NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 96 Death Goes Crazy
As soon as Bradley finished spraying, he regretted a little. Seeing Durant's harmless smile, he regretted even more. He only felt that the body under one meter was completely out of the control of the brain, and it seemed that a viscous liquid was about to come out majesticly.

He subconsciously clamped his legs, and saw Durant striding towards the frontcourt, so he had to spread his legs and chase after him with all his strength.

Harden looked around and saw that his elder brother was unhappy. During the Thunder period, Durant was his elder brother. He was still very convinced of this elder brother, so he would naturally serve him carefully.

Harden twisted left and right, and hit Durant beautifully.

Durant can shoot as soon as he catches the ball, but he doesn't, molesting Bradley while dribbling.

Bradley risked his life, but there was no way to prevent him.

Durant has a cat waist and passed Bradley in a big step.

Bradley did not give up and continued to chase.

Durant stopped his body, and when he chased him, he made another clean cross dribble and passed Bradley again.

After being humiliated twice in a row, Bradley has nothing to do, and his nightmare is not over yet.

Durant stopped his body again, and when Bradley came to him, he took a step back and returned to the position when he was catching the ball. He raised his arm and was about to shoot a three-pointer.

Bradley got angry and jumped up to block the shot.

In a rage, he jumped very high, and when he got close to Durant, he realized that the slender Grim Reaper was waiting for him to pounce.

The man was in the air, and the remaining sliver of reason told him that he had been tricked again.

He wanted to control his body, but this time, the bodies below one meter and above all turned into runaway wild horses.

Durant took off against the uphill Bradley, at least 210 tall and 228 wingspan, even if he didn't jump, as long as the timing of the ball was right, Bradley couldn't block him with his stunts.

The ball went around Bradley's fingers and flew to the basket under the watch of the fans.

The basket is like the sea, the ball is scored and the penalty is added.

"Come on, come again." Durant roared with clenched fists.

Bradley drooped his head, not daring to look at his opponent any more. He was very annoyed, and he said a thousand words into one sentence: Why should I mess with him?

He could feel Durant's eyes, full of sneer, floating around the arena.

Adding free throws and a wave of offense, Reaper swung his sickle and harvested four points.

Hurts a lot and insults even more!
"Durant's touch and his control of his body in the air are top-notch. Bradley will definitely not be able to sleep at night." Smith was the first to comment.

"The Nets have the only offense. They are too terrifying. Even if Nash didn't develop other offensive tactics, it only needs Durant, Irving and Harden to take turns. I really don't know how other teams will prevent it." O'Neal praised.

"Bradley shouldn't provoke Durant, the Lakers are in big trouble." Barkley added.

"Maybe like Byron Scott defending Jordan, constantly praising the opponent, yo, playing well, is the only way to defend Durant." Johnson continued to comment.

"No show, Durant has scored 9 points. With the current perimeter defense rules, no one in the Lakers can guard him." Barkley shook his head again.

"Where is Meng Hua?" O'Neal just asked the question, and quickly shook his head and said to himself, "He can't do it either. Durant is out of position when he hits anyone. It's impossible to prevent him."

"Vogel wanted to use Meng Hua to pinch Harden, but he didn't expect that Durant didn't need his teammates to attack at all," Smith said.

"No, he thought of it, but he can't help it. He has to pretend." Johnson said again.

He is not a professional player, so his speech has not been very positive, but today, when commenting on the Lakers and Nets, his enthusiasm is also very high.

During the four-person review process, James dealt the card at the top of the arc, Bradley made a shot after catching the ball, and Reaper directly took the cap.

The ball landed at Reaper's feet, Reaper bent over to pick it up, looked at his frontcourt, and his self-confidence was unprecedentedly high.

Bradley even felt that even if he shot now, the ball would go in.

Durant didn't know if the ball would go in, but he obviously didn't want to shoot now. He had to torture Bradley slowly, and he wanted him to pay a heavy price for the provocation.

Hit him until he doesn't dare to provoke him next time!
Durant dribbled the ball for halftime, fearing Irving and Harden's long shots, the Lakers did not dare to double-team too much.

Durant raised his hand to signal, and pulled them all away for me, I want to eat him well.

In the eyes of eight people, Durant came to the bottom line and hit Bradley with his back.

Bradley struggled to his death, sank his waist, and gave a tough physical confrontation.

Durant turned over and showed a trick of "Golden Rooster Independence".

Just paid for the last foul, Bradley was honest and watched the ball fly over his head.

There was a crisp netting sound.

"Hey, why don't you jump, I will slow down next time, you must take off." Durant said with a smile.

His attitude is very sincere, like a hard-working teacher teaching a clumsy student, without reservation.

Bradley's fingers pinched his own skin to bruise, and he endured it all in silence.

It is said that as long as you don't resist, you can enjoy it, so he wants to try it.

Seeing Durant constantly provoking Bradley, James saw something was wrong. He was familiar with this competitor, and he was not like this usually.

Could it be that Rihanna looked at herself more?But if this is really the case, he should come for himself.

You want to dominate Bradley on both offense and defense, dream!
Only half of it can be achieved at most.

In the next round, James promptly put away the idea of ​​whoever feels good to play for whom, and stopped feeding the ball to Bradley, who scored 6 points and felt hot.

Bradley on the right cannot be fed.

Play it yourself, Clarkston is eyeing him, it is not difficult to pass him, but Durant will shrink to the basket and still pass the ball to Bradley.

On the left is Westbrook facing Irving, let him play and see, Irving's defense is also very average.

James's thoughts turned, his brain turned several times, and after many brain cells died, he passed the ball to Westbrook.

Westbrook was also very excited about the live broadcast of the game.

Normally, he only knows one yin and one yang, but at this moment, it is as if he has practiced the magic of nine yangs. He took a step outside the three-point line, and after half-passing Irving, he took off in three steps, soaring through the clouds and rushing to the basket.

In a blink of an eye, and a flash of a figure, Durant has already abandoned Bradley and is defending at the basket.

James sighed: Alas, it is still inevitable to pass to Bradley.

Westbrook didn't agree, he set fire to the sky with one move, and fired at his former elder brother.

Durant took off with all his strength, stretched his long arms, and waited in the air.

It looked like Westbrook was actively trying to get into his arms.

In the past, this place would be a gentle town, allowing Westbrook to stop at will; but tonight, this place is a sweet trap for bloodthirsty skeletons. After the sweetness, there will be body odor and blood.

Westbrook plunged into the hunter's trap and got a big hat on his head and face.

Harden got the ball, quickly crossed halftime, and found Durant steadily.

Durant bent his knees and kicked the ground, and the white crane spread its wings. At the highest point, he could see all the mountains and small mountains, and he moved the ball steadily with his fingers.

The desperate Bradley can only pray that the ball will not be scored.

Swish!
(End of this chapter)