The defense line-up of Su Wan, George, Artest, Dior, and Tyson Chandler was formed.
Seeing this line-up, LeBron felt completely numb.
Especially since four out of these five guys were watching him.
Whenever he held the ball, they formed a "pocket formation," waiting for him to break through, and then caught him like "catching a turtle in a jar"!
LeBron felt full of malice, with all sorts of vicious thoughts swarming in his mind, cursing these four guys one by one to his heart's content, but...
Faced with the siege from these four guys, he truly couldn't withstand it!
The already poor efficiency worsened during this period...
But his target for tonight was 40 points; he already had 36 points, just 4 points short, no matter what, he had to reach those 40 points.
He had just checked the Heat Team's other players' stats; besides him, not one had scored over 20 points!
What does this mean?
It means tonight he was fighting alone and helpless!
This script, he had to complete it.
