The referee also immediately went to the technical desk to check the replay.

But the replay showed clearly that the light came on just as the ball left Wang Yi's fingertips.

The referee turned around, stretched out three fingers, and made a three-point count gesture.

Mavericks fans could only keep sighing:

"This guy is a devil!"

"Definitely, Satan crawled out of hell, wearing Lakers No. 1 jersey."

Boss Cuban had already stood up and shouted loudly:

"Oh...hell! I have to find a way to recruit this guy during the offseason."

The bald commentator, Flowell, was speechless. He put his arms on the table and his forehead with his hands.

He shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced."

Harper kept scratching his short brown hair with his hands, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them on again.

"This guy...he is a madman! An alien! A pervert!"

Lakers coach Vogel couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Both hands were raised into the air at the same time, and then spread out.

Then he kept shaking his head.

"After giving this guy unlimited fire rights, this guy's madness is simply shocking."

Mavericks coach Kidd lowered his head and kept pacing back and forth.

He quickly scratched his bald head with his right hand.

Facing such a guy, you really have nothing to do.

The expression on Hardaway's face froze.

It really got in.

His 8-for-11 shooting in the first quarter was exaggerated enough.

This guy was really good. Not only did he make 8 of 10 shots, but he also made a terrifying 4 of 4 three-pointers from the logo.

Scored 21 points.

This is simply outrageous.

After Wang Yi hit the logo three-pointer, he turned around again.

Bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on the four drunken companions in the stands.

The four drunken companions could not help but lower their heads at this time.

I dare not make any further response.

They didn't dare to look into such bloodthirsty eyes.

The most important thing is that this guy’s three-point logo is terrible.

They were afraid of angering this guy again and having him throw a few more logo three-pointers.

That would be terrible.

Wang Yi's bloodthirsty gaze was once again captured by the camera.

Through the big screen, it was displayed in front of more than 19,000 spectators.

All the viewers were shocked.

This guy is not here to play ball tonight.

He is here to kill people!

On the square outside the arena, all the spectators were stunned when they saw this look.

Especially the drunkard. When he saw this look, he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back.

He felt far more deeply than others about Wang Yi's bloodthirsty gaze.

After all, he is the cause of it all.

It's like the outlaw Zhang San who killed Li Si's family.

Everyone felt that Si Li's eyes were full of hatred, but Zhang San's feeling was definitely much deeper than the others.

"Maybe... I shouldn't anger him..."
Chapter completed!