Chapter 46 Forced Eviction
At this time, the players of the two teams were facing each other. Larry Johnson was at the front of the Hornets, behind him was Mourning, in front of him was Barkley, and Wang Tiejun was behind Barkley.
"Don't mess around!" Barkley warned.
"I won't give anyone any face today, get out of the way," Larry Johnson yelled.
"Are you the only one who has too many things to do?"
Relying on his tall stature and long arms, Wang Tiejun slapped Larry Johnson across Barkley and hit him on the top of the head with a hammer.
"boom!"
Larry Johnson was totally unprepared, and was slapped on the top of his head by Barkley. His head made a buzzing sound instantly, and the blood in his head rushed to the top of his head. He couldn't control his tears and they came out all at once.
This is because Wang Tiejun was not good at exerting force and only used slaps, so the force was not very strong and did not cause any damage.
“Damn the Chinese!”
However, the harm was not great, but the humiliation was great. Larry Johnson's face turned red and his eyes turned red.
“He beat up Larry Johnson again.”
Behind the baseline, Rob Lundgren shouted angrily while holding up his camera and clicking.
"It's over, Old K is causing trouble again!"
On the sidelines, head coach Paul Westphal and general manager Colangelo looked at each other.
"Don't mess around! Let's resolve the conflict the way of basketball."
Barkley hugged the extremely angry Larry Johnson, even holding the latter's arms, and shouted to persuade him.
"Fuck your basketball style. Who started it first? Let me go!" Larry Johnson cursed while struggling.
"boom!"
Kevin Johnson came up and secretly poked Larry Johnson in the stomach with an elbow. The latter was hugged and had nowhere to hide.
"mean!"
Larry Johnson glared at Kevin Johnson angrily, and then yelled at Barkley: "Let me go!"
"Don't be impulsive, peace is the most important thing for us," Barkley shouted.
“Beep, beep…”
At this time, the referee risked his life to intervene and separated Wang Tiejun and Mo Ning who were about to start fighting, and blew the whistle continuously.
"Okay, okay, be quiet, we're still playing." Only then did Barkley let go of Larry Johnson.
Larry Johnson was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He thought that Barkley, the damn fat guy, was too despicable. Those who took sides were not good people. Next time there was a fight, he would team up with the guy who was trying to cause the fight.
Mo Ning was fine, his forehead was a little red and swollen from the collision, but he looked at Wang Tiejun's head, which was also a little red and swollen, so he didn't suffer any loss.
The referee gave Wang Tiejun a personal foul, thus calming the conflict on the field.
"Just one foul? Did the referee take bribes?" Rob Longger said angrily behind the baseline.
The voice was a little too loud and was heard by the referee. He turned his head to look at Lundgren, a stern look in his eyes, then walked to the referee and whispered a few words, pointing at Lundgren.
Immediately, the referee glanced at Lundgren and walked towards the league official at the recording table.
"damn it!"
Long Geer knew something was wrong at first glance.
The game was suspended by the referee. One minute later, an official came to the press box with two security guards and said to Lundgren: "Sir, because of your personal problem, I have to ask you to leave here now. Please follow me."
"I protest..." Longger stood up and shouted angrily.
But before he could finish his words, the official waved his hand and two security guards came up and took him hostage, taking him out of the venue.
"I will make this matter public in the media. This matter is not over yet." He turned to the official angrily.
"That's your business." The official said coldly.
Subsequently, Rob Lundgren was forcibly removed from the scene.
The game restarted, with Mourning taking one free throw and one free throw. Lao Wang's foul before him did not reach the limit of fouls, so he did not get a free throw.
"brush!"
Mourning was very accurate in his free throws, with a hit rate of 78%, and he made all of them.
The Hornets attack.
"Muggsy, give me the ball."
In the low post on the right wing, Mourning couldn't stand under Lao Wang's top defense. His strength was much less, so he took a step outside and stretched out his hand to ask for the ball at the top of the arc.
Muggsy Bogues, the shortest player in league history and one of the fastest players, is only 160 cm tall and nicknamed the Bug. He has a double-double this season, which is an excellent performance for a small point guard. He is definitely the best role model for ordinary people.
He was about to break through and saw Mourning asking for the ball, so he gave it to the rookie.
Mourning received the ball, took two steps away from the paint, and started to confront Wang Tiejun.
This is not because he has a conflict with Wang Tiejun, so he is confronting Wang, but because he has this kind of confrontational style when he plays one-on-one in the low post.
He is good at free throws, but his shooting touch is average. Because of his strong strength, he always uses a hard-line approach when playing one-on-one in the low post.
But when he is trying to play one-on-one in the low post, he usually ends up in a one-on-four situation, because he has poor passing skills, is not tall enough, and has no vision in the low post, so he can only play by himself and cannot pass the ball.
However, given his physique, he can only deal with ordinary centers. If he encounters a center with better defense or a big center, he will not be able to compete with him.
Coincidentally, Wang Tiejun is the center that he is not good at confronting.
After he received the ball, he immediately began to dribble and back-pedal Lao Wang.
When he leaned forward, with his height, he was immediately much shorter than Lao Wang, and the top of his head only reached Lao Wang's chest.
"Shorty, just get under my crotch. It will be very convenient for you." Lao Wang was defending while talking trash.
"boom!"
Mo Ning had a mouthful of blood in his throat and was about to spit it out. In anger, he swung his arm and hit Lao Wang's chest with his elbow.
“Beep!”
The elbow was too big and too obvious, so the referee blew the whistle.
"Damn prison escapee!" Mourning threw down the ball and cursed with gritted teeth.
The thing he regrets most about his talent is his lack of height, which makes his talent one level lower than the three super centers. Wang Tiejun's words just now directly hit his pain point.
"Super dwarf, what qualifications do you have to play center? Be careful about getting stepped on. Get out to the outside and play point guard." Wang Tiejun's pain point was hit again, and he immediately responded.
"Who do you say is the super dwarf?" A voice sounded below, with a very angry tone.
"Who is it?" Wang Tiejun looked around but saw no one.
"Where are you looking? Here, look down." The voice said even more angrily.
"Haha, man, I finally found you."
Old Dynasty looked down on the floor and saw that the point guard of the Hornets was staring at him angrily.
"Who are you calling a super dwarf? Are you discriminating against me? When I was playing in the league, you were still serving your sentence in a Chinese prison."
Boggs said angrily.
"What did you say? I was wronged." Lao Wang roared angrily.
Players from both teams gathered around again.
"Don't be impulsive. If anyone does that again, I'll punish him."
Upon seeing this, the referee rushed over nervously and separated the two.
"He said I was super short and he was discriminating against me," Boggs yelled at the referee angrily.
"You idiot, do I need to say you are short? I'm talking about that guy, No. 33 of the Hornets. I said he is super short. Did I say you?" Lao Wang cursed angrily.
Boggs's face twitched. Damn Chinese people, Alonzo is at least 208 cm tall, and I am only 160 cm. He is a super shorty, so am I a reptile?
But since they weren't talking about him, he stopped talking, stepped aside , and the argument ended.
When Lao Wang saw that Boggs was no longer bothering him, he rolled his eyes and said, "The IQ of black brothers is really worrying. It's not that I don't say you are short, it's that you are too short. There is no need for me to say anything. You are super, super short, shorter than my two sisters. I was taller than you when I was eight or nine years old."
