Little ancestor, you can...

Seeing the mysterious smile on Li Xing's face, Triano suddenly felt a sense of depression before the end of the world. Yes, he felt it.

He will definitely mess up this press conference, and he will be blamed by people all over the world as the head coach.

And the most painful thing is that he knew that the disaster would happen, but he could not stop it.

The moment Li Xing and Triano arrived, the spotlight suddenly shrouded in, and many reporters took photos of them.

"Latch, this is your first time playing the playoffs in your career, how do you feel?"

"Excellent." Li Xingke didn't want to answer more on this question.

"You guys won easily tonight, will that keep you optimistic about the future of the playoffs?"

"Optimistic? No."

In front of hundreds of cameras and live broadcasts in several eight countries, he said: "We never treat the Bucks as opponents. In fact, if this series reaches Game 5, I will be very disappointed."

"So? What do you mean?"

Li Xing played a mischievously stretched out four fingers and smiled lightly: "We will resolve the battle in four games."

“￥!!#………”
Chapter completed!