In the Qiao family compound, which is more than 3,000 square meters, Gang Leader Qiao is holding a can of beer that has just been opened in his hand, staring at the TV screen. White foam overflowed from the mouth of the can and flowed down his right hand, but he was completely unaware of it.
Unaware.
Needless to say, the atmosphere at the Toyota Center was tense. The fans were nervous, the players were nervous, and the Rockets players off the court were all standing and watching the game. In the last twenty-five seconds, there was only three points left.
They can't sit still at all.
At this time, the Bobcats were serving the ball, and Gordon kept running back and forth, trying to get the ball. But Wenhao followed him step by step, constantly rushing forward and defending, giving him no chance to catch the ball.
The Bobcat server is a little anxious. There is no timeout at this time. If the ball cannot be served within five seconds, it will be a violation. What should we do?
Just when he was thinking of this, he saw that the defense of Rockets No. 5 seemed to relax for a moment, and Gordon was open. He was overjoyed and was about to pass the ball to Gordon. But when he served, Rockets No. 5
The number suddenly appeared in the passing lane at incredible speed.
At this moment, the serving player seemed to see the weird smile on the corner of Rockets No. 5's mouth. He suddenly realized that Rockets No. 5 had deliberately relaxed just now, waiting for him to suddenly appear to steal the ball after serving.
This thought just flashed by. The ball was about to leave his hand. In desperation, he tried his best to pull out the ball with his right hand and let the ball fly away from Wen Hao. As he wished, the basketball was three meters away from Wen Hao.
It flew past the place, and it was impossible to be intercepted. But in this case, it was impossible to pass it directly to Gordon's hands, and it landed one meter away from Gordon.
"***!" Gordon cursed in his mind and was about to go over and control the ball.
At this moment, a white shadow flashed by, and Beverley suddenly appeared, breaking through the two Bobcats' obstacles with lightning speed, heading towards the basket, and hitting the rebound into the basket.
"Beverley stole the ball and scored two points!"
"Only 1 point left, only 1 point left!"
"Blitzkrieg, Beverley is indeed the fastest player on the Rockets!"
The two commentators shouted in turn, and their admiration for Beverley was like a torrent of water. The fans also gave Beverley their warmest cheers and applause.
But Gordon and their serving players of the Bobcats understood that if it hadn't been for the fake move by Rockets No. 5 on defense, they would have never made a mistake. Thinking of this, Gordon looked at Wen Hao seriously for the first time. This Chinese
,not simple.
In the courtyard of the Qiao family, Gang Leader Qiao was a little angry. He sat on the sofa, took a sip of beer, cursed "idiot", and continued to stare at the TV screen that occupied one wall: "If you are overturned today, don't do it."
Go back to Charlotte!”
The head coach of the Bobcats looked as gloomy as marble at this time. Seeing the 15-point lead lost in this way, no coach could take it calmly. But fortunately, there were only twenty-three seconds left, and the Bobcats were still ahead.
1 point, the ball is still in the hands of the Bobcats. As long as Gordon can successfully bring the ball to the frontcourt and slowly run out the time, this disaster will be over. Even if the Rockets foul in the middle, the Bobcats can still rely on free throws.
Win the game.
Seeing that the service time was approaching, the Bobcat players had no choice but to pass the ball to the center who was not good at dribbling. After the center got the ball, Zuo thought of this and the Bobcats head coach made a gesture to signal the Bobcat players to advance forward quickly. However,
His plan to advance quickly was hindered at the first step. When their server wanted to pass the ball to Gordon, he found that the Rockets' No. 5 was standing in front of Gordon and refused to give it to him.
Space to catch the ball.
He looked to his right, looking for Gordon to pass the ball out.
But Gordon was stuck in front of Wen Hao, making it impossible for him to catch the ball. The center had no choice but to dribble forward by himself. But just when he was about to cross the center line, No. 11 suddenly stood in front of him.
Parsons and Wen Hao also saw the opportunity to double-team, and the three of them surrounded the center.
The center hurriedly collected the ball and held it in his arms. At the same time, he kept turning his head and looking for someone. Four seconds later, he was finally delighted to see Gordon asking for the ball not far away. He jumped up with all his strength and threw the ball.
After spreading the word, he let out a sigh of relief.
After Gordon got the ball, he saw Wen Hao, who was like candy, still three meters away from him. He was so happy that he dribbled the ball towards the Rockets half court.
But at this moment, "Beep——" a sharp whistle sounded, and the referee made a gesture: "An eight-second attack violation!"
"***!" The head coach of the Bobcats put his head in his hands, turned around in annoyance, and kicked the chair behind him away. His face looked so angry at this moment, "Idiots, idiots, a bunch of idiots!"
Gordon threw the ball to the ground in annoyance, turned around and walked to the backcourt. His eyes when he looked at Wen Hao were full of coldness. But he was not as angry as Henderson, but instead had a fearful look in his eyes.
Calmness. The closer to the critical moment, the calmer he becomes, even calmer than the coach. This is the true nature of the "Terminator".
Wen Hao also felt Gordon's cold gaze, and he became more vigilant. He knew that on the last ball, Gordon would definitely defend him closely, and the entire Bobcats team would also defend him closely. And this, for him,
That said, it is both a challenge and an opportunity.
The entire Toyota Center was celebrating like it was Christmas. At the most critical moment, the Bobcats handed over the ball to the Rockets like a Christmas gift. How could this not make the fans excited?
But this excitement was only short-lived. After the Rockets served, the fans became quiet again. They looked nervously at the court. Everyone's heartbeats were at the same frequency at this time, beating every time the basketball landed. The entire Toyota
The center was like the quiet night before the storm, so quiet that it was suffocating. Even the two commentators forgot their duties at this time, and like all the fans, they stared at the field without blinking.
On the Rockets bench, both the main players and the substitutes were standing there, their eyes closely following the Rockets players on the court. The last ball, the last attack, would determine the fate of the Rockets.
"Bang-bang-bang..." The ball in Beverley's hand was like the heartbeat of the God of Destiny, slowly advancing forward. Other players began to take their positions.
McHale did not ask for a timeout, he was also fighting in his heart. He hoped that the Rockets could win and end the losing streak; at the same time, he hoped that the Rockets would lose to prove that his employer had nothing to say.
Thousands of miles away, in the courtyard of Qiao's family, the beer can in the hand of Gang Leader Qiao kept making a "click" sound, and the beer continued to overflow from the mouth of the can and drip on the floor, "tick-tick-tick-" and Toyota Center
The sound of a basketball hitting the ground matches perfectly...
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[I rushed back early today, maybe I can code two chapters, that’s three updates. There will be another chapter at 11pm.]
