The strongest unicorn in basketball

Chapter 222 Fuck Him Hard
Li Pu received the ball, and fired a shot at the basket from outside the three-point line!
A cannon from [-] miles away hit the devil's cannon... a three-point hit!
"Shh!"

Although James tried his best to pounce, he was limited by his height. In the end, he only hit Li Pu's elbow and did not reach the ball.

Then, because James rushed too fiercely, he didn't hold his body, and after Li Pu finished shooting, he knocked Li Pu's body down.

However, although Li Pu was hit and fell to the ground, his eyes kept looking at the basket, and he saw the basketball go straight into the basket, creating a beautiful wave.

"Beautiful! It's Prince again! This is his fourth three-pointer, and once again narrowed the score to within 10 points!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the entire TNT studio, and even Barkley, who was also at odds with Li Pu, couldn't help but exclaim: "Waterfake!"

Tonight's game was very unfavorable for the Thunder from the very beginning.

In the first quarter, the Heat once wanted to expand their lead to more than 10 points.

Due to the relatively large movements of the Heat, the Thunder's outside feel is very bad.

At this critical moment, thanks to Li Pu's first three-pointer, the Thunder narrowed the point difference to only 5 points at the end of the first quarter.

However, in the second quarter, Li Pu only rested for 2 minutes off the court, and he was beaten 8-0 by the Heat, and Brooks replaced Li Pu back.

The ball just now happened at the end of the second quarter.

Originally, the point difference had reached 12 points, but it was Li Pu's three-pointer that helped the Thunder survive and narrowed the point difference to 9 points.

And this is how many times Li Pu has saved the Thunder.

Whenever the Heat are about to completely open the score, Li Pu will always use the score to help the Thunder stop the bleeding,

Li Pu got up from the ground and waited for the referee viciously before turning back to defend.

With the ball just now, James violated his cylinder, which should be a 3+1, but in the eyes of the referee, his cylinder seemed to not exist, and he didn't blow it.

Balls like this have happened a lot tonight.

Then the Heat attacked, James held the ball, and the scene was booed.

Of course, the boos of the audience were not only aimed at James, but also at the referees on the scene, and the uniform "black whistle" sounded endlessly.

If the audience hadn't noticed it at the beginning of the game, the game had already gone on for almost two quarters, and the number of free throws was 21:9. This allowed the audience who didn't watch the ball to know who the referee was targeting.

Of course, James doesn't care about these boos, and his performance is as stable as ever.

After he hung up a screen, he broke through and entered the penalty area, and directly chose to attack the basket.

Li Pu appeared from behind, slapped the ball on the backboard, and blocked James' attack.

"Drip!"

But just as Li Pu got the rebound and was about to counterattack, the referee blew his whistle again.

"White number 88 made a foul, and red number 6 got 2 free throw opportunities!"

"Where did the ball go?"

Hearing the referee's penalty, Li Pu was furious immediately, threw the ball to the ground, and came to the referee angrily: "In the first quarter, he almost hit my wrist with one hand, and you didn't call a foul. If the little finger touches his hand, it will be a foul? What about the one player that was agreed? Do you want to have such a double standard?"

"Drip!"

However, referee Foster didn't wait for Li Pu to vent, and directly blew his whistle again, making a "T" gesture!

"Fucking shit! You're a fucking big fuck..."

Durant and Westbrook drove Li Pu away immediately. Fortunately, Foster couldn't understand Chinese and thought Li Pu wanted to eat tomatoes, otherwise Li Pu might not have received a T.

"Black whistle, black whistle, black whistle..." The audience at the scene had already quit, and the slogans on the scene rang again.

Such a scene naturally reached Stern's ears, making him frown.

He possessed himself and said to Adam Silver, the vice president beside him: "You have gone too far this time, go talk to the referee during the intermission!"

"In that case, the game won't be enough to watch, and if we can't delay to the next game, we will lose tens of millions of income!" A trace of regret flashed in Xiao Hua's eyes behind the glasses.

"Don't lose the big because of the small!"

"Okay!" Seeing that Stern was extremely serious, Xiao Hua could only nod reluctantly.

With less than 2 minutes left before the end of the game, Li Pu was replaced.

Li Pu's foul just now was his third foul in this field. In fact, Li Pu's foul was already very difficult.

Tonight, the Heat tried their best to foul Li Pu. It is not easy for Li Pu to keep only three fouls.

This is mainly because Ibaka, Durant and others helped him bear a lot of fouls, and the two also committed three fouls at this time.

Sitting on the sidelines, Li Pu watched as James made a free throw for a technical foul and then made two free throws. Unfortunately, he only made one of the two free throws.

Even so, the score has returned to 11 points.

Thinking of this, Li Pu became very angry.

"Prince, I know you are in a hurry, but can you take it easy?" Looking at Li Pu who was restless and still angry, Lin Shuhao pressed Li Pu's arm.

"Who is in a hurry? Am I in a hurry? Where am I in a hurry?"

Seeing Li Pu looking like he was going to eat people, Lin Shuhao quickly comforted him: "No, no! You are very calm!"

Li Pu listened, picked up the sports drink on the ground, and took a few sips of "Boom Boom".

Seeing that Li Pu had calmed down a bit, Lin Shuhao said again: "Do you feel my feelings now?"

"What?" Li Pu looked puzzled.

"Obviously I want to help the team, but I can't play!" Lin Shuhao looked at his struggling teammates on the field, with envy in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

"Uh, Jeremy..." Seeing Lin Shuhao's appearance, Li Pu's original irritable mood disappeared instantly.

No matter how unfairly he was treated, at least he could still play. If Lin Shuhao only played for a few minutes in a game, he would be bored to death.

Now that I can play, what else can I complain about?
Work hard on him and he'll be done!

Brooks, who was still very worried about Li Pu, saw Lin Shuhao's few words, and Li Pu's anger was relieved.

Apart from being relieved, he was also very curious, what did Lin Shuhao say that made Li Pu adjust so quickly?
He didn't know that Lin Shuhao was just showing his scars to Li Pu.

Miserable, this kind of thing needs to be compared!
Compared with himself, Li Pu is naturally more balanced.

Not long after Li Pu returned to normal, 2 minutes passed in a flash, and the first half ended in the blink of an eye. The score was 49:63, and the Thunder trailed by 14 points at halftime.

(End of this chapter)