redvbooks Chapter Two hundred and sixty-ninth thorny provocation? It's not Lin Long's turn to take a
Chapter Two hundred and sixty-ninth thorny provocation? It's not Lin Long's turn to take a
Lin Long looked at Big Ben, and Rashid, who was sitting there a little uneasy.
Can't help but laugh.
From Rasheed's expression, we know that this guy is also afraid of himself!
After all, his 1-4 record in the finals last year was too sturdy!
Now the league still dares to fight with Lin Long, I am afraid that apart from the stunned youth, there is only the former number one monster like O'Neal.
"Chao Xi, put down the stool in your hand first. We are teammates. If you have something to say, talk about it first."
Lin Long stopped Billups who was holding a chair behind Rasheed and was ready to shoot. After the experience of last year's finals, this guy became more and more sinister.
It was only then that Rasheed noticed that there was someone behind him! Thinking that if he had really fought with Daben just now, I'm afraid his head would have blossomed!
Thinking of this, Rasheed was also afraid for a while, but how could he admit it at this time, he forced his face and said:
"Lin! I know you were very good last year, but in the locker room, don't look at that! You have to be able to control the situation! The person who gets the most says it's our old rules! 35
"That was before, somewhere else." "Billups put down his chair, sat on the spot and said:
"But this is Boston, and we have a rule here: listen to Lin!
As the number one horse, Billups has always been very competent.
"What are you! We don't have the chance to interrupt you!"
Rashid glanced at Billups out of the corner of his eye and said a word of disdain.
363 "He is a member of the championship, he averaged 14 points and 7 assists in the finals, and made Stockton a waste. In Chauncey's game, Stockton was the only one in the old bitch series. Can shoot 32% with 8 points, 7 assists, and 2 turnovers. What about you? Do you have a sturdy record for you to listen to?"
Bowen was not far from Rashid, and added a sentence secretly.
Judging from his position and posture, if Wallace had done a double job just now, he would be able to kick Rashid's head with one kick.
"What is data! Can you get 15 million a year?"
Rasheed was still reluctant to give in, and said, "Basketball has to be compared with what's on the basketball court! That's the real thing."
"That's 3 points?" Billups became increasingly insidious.
"Bibi catches a rebound?" Big Ben also learned quickly.
"I learned two new tricks with Ranbir this summer, do you want to try it?" Bowen let out a smirk, and the excited Rashid couldn't help shivering.
And Lin Long simply sat aside, watching several people choking with interest.
He found that his trash talk and fighting ability were useless at all! It's not his turn to take action!
Surrounded by these three guys, Rasheed said he couldn't win, and he didn't dare to fight. He snorted and stood up, pushing away the big book in front of him and saying, "Go away! I'm going to train!
"Remove your things! Lin wants to change!"
Big Ben was motionless, blocking Rasheed's way.
Billups quietly raised his chair again, and Bowen took a step closer.
The more Lin Long looked at these two guys, the more he liked them.
This is indeed the true biography of Ranbir and Ma Hong!
Rasheed looked at the people around him, wanted to retreat but was unwilling to retreat, and was frozen there for a while.
Fortunately, old Curry is a kind person. He walked into the group of people with a haha, grabbed Rasheed and said, "Okay, Rasheed, sit next to me and tell me about Portland. What fun!
Curry grabbed Rasheed and winked at the others. The rookie Lewis quickly stood up, hugged Rasheed's thing graciously and said, "I'll help you!"
Put things on top of the empty cabinet next to Curry.
Rasheed got the steps, but he didn't want to stay in the locker room. After snorting again, he shook off old Curry and walked towards the training ground alone.
Billups stood beside Lin Long, shook his head and said, "Maybe the coach found a ticking time bomb for us."
Lin Long said with a smile: "I've never met someone more explosive than myself! It's good to be familiar with them, so let's change clothes and train!
Barkley and Sprewell didn't show up for the day's training.
Barkley is a recurrence of an old injury, specially asked for leave, I am afraid to miss the entire training camp and preseason.
Sprewell disappeared directly.
No one could contact him, and no one replied to anyone who called him. Finally, when the training was about to end and he entered the free training, this guy walked in with a sleepy eye, saying that he drank a lot last night and slept. head.
"The first and last time! 35
On the first day of Bird's official appointment, he was not too harsh, he continued with anger (dbdd):
"But you don't have to practice today, go home and sleep well! If this happens in the future, you can do it yourself!
Sprewell murmured a few words in a low voice, without apology or embarrassment, he turned his head and left the training hall.
"It doesn't matter?" Billups leaned over to Lin Long again and whispered.
"It's only the first day of training camp, what are you anxious about, look at Ben, he and Rashid are going to have their brains out today! Lin Long pouted at the other side of the court.
There, Big Ben and Rashid are desperately stuck at the basket, and Lewis is shaky shooting from the outside.
The two big brothers let him shoot from the outside, and the two of them grabbed the rebound. It was a good thing.
But the intensity of the confrontation and the level of desperateness between the two are simply that the man has encountered a rival in love who puts a hat on himself, and he can't wait to send the other party directly to hell.
Frightened Lewis to the point of shivering with every shot, lest they find an excuse to beat himself up.
Lin Long leaned over curiously and asked the old Curry on the side: "How is the battle?"
"If it's a heads-up, I'm afraid Rasheed can kill Ben. But what about the rebound... Rasheed waits to go home, I'm afraid there will be blood in the internal organs! What a sin! Ranbir and Mahon are big What happened to Ben Jiao! Sin!" Old Curry shook his head, obviously missing the innocent and upright Big Ben who disappeared forever.
During the conversation between the two, Big Ben turned around to send his elbow again, occupied a favorable position, grabbed the rebound and passed it to Lewis Road.
"21:12, Rashad, come again!"
30 rebounds, actually grabbing such a big gap, this is definitely a crushing game.
After grabbing a few more times, Rasheed finally couldn't help it, and waved his hand: "No more grabs! What's the point of grabbing rebounds all the time, how about a heads-up match?
"One-on-one?" Big Ben said: "Then you can attack! You are new to the basket and you are familiar with the basket. I only defend. If you can score half of 10, you are good! 35
Big Ben's words almost made Lin Long spit out a mouthful of water.
Who in this team doesn't know that in addition to dunking, Big Ben can't even make layups, and there is no skill package for heads-up, but now he is embarrassed to say "I let you?""
"Who taught him?" Lin Long looked at Billups, and nine times out of ten, it was this little slut.
"It's not me, it should be Laimbir or Mahon." Billups shook his head and said.
Anyway, now this team, all the dirty and insidious things can be pushed to these two old guys, I don't recognize it!
Rasheed seemed to have encountered a great insult, passed the ball to Lewis with a sullen face, and got a good position in the interior: "Rookie, pass! Let you see my real level! 99
Lewis hurriedly gave the ball, Rasheed turned his back against Big Ben, and after two tries, he turned around quickly and added his signature straight-arm shot.
Big Ben quickly chased out, but his height and wingspan was insufficient, and he did not form enough interference.
Rasheed made the shot with ease.
"Boom!
It's a pity that his luck was not very good today, and the ball that was usually a 90% sure shot out of the box.
"Damn, another one!"