to Li Ba, and then the piston ball behind the basket, the fans shook the sundries in their hands, and finally a group of beautiful cheerleaders were doing all kinds of seductive moves wantonly to interfere with him. penalty.

"boom!"

Li Ba hit the basket with a free throw, and the audience burst into cheers, making him snort twice in anger.

3:0, the Suns lead away, and the Suns attack.

Li Ba moved to the basket again.

Da Ben had a T once, and he believed that Da Ben didn't have the guts to take another T, so he wanted to hit Da Ben, forcefully.

Marbury passed the ball in.

"Ben, hold on!"

Larry Brown was roaring.

On the right wing, Rasheed Wallace dives to the basket.

"Boom!"

With a ferocious back arch, Li Ba felt as if he was about to be crushed with his black iron body. His breathing was completely choked, and he didn't dare to relax a bit.

Big Ben took the first back arch.

But Liba's second arch came again.

This time, back arch sideways, left side, hit Ben's left shoulder with the back of the left shoulder blade, breaking his center of gravity.

"Boom!"

Big Ben's balance suddenly lost, and his feet couldn't help shaking.

At this time Rasheed Wallace's help defense arrived.

But at this moment, Li Ba suddenly turned to the right, avoiding Rasheed Wallace's help defense, and then stepped towards the basket with one step, and quickly exploded.

Big Ben hurriedly took off to block the shot. This time he didn't dare to pull people, and he didn't dare to foul easily. If he committed a second foul, he would probably be replaced.

But his block was useless, his center of gravity was arched, and his takeoff was too slow.

"boom!"

Li Ba pressed Daben, held the ball with one arm in his left hand, and smashed it hard into the basket.

"Yeah! The hammer dunked Big Ben again! After the opening game, he blew up the Pistons' basket continuously, and he was destroying the Pistons' basket!"

The roar of the Suns commentator sounded in the palace of Auburn Hills, which made countless Pistons fans hate it.

"Twice in a row, the hammer turned right to avoid the roaring Tianzun coming from the right wing. The Pistons should immediately make adjustments to allow Rasheed Wallace to double-team earlier." Barkley shouted.

"The actual big cost is still good, but this is not from the low post outside the paint area, just under the basket, the Pistons must provide help defense faster." Kenny Smith said.

"But you have to know that Rasheed Wallace can't let go of Marion before Marbury passes the ball. He is the person with the highest shooting percentage in the Suns except for the Hammer."

Barkley laughed.

"It's Larry Brown's problem, not mine," Kenny Smith laughed.

"Book?"

On the sidelines, after a roar, Larry Brown made a gesture.

Ben Wallace was taken aback when he saw the gesture, but nodded.

"The Hammers played very aggressively on the offensive end today, which made Daben's defense very passive." Yu Jia said.

"This is a time when the technical offender bound Daben's hands and feet. The referee whistled decisively and controlled the situation. Otherwise, there would be an army of bad boys fueling the flames, and today's game would be very difficult." Zhang Lili said.

At this time, Billups advanced to the top of the arc and made a tactical gesture, and the Pistons ran quickly.

On the right wing, Rasheed Wallace and Hamilton make the pick-and-roll, and on the right wing, Prince is also running aggressively.

But at this moment, facing Marbury, Billups made a strong shot at the top of the arc.

"Shua!"

Splashes appeared and a three-pointer was hit.

5:3, the Pistons trailed by 2 points at home.

"Stephen Marbury, that's how I scored points on your head." Billups spat out a trash talk after making the shot.

Marbury was so angry that he turned around and took the ball from Posey, and rushed to the frontcourt quickly.

"Wow, this is Billups' most important means of scoring offensively. Make a strong shot." Zhang Lili shouted.

"His shot is really cold-blooded, very calm." Yu Jia praised.