"Bang!"

James' layup was ruthlessly pinned to the basket by Lee Xing and bounced to a high altitude.

O'Neal caught the ball road, and his body, which could be rounded up to 400 pounds, jumped up, as if a boar was flying into the air.

Li Xing also wanted to grab the rebound, but O'Neal was pressing on him.

O'Neal was too confident about his weight, and he had no idea how serious the consequences would be caused by such a pressure.

Am I going to die?

Li Xing knew that O'Neal would definitely press on him in the end, and the two would have an intimate kiss with the floor.

My friend,

My lovers,

Farewell forever!

“boom!”

"Oh, why doesn't it hurt at all?" O'Neal said in surprise.

James couldn't smile and reminded him: "Because someone is placing you."

"Yeah?"

O'Neal looked down at Li Xing who was foaming at his mouth: "I knew you are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, thank you."

Bosh and others had numb scalp.

"Is Rachi dead?"

"Not yet, I just saw him twitching."

"Who will help him?"

"No, what he vomited is so disgusting!"

Li Xing was carried down and he needed further inspection, and the game had to continue.

"Brother, go with peace of mind!"

Banyani's hand was covering her chest and suddenly laughed: "From now on, it's my time, hahaha~~~"

"Andrea, the coach lets you play center." Calderon said.

Banyani felt something was wrong.

"Well, before Rachi comes back, you're going to play against Shaq for a while."
Chapter completed!