Li Lei appears.

88:83, the Heat are 5 points behind, with 1 and a half points left.

Larry Brown shouted: "Follow the 15th, and Eddie Jones, don't give them a phone call. Expand and guard against three points!"

Li Lei has scored 15 points today, including three three-pointers, with 3-pointers made 4 shots, so Larry Brown can naturally see it.

As the team's number one shooter, Li Lei's three-point shooting percentage in the season is nearly 49%, which is very terrifying in this era.

The second place is Eddie Jones. As he gets older, Jones's strength continues to decline, but his three-pointer is getting older and more powerful.

Wade took the ball and broke through.

Because the Pistons expanded their defense outwards and the paint area was very spacious, he easily broke in this time.

But Da Ben's assisted defense was also very fast, and he cooperated with Billups to attack Wade from the front and back.

Wade was ready to swing the ball to the top of the arc.

Odom stood there, catching the ball, adjusting, and taking action.

Swish!

Odom hit a key three-pointer.

88:86, the Heat were only 2 points behind and had a great chance of turning the tables.

It is worth mentioning that as a left-handed magician, Odom can play five positions, and although his three-point shooting percentage is not high, he can also make a move.

Larry Brown slapped his thighs angrily, how could he forget this guy?

Just like the Heat didn't expect Oku to take action outside the three-point line, the Pistons didn't expect Odom to choose to shoot a three-pointer.

“2 points, 2 points.”

Su Qun muttered on the sidelines: "Just shoot a three-pointer, you can turn the tables."

He clenched his fists tightly, and his palms were sweating and he didn't care to wipe them.

Similarly, Detroit fans were quiet, watching Billups take the ball and advance.

This ball is very important.

Li Lei came up with defense.

This is the arrangement of coach Dafan, the key gentleman of freezing the Pistons.

Li Lei did it once before, and the results were pretty good.

Billups made a breakthrough in the cross-step, and the first step was very fast.

Li Lei moved sideways instantly, cutting off Billups' breakthrough route.

Billups pulled the ball back, and turned his direction and protruded again through the crotch.

Li Lei took the initiative to seek confrontation and blocked Billups with his body.

Billups could not break through Li Lei's defense line, and suddenly stepped back and took the jump shot from the back.

Li Lei jumped up and pounced on him, almost touching the basketball with his hand.

But Billups's goal was very tilted, and it was no longer a backward jump shot, but a backward jump shot.

Billups used his body to create space for himself to shoot the ball out.

Detroit fans couldn't help but exclaim: This ball is too difficult.

Li Lei fell down and looked back at the basketball in the air.

The basketball drew a parabola and hit the front of the basket, but failed to enter.

Sure enough, this ball is too difficult, and it is not normal to make it.

But at this moment, the basketball bounced on the basket and fell again, and penetrated into the basket with great mortality.

Swish!

Enter?

Enter!

Li Lei opened his mouth wide.

"roar!"

Billups, who had always been calm, also clenched his fists and roared excitedly.

Detroit fans immediately responded to their stadium brains, Mr. Key, a new generation of smiling assassins: roo roo roo!

Auburn Hill Palace exploded.

The cheers of fans seemed to overturn the ceiling of the stadium.

“Mr…Big…shot!”

The home DJ roared Billups' nickname "Mr. Key (Mr. Big Heart)" in vain, and the microphone felt like it was about to explode.

It’s really a shot that penetrates the heart, killing someone to kill you!

Li Lei felt suffocating.

Old Jones ran past and patted Li Lei on the shoulder: "Young man, play your own ball."

Li Lei suddenly woke up.

90:86, the Heat were 4 points behind, but it was not without a chance.

There are still 47 seconds left on the field.

Thanks to Old Jones' reminder.

There is an old family, like a treasure!

Then, Old Jones encouraged Cato, Odom and Wade respectively.

Wade attacked and broke through crazily with the ball.

This time, he successfully got rid of Billups and inserted directly into the paint area.

The big bank came to prevent it and blocked Wade.

Wade doesn't stick the ball, and quickly distribute it to Jones.

Jones cheated Hamilton away with a fake shot and rushed to the basket.

Oku brought it up to make up for defense.

Old Jones threw the ball directly over the basket, Kato received the ball in the air, and dunked it with both hands.

Bang!

Have it.

90:88.

The Heat are still 2 points behind.

There are 33 seconds left.

On-site commentary: "Today's Heat are worthy of respect. They were beaten by the Pistons several times, but they never gave up and tied seven times. I seemed to see the Heat in the Mourning era. Even if they lost, they deserve all the praise."

The commentator grabbed the commentator: "Wait, man, the game is not over yet."

The commentator was stunned and then laughed: "That's right! The nervous and exciting game is so beautiful that I have forgotten the winner itself. But the total score of competitive sports is the winner."

"Come on the last 34 seconds!"

The commentator shouted.

Pistons' ball rights.

Billups possesses the ball.

The Heat have already lined up in their own half.

Old Jones clapped and said, "People, let's defend this ball."

The Heat have a good record, and veterans like Jones, who have also shown their passion and are willing to do more for the team.

"OK! Kill the Pistons."

The other four Heat responded in unison.

Billups originally wanted to score a goal quickly, but seeing the Heat's morale rising and everyone's eyes were fierce, he simply reduced the speed, controlled the rhythm, and played the success rate.

Under the command of Billups, the Pistons four players skillfully ran on the tactical position.

On the Heat, Li Lei stared at Billups, and the other four were also staring at their opponents.

The two sides were in a fierce confrontation, everyone was face-to-face, and their elbows were swung together, with a large range of movement.

The referee doesn't swear either.

As long as it is not a malicious foul, the final game time will be left to the players themselves.
To be continued...