My Name is Kobe Bryant

Chapter 244: Isolate your teammate and blow you up!

"It's the third minute of the game!" The magician's voice was full of indescribable strangeness, and he was a little unable to interpret the situation on the field.

"Eastern and Western players have hit ten times combined." Isaiah Thomas sneered.

"It's hard to imagine that in the All-Star game, there will be such a situation."

"Payton made another shot! A three-point shot! Oh, and still missed."

"Michael scored two points! It's over."

"It was as if the rim was covered and every player's shot was denied."

"Ugly game, Michael, star of the stars? Why don't you stand up?" The smiling assassin took every opportunity to attack Michael Jordan.

"The All-Star players are not in a good state. There is one more thing to pay attention to. Our Kobe has been running back and forth on the court! No teammate is willing to hand him the ball!"

Kobe snorted secretly, a group of old things actually isolated me.

Is it useful without passing the ball?

"Kobe, it seems that your teammates don't believe you. You can't even touch the ball." Michael put his hands on his knees and leaned against Kobe.

"Michael, you missed three shots, you better worry about yourself."

In the early stages of the game, this All-Star Game became a blacksmith event.

There are too many old hooligans, and they don't want to consume a lot of energy in this game.

Especially some counting stars did not take this game seriously, and did not warm up and stretch seriously at all. Even some people were still addicted to the poker game last night.

This has led to the current scene being a bit ugly. On the All-Star stage, three minutes passed, and the score was only 4:6 in the West.

Payton dominated the possession, and both Malone and Kemp handed over the rebounds to the glove for playmaking.

On the other hand, the Eastern All-Stars politely let Michael hit a few shots first. I don’t know if it was because of last night’s Texas Hold’em that Jordan did not choose to make a radical breakthrough, but chose a mid-range jumper.

Jordan was repeatedly disturbed by Kobe, and spread his hands in embarrassment.

"Okay, Kobe. I've got a showdown. I played yesterday until 7 o'clock this morning, and I'm still going to bust you."

"Hehe, old poisonous dog, if you have the ability, let the horse come here."

"Stinky boy, you don't understand the joy of gambling! Shooting is like gambling! Every time I have a gamble, but I can score goals!"

"Bill Benter can win 3 million at one time betting on horses! Then I will also bet on myself, and I can get 30,000 points!"

"And you, brat. If you want to beat me, get the ball from your teammates first!" Jordan pushed Kobe away, received the pass from Anfernee Hardaway, and made another mid-range shot!

"Shua!"

"See? This is the profit that gambling brings me! I missed the first three shots. This time, in terms of probability, it is impossible for me to miss."

Kobe glared at the old poisonous dog. Gambling is something Kobe doesn't like very much.

Or relying on luck to win is something Kobe doesn't like very much.

Kobe Bryant likes to use his strength to win.

Seven points are destined, three points depend on hard work?

No! My destiny, I am in charge!

Mamba spirit! never give up!

"Gary, pass me that damn ball!" Bryant yelled at Payton.

Peyton didn't seem to hear it, and frantically showed off the tricks on the spot.

Kobe doesn't talk too much!

I only say it once! If you don't listen, I'll fuck you!

He rushed directly to the front of the glove!

"Kobe rushed to the front of the glove, what is he going to do!"

"Oh my God, I can't believe it, Kobe stole Payton!"

"Payton looked confused, the players on the field looked confused, and the referees on the sidelines looked confused!"

"Kobe is unguarded! Michael was stunned. He was thinking, can basketball still be played like this?"

"Kobe made a three-pointer! Shot! Look northwest and shoot Sirius! The goal is scored!"

"The Western Conference overtook the score 7:6!"

"Fuck, you shitty rookie, what have you done?" Payton rushed in front of Kobe.

"Stupid ass, let's leave the conflict off the court. Now we are teammates! If you don't play normally! Then I will be the first to beat you!" Kobe was not to be outdone, and pointed his index finger straight at Payton's face.

"Forget it, forget it! In the All-Star Game, there is no need to be so angry between teammates." Olajuwon laughed and persuaded.

"Hit him, Kobe!" Michael Jordan yelled.

Grant Hill and Hardaway pulled away the two people who were entangled, and they were a little tired.

Why do we want to persuade the internal strife in the west?

The people present are all old hooligans, watching the excitement is first-rate, so they will not try to persuade the fight.

Kemp was even eager to give Kobe a good look!

"Doo!" The referee couldn't stand it anymore, stopped the game, and gave Kobe and Payton a technical foul.

"Damn it, calm down! You are professional players, this is the big stage of the All-Stars, don't fight like children!"

"Two free throws for the East!"

"Substitution, West requests a substitution!"

"Richmond replaces Gary Payton!"

Kobe looked to coach Harris on the sidelines.

My heart is warm.

This coach, I am a fan!

Phil Jackson? I can win the championship without you in this life!

"Damn! Damn! Lakers full of snakes and rats!" Payton cursed and covered his head with a white towel when he arrived off the court. He refused to continue playing in this game.

"Guys, please play seriously. I don't care who is the starter and who is the substitute. Those who perform well can gain more playing time and gain more exposure."

"One more thing, I want to win! Don't treat the All-Stars as a joke. There are millions of people watching this game all over the world. We are the center of the world, and we must show our ability!"

"Won't it be nice to beat Jordan?"

Harris' words made some young All-Stars on the sidelines look eager.

If you can beat Jordan, that would be really sweet!

"From now on, I'll handle the ball, whoever supports it, whoever opposes it." Since he has the support of the coach, is Kobe afraid that these veterans will not work hard?

Malone and Kemp looked at each other, wisely they didn't make a sound.

Although their IQs are not high, they are not stupid. Giving up the highly exposed stage of the All-Stars in vain will not do them any good.

Especially with Kemp's contract expiring. . . He always wanted to sign a big contract, he prefers MONEY to Sonics!

And a big contract must have a big exposure.

All-stars are the best stage.

"Shua."

"DUANG."

Jordan's second free throw hit the iron, and it can be seen that his touch is not good.

A thin figure bounced high!

Do you really think I can't rebound?

Kobe just didn't want to take the risk of injury and fight with his thin body!

The first iron king in league history!

Do you know where the rebound will fall?

It's late, it's late, I went to see my grandpa today, there will be more later