Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

At this time, there were 3 seconds left on the clock. O'Neal was in a bad position and could not wait any longer, because he found that Knight, Li Shengli, and Artest were all surrounding him. If he was pinned in place and unable to take action, 3 seconds would definitely not enough.

"This position..." Kobe also rushed up, feeling overjoyed, because O'Neal with 10,000 mid-range players is not as good as O'Neal under the basket, and the distance from O'Neal to the basket is the mid-range on the left side of the penalty area.

"Boss... boss... nail... him!" Artest swooped over.

"I'm still here!" Knight was also very excited and took off first to block it. It didn't matter even if O'Neal didn't take action. There were Li Shengli and Artest in the second wave, and the time was just a little bit, so he was not afraid at all.

"Don't...don't foul!" Li Shengli was shouting on the way. After all, it was now confirmed that O'Neal took the shot, and O'Neal's mid-range shot was much worse than that of ordinary centers. He was a threat, but not a big one.

In any case, the Lakers' chances of winning have reached the highest peak in this game. Phil Jackson, who is well aware of the current situation, has some expectations on the sidelines, but this expectation... only existed for a moment. Garnett, who had just missed, immediately stood up. He wanted to support O'Neal, but he never expected to get up too quickly, which startled Artest. He instinctively ducked and shifted his center of gravity.

At this time, on the front line, Knight was the first to jump to block and consume the last time.

His confidence comes from the second wave of blocking Artest and the ensuing third wave of Li Shengli, and Artest also knows... Knight's jump has already fallen, and here is his time, but The problem is that when Garnett did this, he not only moved slower, but also took off at the wrong time. He rushed straight towards O'Neal, slapped O'Neal in the face and staggered... The referee immediately blew the whistle. post.

"Fuck, this..."

"Damn, how could this happen?!"

Li Shengli and Kobe were both dumbfounded. At this time, the Garden Arena was bursting with deafening shouts... Artest was going crazy. He turned around and chased Garnett to kill him. Garnett looked at If the situation goes wrong, just run away. Fortunately, the Lakers still have Artest on their side.

"You're such a bastard, you're trying to trick me!"

"Damn it, go to hell, who else do you want to blame? Blame me?"

"You...you are dead, you are dead, I will ride on my horse to kill you!"

"Lee, come on!" Garnett looked at Artest, who was staring at him with blood-shot eyes, and immediately called Li Shengli: "Lee, don't play tricks, what you saw is not my problem!"

"Boss, don't worry, I will kill him today!"

"Shut up, shut up!" Li Shengli's face turned dark at this moment. He never expected that something would suddenly arise at the last moment. Instead, he hugged the furious Artest and waited until Kobe and Crotty arrived together. After some hard talking, I held him down.

"Ron, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

"This is the best of the worst results. After all, it was O'Neal who made the free throw!"

"Anyone who still... still has a chance, hold on tight!"

"I don't care, no one cares about me. Just punish him. When the punishment is over, kill him. This bastard just cheated on me!" Artest was on the verge of breaking out. He pinched the end of the burning fuse and almost exploded, but this Yes... O'Neal did get to the free throw line, but Li Shengli discovered that this guy's face was pale, too white, and the black man was no longer black.

"Li, is this guy okay?" Kobe asked, not sure whether he was happy or worried, before Li Shengli went to the penalty area and took his place.

"I don't know, but I feel like there's something wrong with him!" Li Shengli gasped and frowned. Until now, there is nothing he can do. The victory or defeat is all in O'Neal's hands. This feeling is very bad, and stand still. He glanced at O'Neal, and O'Neal looked at him.

"Hey, Shaq, are you okay with riding a horse?!"

"I...I'm about to...die. Are you asking me if I'm okay?"

"Damn, no, you didn't fall just now, did you?"

"Don't talk to...me, I...I'm going to...take free throws!" O'Neal held his breath, because two free throws are fatal, and can kill the Lakers or the Celtics, and You can imagine how much pressure there is on a free throw that is related to the championship.

After scoring a free throw, it was overtime, but he couldn't play. He was hit by Artest just now. He didn't know where it hurt because his whole body hurt. So the result of scoring a free throw might be that he would lose this game. , and if he loses this game, if he is seriously injured in this inexplicable pain, then the seventh game... will be gone.

As for scoring 2 free throws, that's easy, it would directly lead to the championship, but O'Neal was so flustered that he forgot about the severe pain in his body, because the whole league knew how bad his free throws were. This season, he was only in the upper 50%, and if every If each goal is calculated as 50%, then the probability of making both free throws is 25%. Of course, this kind of thing is not scored purely by probability, but the fact is that O'Neal has no confidence.

Not only O'Neal was flustered, but Li Shengli was also flustered for the first time. What he was flustered about was the playoff bonus. If O'Neal had made all the free throws, he would have lost more than 2 million U.S. dollars.

"Can't come in!"

"Don't come in!"

"God, please keep this damn fat guy out of here!"

No one wanted to talk trash at this time, and Garnett, who was good at talking, was on the opposite side, so the Lakers just prayed silently, and O'Neal's first free throw, which he held his breath... jumped, crashed, crashed several times, everyone When his heart almost burst, the ball still stumbled into the basket. The arena that was silent just now exploded instantly, and then died down again, waiting for O'Neal's second free throw.

"Grass!!!"

"Is this also in?"

"Steady, steady, there is still a chance!"

"Garnett, don't run away. If this ball goes in, I will let you die here!"

O'Neal took a deep breath with a pale face, and one ball was not enough to relax him. Garnett was also extremely nervous, as if he had not heard Artest's words at all, and Li Shengli looked at Kobe outside... because at this time, he really became A life-or-death goal.

No one knows how nearly 20,000 people remained silent, but now there is no sound at all, and O'Neal dribbled the ball a few times, delaying it until the end of the limited time... With a sound, the ball was released!

It’s hard to turn everyone’s eyes away.

Just like the last free throw, the ball hit the frame and collapsed. No one knew why O'Neal's free throws were always so thrilling. And when the ball fell, it was different from the last time. This time... directly Brushing the net, the Celtics went ahead by 1 point.

The whole scene was in a state of excitement, but there were less than 3 seconds left in the game, and the court was still in chaos. But when Li Shengli sent the ball to Kobe, and Kobe made a super long throw that didn't even touch the backboard... The court immediately became chaotic. The Celtic army rushed forward, cheering and celebrating, and Artest finally exploded, igniting emotions on both sides.

"Damn it, Ron went up to fight!"

"Go help and kill them!"

"Damn it, Kevin got beat up, come on, come on, fuck them!"

"Call someone, call someone quickly!"

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, but Li Shengli had no strength to move, so he could only drag O'Neal, who was sitting on the floor with his body and mind collapsed just after the free throw, to the bottom of the basket. The two sat with their backs against the base of the basket. They got together and said hello to the camera on the sidelines.

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"Is this... another fight?" O'Neal's face turned pale, but his excitement could still be seen.

"Yeah, we hit him again!" Li Shengli glanced at Artest chasing Garnett and Pierce and beating them wildly, but Kobe, who followed him and was in danger, shouted: "Hey, Crotty , help me look at Kobe!"

"Damn, look at Kobe? Are you too biased? Kevin was your teammate before, and I didn't see you asking Artest to hit him lightly. Look at how hard you beat Kevin... ..." O'Neal watched Garnett being beaten, his nose bleeding, but he seemed very happy.

"Then who let you win? It's worth it to get beaten once and win the championship."

"Go away, so you won the championship last year and beat someone else?" O'Neal leaned back: "To be honest, I finally beat you once, but I feel very complicated... I didn't even expect it to be mine. Free throws are the killer, I think I can be the best free throw coach in the league in the future!"

"You are still a free throw coach? In fact, I didn't expect... to be defeated by your stinky free throws. This is so disgusting. Damn, this is the most disgusting game I have ever played. I must make it next season. I'll kill you, you damn fat man!" Li Shengli gasped, not forgetting to give O'Neal a sideways look.

"That can't be helped, I still won...ahem..."

"What are you doing?" Li Shengli glanced at O'Neal who was coughing and cursed: "Damn it, pretend to be dead if you win. You are so shameless, who are you showing off to?"

"Fart, I rode on horseback and hit the whole audience, cough...the whole audience...bastard!"

"You were the only one who hit me while riding a horse, and I didn't hit you?" Li Shengli said something disgusting and then asked: "But... are you sure you're okay? I think your big face is almost white, so don't get hurt! "

"I don't know. Let's check with the team doctor later. Anyway, I can still recover during the offseason, so it's not a big problem. Also... don't you congratulate me? I am also a championship and Finals MVP? "

"I congratulate you? What the hell do I congratulate you? I didn't even see you congratulate me last year when you stepped on the horse, and I paid for it... Damn it, I'll put this on your head, you have to pay for it!"

"That won't work. This is my first championship. I fought for it with my life. It's none of my business!"

"Go away, let's wait until you catch up with me. How dare you, a championship player, ask me to congratulate you?" Li Shengli pulled O'Neal, looked at the chaos on the court and said, "Okay, it's almost the same. It’s time to disperse.”

"Damn it, if you don't go over there, you really want to beat Kevin and Paul to death!" O'Neal said with his face dark and pale, because Garnett and Pierce just said this. I was almost burped by Artest when I learned kung fu.

"I didn't fight, why did you rely on me?"

"Nonsense, Artest and Crotty, they will fight if you don't let them? You are not a good person by nature!"

"Gungungun, have you forgotten that we were the ones who helped you when you were beaten? Now that you have the nerve to accuse me, do you still want me to protect you?" Li Shengli continued: "But if you don't say this in advance, Shaq, or congratulation!"

"Hey, this is what people say!"

"A championship? Oops, he's almost surpassing me. It's so uncomfortable, Shaq!"

"You...get out of here!"