Well, I just don’t know who will be lifted down if I actually use my hands.

Therefore, Wade has never dared to implement his bold plan.

My younger brother Wei ironed out the entire second quarter and was also sprayed by Wayne for the entire quarter.

Facts have proved...his shooting is too inaccurate!

In the entire second quarter, he made 1 of 6 shots, and because he kept shooting, Wei didn't get even a chance to make a free throw.

With 2 points in a single quarter, Wade was clearly arranged by Carlisle.

On the other hand, Wayne scored 14 points in the half, which embarrassed Haslem.

At the end of the half-time game, Wayne walked to Di Wei and kept repeating: "14 to 8, 14 to 8, 14 to 8..."

Wade felt cold, angry, and his hands were shaking.

Guagua was still sympathizing with his younger brother Wei, but unexpectedly, Wayne walked towards him.

Today, neither of them can even think of running away!

"Hey, did you see my moves clearly? Study hard and you can play in the conference finals one day, young man."

Guagua’s face was so angry that he was called Waigua for short.

Wayne singled out the low-end version of Dual Spray, and defeated both of them without even letting Payton take action.

When it comes to language arts performances, you guys from the class of 2003 are really younger brothers.

Under Wade's wonderful symphony, the Heat fell behind by 13 points at halftime.

Eddie Jones scored 14 points in the half and Shaq scored 13 points in the half. Both of them were very efficient.

Fortunately, they supported us, otherwise the Heat would have been even worse.

Of course, just because the first half wasn't that bad doesn't mean the second half will be better.

Riley looked at Wade and sighed silently.
Chapter completed!