Jordan came to Li Lei like a walk, "Look at the boy, this is called shooting." Jordan said as he jumped up in front of Li Lei. Although he seemed to be disdainful of Li Lei, he was still very afraid of Li Lei's long arms. This time he chose to lean back three points. Two points were actually safer, but Jordan wanted to show off his might in front of Li Lei, so that the other party could understand how invincible his former Bulls' header is.

Klaus and Reinsdorf both held their breath in the box. They both hoped that the ball would not be scored, but the possibility was too small.

The ball flew along the trajectory of the basket, glided for a distance in the air, slowly and slowly flew into the top of the basket ring. The old hooligan showed a bright smile on his face, but before the smile could be completely bloomed, the ball hit the rebound with a n sound. Chandler got the rebound before Kwame Brown and threw it to Li Lei. Li Lei didn't stop the ball and threw it directly into the backcourt. Richardson accelerated with all his might and passed Hamilton. After receiving the ball, he hit the backcourt with another dunk.

"Wow, beautifully done, is this a current fight back against his ex? Bruce used his pass to prove the difference between himself and Michael. How would Michael respond? Well, Michael did not catch the ball and he walked towards Hamilton and Kwame Brown. What was he going to do?" Bill Walton's words were filled with all kinds of joy, and there was a feeling that something big was about to happen.

After Kwame Brown saw Chandler grab this rebound, he felt like a disaster was coming. He did not admire Jordan, the basketball god, now, but only fear. This guy completely regarded himself as the object of venting his emotions. No matter whether he did well or badly, he would be criticized by the other party. This was something he had never seen before when he was a pride of heaven in high school. Jordan's anger made Kwame Brown very lost. He had no idea how to play basketball.

",, what are you two doing? Why don't you grab the rebound? Why don't you foul in advance? Why do you want that guy to rush up, waste, waste." Jordan said and kicked the billboard behind the rebound, venting his displeasure. Although it was just a ball, Jordan felt that the awesomeness he had yelled at Li Lei before has now become a slap in the face, which made the basketball god who has always been very proud of it.
Chapter completed!