2242 The Heat's Crisis

He decided to pass the ball to his teammates first to see how his teammates played.

Adebayor's skills are also really bad. Although he is an inside player, his offense at the basket is average, and his post-up singles level is even more difficult to describe.

Under such circumstances, his offense at the basket basically relies on his physical fitness and bullet speed to score.

When Adebayor saw Butler looking at him, he knew that Butler wanted to give the ball to him. Adebayor smiled slightly and went straight to the basket.

He wants to use a dunk while he is under the basket to send the ball to the basket.

Whoosh!

The basketball passed into the hands of Adebayor,

At this moment, Jordan had come from the flank and intercepted 690 Adebayor.

This caught Adebayor a little off guard.

But he is also an inside star after all, his reaction is still very fast, he quickly flicked the ball to the right, trying to get rid of Jordan.

But little Jordan moves faster!

He stretched his arms directly, completely covering Adebayor's offensive line.

Adebayor's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he knew that he could no longer hide.

Jordan looked at Adebayor's appearance, sneered, then grabbed the basketball with one hand, and pressed Adebayor's back with the other.

Just listen to the (aced) snap,

The ball in Adebayor's hand was directly patted by Jordan Jr., and the basketball flew out of the baseline.

Hey! Butler! You lost again! Little Jordan shouted triumphantly to Butler.

But Butler was not convinced. He glared at Jordan: I don't believe it, you can do this every time, and it's just luck that you can destroy the ball! Don't forget, you made the ball out of bounds, and you still have the ball. In the hands of our Heat!

Oh? Really? Although you are telling the truth, I want to remind you that there is not much time left for you to attack! Little Jordan asked playfully.

After being reminded by Jordan, Butler quickly looked up at the timer and found that the attack time was only seven seconds left! Damn it! The hesitation just now wasted too much time! We must speed up the pace!

Adebayor served from the sideline and handed the ball directly into Butler's hands.

Watching the attack time go by minute by minute, Butler couldn't calm down anymore.

He must win the game! Must not lose!

Butler, come on!

Butler, we have your back!

Butler, come on!

Butler! Do it!

Seeing Butler's state, Heat fans yelled and cheered.

Butler took a deep breath and dribbled the ball directly, trying to get to the basket in one breath.

Haha, Butler, what do you want to do? Little Jordan saw that Butler wanted to force a breakthrough, so he rushed over to intercept him.

Butler didn't care so much, he squeezed Jordan out of the way with a sudden force, and then rushed into the three-second zone.

He wants a jump shot!

boom!

As soon as the basketball was shot, it was directly slapped by Griffin from the side!

Whoa, Butler, you lost again!

Watching Butler fall to the ground, Jordan yelled.

Damn it! Butler stared at Jordan angrily. He never thought that the opponent's defensive player would make up the defense so fast!

Butler, you've worked very hard, but the Heat are too weak, don't be discouraged! On the side, Irving also started to sneer at Butler.

Butler glared at Owen, and stopped talking to him.

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