Chapter 11: A jaw-dropping fight on the field
"I thought this Chinese guy was pretty good. I never thought he could dunk over Ewing."
"He deserves a 10-day short contract. No, he deserves a minimum salary. We don't have much talent in the interior."
Some excited Suns fans at the scene started talking among themselves.
"God, how is this possible?"
The commentator was so shocked that he couldn't explain normally. After two seconds of silence, he started to explain again: "Okay, I admit that I underestimated him. Based on this ball, he should be worth a 10-day short contract."
"not bad."
On the sidelines, Suns head coach Paul Westphal was surprised at first, then nodded.
Next to the bench, General Manager Colangelo was a little excited.
"Old K, good job!" Barkley shouted excitedly on the court.
At this time, Wang Tiejun landed on the ground and turned around, but unexpectedly, Ewing was still lying at his feet. He quickly raised his foot and stepped over Ewing's head.
"Well?"
Barkley was stunned.
"oh!"
The Suns fans were stunned to see their own Chinese coolies humiliating Ewing in public.
"Shit!"
When Oakley saw this, he couldn't bear to see his brother being humiliated by a Chinese rookie, so he immediately flew into a rage and rushed forward and punched Wang Tiejun hard on the right cheek.
“Fuck!”
In anger, Wang Tiejun grabbed Oakley's neck as he was about to hit him again.
His hands were big and he had practiced grappling before, so after grabbing Oakley, he squeezed hard with his five fingers, and Oakley suddenly had difficulty breathing.
Wang Tiejun stared at Oakley fiercely, the anger in his eyes was like flames, and his left fist was raised, ready to hit him.
Oakley is one of the four evil men. He is extremely ferocious. Even when Lao Wang grabbed his neck, he refused to admit defeat and smashed at him fiercely with his two iron fists.
However, he was immediately dumbfounded. The Chinese coolie's arms were too long, while his own arms were too short. He could not reach it and was always just a little short.
He kept swinging his fists but couldn't hit Wang Tiejun, which was embarrassing.
“Puff!”
Barkley was about to rush over to help, but when he saw this scene, he immediately broke down and burst out laughing.
"roll!"
Wang Tiejun didn't want to ruin his debut, so he pushed out suddenly. Oakley, who weighed less than 110 kilograms, was pushed out like a child and hit his teammate John Starks. Both of them fell to the ground in a miserable state.
Under the coaching of Pat Riley, the Knicks' style was iron-blooded, tough and violent. At this time, they had already earned the reputation of the New York Mafia. Oakley and John Starks were both hot-tempered guys. They couldn't stand it, so they got up and rushed towards Wang Tiejun.
"Hey, don't mess around!"
Barkley stood in front of Wang Tiejun.
“Bang!”
Oakley punched Barkley in the face.
"Shit!"
Barkley also had a bad temper. He rushed over and tackled Oakley, knocking him to the ground, and the two of them wrestled with each other.
Wang Tiejun fixed his fierce eyes on John Starks who was rushing towards him. When the latter got close to him, he blocked with his right arm and grabbed Starks' left arm with his big hand. Then, a jaw-dropping scene took place.
Comrade Lao Wang had spent a year in prison and had learned his lesson. He knew that he should not use too much force in a fight and should not hit vital parts. So after grabbing Starks, he pressed him to the floor, raised his right hand, and started hitting him on the butt.
I can't hit your vital parts, but I can hit your thick buttocks, right? At most I won't take off your pants.
“Pah pah pah…”
Then, a very loud sound rang out in the America West Arena.
"Ah! Damn it, let me go! I'm going to fight you! Let me go! Please, let me go..."
John Starks, who was spanked in public and was extremely ashamed, struggled and screamed miserably. If there was a hole in the floor, he would have crawled into it.
“…”
So, nearly 20,000 people at the scene, and at least millions of Americans who were watching the game on TV, were all stunned and stunned when they saw John Starks being spanked.
Barkley and Oakley, who were fighting on the floor, stopped when they saw this.
"damn it!"
At this time, You Yin hugged Wang Tiejun's waist from behind and tried to pull him away.
Lao Wang swung violently, and Ewing staggered from behind, and the two fell together.
Fortunately, John Starks got the chance, broke free from the old king 's clutches, and took the opportunity to escape to the side.
He did not dare to come up again, fearing that he would be caught again and his butt would be in trouble again. He could only cover his butt and curse: "Damn Chinese, you bully the weak with your strength, use kung fu to bully ordinary people, you have no martial ethics, you pervert, I will call the police, you are harassing me..."
At this time, Comrade Lao Wang had pushed Ewing away and stood up, and then he stared at Oakley. This bastard punched him, so it would be better to catch him and give him a spanking.
"damn it!"
When Oakley saw this, he felt his anus tighten and immediately pushed away Charles Barkley who was pressing on him, turned over, got up and ran.
If he were spanked by this Chinese coolie today, he might as well just die.
He would rather fight a bloody battle with the bad boy army than fight with this Chinese coolie. It's so fucking disgusting!
"No. 34, why are you running? I'm not going to hit you in the face."
Lao Wang chased for two steps but couldn't catch up, so he stopped, cursed, and looked at other Knicks players.
His gaze was like that of a plague god. All the violent and tough players of the Knicks avoided him for fear of being targeted by him.
"Come on, aren't you Iron Blood?"
He kept waving and provoking, but the Knicks players were afraid of being spanked, so no one dared to go up.
"Damn it, let's fight with our fists. Your way of fighting is disgusting!" Oakley cursed in anger.
"Ha ha……"
Barkley collapsed on the floor laughing.
"Ha ha……"
Like him, many fans at the scene were laughing.
At this time, the referee walked up to Lao Wang with a strange look on his face, made a penalty, and gave him a physical foul, which was a foul that violated sports ethics, and he was given one free throw.
Oakley and Barkley did not escape either, each giving a first-degree flagrant foul.
As for John Starks who was spanked, he was lucky enough to escape the punishment as the referee couldn't bear to punish him.
However, Wang Tiejun was also substituted, thus ending his brief debut.
Back at the water dispenser, he turned on the system with some frustration, and only got 2 points and 1 rebound. He definitely could not complete his mission of making a stunning debut.
"ha!"
He screamed with excitement because the system prompted that his task was completed and he was rewarded with 100 points. Now he had 250 points.
"Andrew, get an ice pack for Old K. Oakley's punch was quite powerful. He's a little red and swollen."
At this time, head coach Paul Westphal walked over, looked at his face, turned around and shouted to team doctor Andrew John.
"OK." Andrew John nodded with a smile and immediately handed him an ice pack, motioning him to press it on his face.
In the next few minutes, the humiliated Knicks became a team of desperate soldiers, and a desperate team will win, and they were in great shape.
John Starks, who was spanked, was determined to take revenge. He scored 8 points in 5 minutes and finally defeated the Suns with the score difference exceeding 20 points.
After the game, some media reporters actually approached Wang Tiejun for an interview.
"Sorry, maybe next time." Colangelo politely helped him refuse.
After entering the player tunnel, Colangelo walked with head coach Paul Westphal and asked with a smile: "Paul, what do you think of him?"
Westphal said: "The dunk over Ewing was a lot of luck. It was a second-chance play and Ewing's reaction time was too short. That play doesn't really mean anything.
But at least our center position needs a tank like him, and the team also needs a tough enough ruthless character."
The Bad Boys have been wreaking havoc in the league since the 1980s, and with the Knicks, a New York mafia, each team has developed a habit of keeping one or two guys who can fight and carry to protect the core of the team. Once a conflict occurs, they will be at the forefront.
Colangelo smiled and nodded without saying anything else.
