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494: The fresh blood of the G League, goodbye Xiaoshuai (5.3K(3/3)

So, Wayne still played very easily.

He has enough energy to deal with the next challenges.

Now, Wayne can be a spectator and take a good look at the match between the other teams.

Less than 10 minutes after Wayne won the Thunder, in the Bay Area, Oracle Arena.

Thousands of fans are shouting three letters - MVP.

"All the fans stood up, Chris Paul was in possession of the ball, Kidd was defending him, sticking very tightly!"

The live commentator also stood up because at this time, there were 13 seconds left in the game, and the Mavericks and the Warriors tied 109.

Paul has a chance to kill the game!

Paul was out of breath. The last time the team was suspended, he had heard the news that the Trail Blazers had advanced 4-0.

He was happy for Wayne, but at the same time, he was not willing to give up on the disadvantage.

Kidd is tightly attached, and this experienced old point guard puts pressure on Paul with his body and height.

Paul listened to the call of all the fans and controlled the ball steadily.

Howard mentioned the high position and was ready to set cover for Paul at any time.

But Paul did not shout tactics, 10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds... Until the last 5 seconds, Paul still did not shout tactics, but suddenly activated!

Kidd tried to block Paul with his body, but this Warrior No. 3 was too fast.

He can't catch up at all.

Seeing this, Dirk immediately changed his defense.

Although Baller was quick, he did not completely get rid of Kidd.

Kidd is too strong, and Paul thinks there is no problem with this old guy's top-up line.

At the same time, Paoer also saw Dirk who was guarding the basket.

He knew that he was double-teamed!

But what can he do?

If Love was there, he would be very willing to hand over the last chance to the big man with a soft touch.

But now his only choice is to hit Howard. That guy, what else would he do besides dunking?

"Fuck!" Paoer cursed, are you going to lose the game again?

No, I must meet Wayne in the Western Conference Finals!

I can't fall here!

Paoer then suddenly stopped, threw Kidd away, and threw the ball towards the basket.

At this time, Dirk arrived, but the basketball flew backwards against his fingertips.

Paoer stared at the basketball, and the basketball was slammed on the frame.

Howard rushed up and wanted to make up for the deduction.

But there was Chandler in front of him, and Howard hit Chandler's shoulder and flipped down.

But before that, the basketball bumping on the basket fell gently into the net.

The timer stopped, with only 1 second left.

"In, come in! St. Paul! St. Paul! He killed the game, the great Chris Paul, the everlasting MVP of the Bay Area! He is tough and let the Warriors survive again!

As long as you can survive the first round and as long as you can survive the first round, Love will be able to recover from injury!

So, Paul will not allow his team to be eliminated in the first round!"

The Oracle Arena was in full swing, and the Logo man also stood up at that moment, raising his arms high.

The Mavericks have no timeouts, they have to take action from the backcourt very long distance.

In other words, the record of anti-winning kill is approximately equal to 0.

Paul's layup helped the team tie the total score of the series to 2-2!

Paul did not celebrate freely, but rushed over to pull up Howard, who had just tried his best to make up for the deduction.

Howard also laughed, as if there was never a conflict between them.

Brother Wei, wait for me to come!

Paoer looked forward firmly, looking forward to the day he met Wayne.
Chapter completed!
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