NBA: I am a master dealer

Chapter 32 Killing and Punishing Hearts!
Under the huge boos, Xue Liancheng made a steady hit with an additional penalty.

No reason not to.

He was already accurate at free throws, and with a 10% shooting rate, it is basically difficult to miss free throws.

8:0
Indiana got off to a head start.

at this time.

The old man Kelin on the sidelines finally stretched his brows, pacing back and forth, and glanced at the Michigan State bench.

Garcia, the head coach of Michigan State at the time, stood there with a livid face.

Obviously, he didn't expect the team to have such a bad start. A wave of 8:0 attacks directly overwhelmed their opening momentum.

That feeling is like opening the door and walking in. Before you can see the situation inside, you are directly hit by a slap in the face.

My brain is buzzing...

Especially his own star Harris, as the leader, made two consecutive mistakes and sent points to his opponent in vain. The feeling was even more uncomfortable.

Very demoralizing.

But he didn't call a timeout.

In this case, as long as the bleeding is stopped, he believes in the adjustment ability of his players.

And more importantly, there is no other problem with the tactics. Harris himself made the mistake. Why did he call a timeout?
Jumping up and yelling at Harris for hitting a piece of shit?
Then it's not just a simple blow to morale, it will directly plummet.

Therefore, at this time, he has to be more stable.

The game continues.

Michigan State went on offense, this time with Williams on the ball.

Xue Liancheng was still leading the defense against Harris. He chuckled, "No way, buddy, you don't even have the ball, do you? You're the star of Michigan State!"

Harris kept a cold face and said nothing.

"Isn't it just losing the ball twice? What's the big deal?" Xue Liancheng continued to tease.

Harris still didn't speak, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more creepy.

"Ok?"

Xue Liancheng seemed to have come to his senses suddenly, with a look of extreme surprise, he stared at Harris, "You can't be... you don't even dare to control the ball, do you?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Harris visibly shook his body, and said coldly, "You think highly of yourself."

If you don't dare to control the ball, it is naturally impossible.

But the fear in my heart exists 100%.

Xue Liancheng's words had already stepped on the tip of his tail, making him blow his hair immediately...

"Tsk tsk... I don't think I'm important. What's important is... You despise yourself from the bottom of your heart!" Xue Liancheng made another slash.

This time.

Harris was not calm anymore, with a livid face, he dropped this cruel sentence, "The clown... just wait and see."

The words fall.

He directly reached out to Williams who was about to break through and asked for the ball.

Obviously, he doesn't have Wiggins' good temper.

His little heart couldn't stand being trampled on like this.

But it never occurred to him that Williams, a short man, didn't care about him at all, and rushed to the penalty area on his own.

Harris' entire face darkened.

It's not that there are people who ignore the star players.

My son Nick Young is one of the best.

But Harris' current fire is burning, but his teammates don't give him face. One can imagine how he feels at the moment.

Xue Liancheng once again engaged in mentality, "This little guy has good breakthrough skills, so he shouldn't lose the ball."

It didn't say that Williams didn't take Harris seriously, but praised Williams' breakthrough ability.

But the invisible damage is even more deadly.

The phrase "will not lose the ball" added later, isn't it just a satire of Harris' two mistakes just now?
This feeling is more uncomfortable than rubbing salt on the wound.

Harris stared at Williams' back, his teeth on the verge of grinding.

Williams seemed to be affected. Although he successfully entered the penalty area, he failed to send the ball into the basket due to his short height, light weight, and weak confrontation.

Xue Liancheng sighed unintentionally, "It's much better than you, at least I threw the ball."

Harris kept a cold face and did not respond.

There was a scramble for the basket.

In the end, Feng Lai protected the rebound, stopped in place, and wanted to pass the ball to Xue Liancheng.

But Xue Liancheng ran to the front court without looking back.

Harris, who was entangled with Xue Liancheng, froze for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

If you don't follow at this time, Feng Lai will send a long pass, and there will be another scene of giving away points for nothing.

In desperation, Feng Lai had no choice but to give up and pass the ball to Hash.

Michigan State retreated quickly.

"Cough... buddy, I will only demonstrate it once, so you can see it clearly."

After Xue Liancheng stood at the top of the circle, he did not move, but said to Harris beside him with a smile.

Harris ignored it at all, but focused on the movement of the ball while leaning closely on Xue Liancheng.

In fact, his defense is also very good, not much better than Victor.

It's just that he has to save his strength to attack, so the coach didn't arrange for him to mark Xue Liancheng.

And this time.

Hash came to the wing with the ball, ready to beckon for a pick-and-roll.

"Give me the ball." Xue Liancheng directly extended his hand to signal.

Hash was stunned for a moment. When he pushed forward just now, he made eye contact with Xue Liancheng, but Xue Liancheng had no intention of asking for the ball at all.

Results now.

He beckoned the pick-and-roll, and Walton also brought it up.

Xue Liancheng reached out for the ball at this moment.

It is really……

But with little hesitation, he passed the ball over.

"Did you see it? This is the correct way to ask for the ball." After getting the ball, Xue Liancheng didn't attack immediately, but gritted his teeth and said.

this moment.

Pig liver color is no longer enough to describe Harris' complexion.

The same is for the ball.

Xue Liancheng came right out of his reach.

And he wants the ball, Williams doesn't bird him.

If there is no comparison, there is no harm.

The biggest damage comes from contrast.

It's really murderous!

He is really useless as the boss of the team.

But it's not over yet.

"Do you know why you don't want the ball, but I can?" Xue Liancheng was still standing there.

The other teammates were a little confused.

Everyone at Michigan State is also in a daze.

Only Harris had a sullen face. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of longing as he stared at Xue Liancheng.

He wondered why?
In other words, he wanted to know what fallacies Xue Liancheng had.

"Because...they trust me, they believe that I can put the ball into the basket." Xue Liancheng sonorously.

Harris sneered when he heard this, "Heh..."

"You don't believe it?" Xue Liancheng smiled brighter.

Harris still didn't speak, but his expression said it all.

"Okay then, to prove that I'm not talking big, now, I'm going to score on top of you here."

Xue Liancheng raised his eyes and looked towards the basket, full of confidence.

"Then you're here..." Harris twitched his lips sarcastically.

He secretly felt ruthless: Wang Defa, if you dare to vote for Lao Tzu, you will be killed.

"Look, let me demonstrate again, what is what it means to do what you say."

The words fall.

Xue Liancheng directly forcibly pulled him out.

Harris made preparations early, but seeing Xue Liancheng really voted, he was really overwhelmed!

Isn't this person too awkward?
Do you really think you are a god?
But the shock was the shock, he didn't move slowly at all, and the whole person leaned forward to block the cover.

Xue Liancheng leaned back extremely, twisted his body, and shot very, very reluctantly.

The body is distorted, the shape of the hands has changed, and the shooting posture has been deformed.

Such a strong three-pointer.

No one believes it can enter.

Harris couldn't believe it even more.

(End of this chapter)