「Two days later, in Safford.」
Durant jumped up for the shot. The moment he landed, he was already turning away.
'I don't need to look. This shot is definitely going in!'
Sure enough, the next moment, the cheers from the sidelines grew several decibels louder.
The game was over. 50 to 39. A huge victory for Devil's Mountain.
Only then did Durant turn his head, beat his chest, and roar fiercely at DaJuan.
DaJuan Samos was silent, not even daring to look at Durant.
Still not satisfied, Durant pushed away Harden, who had jumped on him to celebrate, and viciously flipped DaJuan the middle finger.
DaJuan's expression turned even uglier. He didn't react at all, just silently turned and walked away.
Only then did Durant grab Harden and Little Jordan, roaring in excitement.
At that moment, he felt even more satisfaction than if he had just beaten DaJuan up!
