Chapter 85 No sound
Barkley really shut his mouth. Facing the powerful and domineering president Jordan, his momentum was naturally weakened and he was suppressed.
"What happened to him in the All-Star Game that year? Was he taught a lesson? He deserved it. With his broken mouth and his arrogance, he will suffer before he can take three steps in society."
Comrade Lao Wang shouted.
"Damn rookie, you want to cause trouble?" Jordan said angrily.
"Haha..." Barkley was so happy that he burst into laughter.
Pippen, who was standing with Grant, couldn't help it. He couldn't stand that Wang Tiejun, a Chinese guy, dared to treat Jordan like this.
Although his relationship with Jordan off the court has always been bad, Jordan is the boss of the Bulls. If this rookie treats Jordan like this, what will be his attitude?
He stood up and pointed at Wang Tiejun and said, "Rookie, it seems that Barkley didn't teach you the rules. Do you want me to teach you the rules as a rookie?"
"snort!"
Lao Wang snorted coldly . He hated the word "rules".
After he got into trouble the year before last, he was first detained for four months. Then after he was imprisoned, some people inside wanted to teach him the rules, but he beat them half to death. It was also that fight that ended his hope of having his sentence reduced. He was released after serving a full eight months. Otherwise, considering his age, he should have been released within a year.
Now someone wanted to teach him the rules again, which made the tyranny suppressed deep in his heart surge out, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He stretched out his hand, pointed his thick index finger at Pippen's nose and cursed: "I heard that NBA players can have fights off the court, bastard, come up and teach me the rules, don't just talk and don't do anything."
While cursing, he strode towards Pippen. The heavy footsteps immediately made the entire player tunnel tense.
When Pippen saw Wang Tiejun approaching, the ferocious aura he revealed made his anus tighten and his back felt cold. How could he dare to move forward?
He quickly retreated behind Grant, shouting, "Security, quickly control this guy, he has serious violent tendencies."
"Calm down, everyone."
"Stand back, stand back."
More than a dozen security personnel rushed forward and separated the two sides.
"Brothers, calm down..."
Barkley was afraid of making things worse, so he stood in front of Wang Tiejun and shouted at Jordan: "Michael, if you provoke my brother again, I will not care about it. Then you will suffer the loss, and I will also have to deal with you. Don't say that I don't give face to my friends."
"Let's go out first."
Jordan was a little helpless. The Bulls had never had any thugs, so they would be at a disadvantage if a fight broke out. He quickly took his teammates out.
At this time, the outside was not ready yet, there was no music DJ, and the lights were not turned off, but a group of Bull people ran out, and no one knew what was going on inside.
When Colangelo looked at the faces of Jordan and the others, he saw no injuries and thought that they probably didn't fight, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them.
Klaus observed Jordan and the others and it didn't seem like anything serious, so he didn't go over and cause trouble.
"Everyone, be careful tonight. Michael is pissed off by us. He will not give up tonight. He might really score 50 points."
In the player tunnel, Barkley reminded.
Dan Maalley clenched his fists. He was facing off against Jordan, and today was going to be a tough day for him.
Kevin Johnson said to Wang Tiejun, "Old K, Jordan is the guy you can't mess with the most in this league. He has a strong desire for revenge. Superstars like the Smiling Assassin offended him, and when they joined the national team later, they were kicked out by him. So you have to be careful. He has already said he will dunk on you."
"Who is the Smiling Assassin?" Lao Wang asked curiously.
"Isaiah Thomas, the leader of the Bad Boys Pistons, superstar point guard, two-time Finals MVP, will be my opponent in the next game," said Kevin Johnson.
"too strong!"
Lao Wang thought it was amazing when he heard it. Barkley was so strong but he had never even played in the finals, while this smiling assassin was the Finals MVP twice. He must be more powerful than Barkley.
Kevin Johnson said: "He has a natural smile on his face, but he often gives you a fatal blow, just like an assassin, so his nickname is the Smiling Assassin."
"Smiling Assassin? This nickname is very interesting!"
Wang Tiejun thought for a moment and said, "Brothers, I think the nickname Old K is not very impressive. I want to choose a new one. What do you think?"
"Bulldozer under the basket?"
"Heavy tanks are good too."
"Big Diesel, stole the nickname of that rookie O'Neal."
"King of Titans?"
"Big flush toilet?"
Several people were talking to each other nonstop.
"What?"
Comrade Lao Wang thought the first few were good, but when he heard the last few, he even said a big flush toilet. Who the hell said that? Do you think I'm that idiot O'Neal?
He stared at Ceballos and shouted, "Cedric, what the hell is a big flush toilet?"
Ceballos blushed and laughed, "Isn't this O'Neal's name the Big Sewer? I think it's just right. The toilet is above the sewer, and you are above it."
"roll!"
Comrade Lao Wang scolded with a smile.
After warming up, when I sat back on the bench, the system popped up.
"Host, as a professional basketball center, being dunked on will be a lifelong shame for you. If you are dunked on once, you will be fined 200 points. If you are dunked on five times in your career, this system will self-destruct. If you can avoid being dunked on in this game, you will be rewarded with 100 points."
“…”
Looking at the content of the task, Comrade Lao Wang was stunned.
"System, it's not okay for you to self-destruct at any time. Isn't this self-abuse?" He quickly advised.
You have to persuade him. Although he hasn't been dunked on yet, there's no guarantee that he won't be dunked on in the future.
As strong as O'Neal, that pervert, he was dunked over once by him and Barkley each in the last game. I heard that he was dunked over once before that. He has been dunked over three times in just two months of his rookie season. How about his entire career?
"This system will not tolerate a host who has been blocked five times. Please make sure to avoid this result," said the system.
"Well, Buddha can save those who are destined to be saved, and medicine cannot cure the dead. If you want to commit suicide, there is nothing I can do."
Comrade Lao Wang scratched the short hair on his head and made up his mind not to stand under the basket anymore. If he had to stand, he would stand outside the basket so that he could avoid being dunked on.
Anyway, he is big and strong enough, so as long as he doesn't retreat to the basket on his own initiative, it will be difficult for the opponent to squeeze him in.
Then, whoever wants to stop him will be punished by heaven and earth, no matter whether he is dead or alive, and will be pulled down.
The last time he tried to dunk over O'Neal, he was pulled down by that guy and almost fell down. He could learn from the shark.
At eight o'clock, the competition begins.
Wang Tiejun and veteran Carter White jumped the ball, and as expected, the Suns attacked first.
" Brothers , let's fight!"
Kevin Johnson pushed forward with the ball, making a pull-away gesture and shouting.
Today's game is very important. If the Suns can make it to the finals this year, it is almost certain that they will face the Bulls, so he has to go all out today.
Opposing him is BJ Armstrong, a first-rate point guard with great speed and accurate three-point shooting. He possesses All-Star-level strength and is the Bulls' third-largest scoring point.
Wang Tiejun was the first to respond actively. He ran to the basket and yelled, "Brother, give me the ball. There is no one defending me."
Kevin Johnson was speechless. Damn big flush toilet, do you think I'm blind? Is Carter White, who is clinging to you, not a human being?
Veteran Cartwright seemed to be learning from David Robinson, with both arms completely hanging on Wang Tiejun, with at least half of his weight on the latter.
He was also holding his breath. General Manager Klaus wanted to find someone to replace him, and he wanted to prove that he still had energy, so now he ignored his injury and tried to block Wang Tiejun from entering the basket.
He was indeed learning from David Robinson because he had watched the Suns play and felt that this defensive style was useful.
Anyway, his playing time is only about twenty minutes, so let's give it a try during this time.
Wang Tiejun came to the basket with Carter White hanging on his body. At this time, everyone else moved away and the ball was hoisted in.
He stared down at Kevin Johnson, and as soon as he saw the ball leave his hands, he immediately made a close move to loosen Carter-white's hands and feet and gained some space.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he suddenly twisted his waist and turned sideways, and a powerful force burst out. Carter, who had just been leaning on, could no longer keep his balance in his arms, and was thrown to the side with a staggering gait.
"Snapped!"
At this time, the ball reached his head. He immediately flew up, grabbed the ball with both hands in the air, and without sparing any energy, smashed it with all his strength.
"boom!"
As the sound of the basket exploding violently, the basket frame sank suddenly.
"yeah!"
The whole audience was cheering.
"Not down yet."
Comrade Lao Wang took a look at the basket and wondered why the quality of this basket was so good.
If he could get points by hitting the basket, he would try whenever he had the chance in the first two games, but he was unsuccessful. After all, he didn't have enough explosive power and his instantaneous impact on the basket was not strong enough. He had to be very lucky to have a chance to get it.
"Beautiful! Cartwright launched a suffocating defense, but K easily shook him off and completed an alley-oop dunk..."
The on-site commentator immediately began his passionate commentary.
"There is no doubt that Old K is indeed better than the aging Carter-White." Dort laughed on the TNT live broadcast stand.
"His strength should be among the best in the league, but I think it's a little worse than Postman Malone," said Lightham.
Dort analyzed: "No, the Postman is only strong in upper body strength, which makes his elbow force more terrible, but his core strength and lower body strength are not at the top level, which makes his ability to fight in the low post insufficient, and he can't withstand the back play of the big center.
According to my observation, K's strength is more balanced and should be at the top level, so he has a strong low-post confrontation ability, even stronger than the Postman. "
"This Chinese guy is really strong."
When seeing Wang Tiejun easily shake off Carter White, the Bulls head coach Phil Jackson's eyes narrowed, and he immediately stood up, put his two little fingers in his mouth, and blew hard...
Well, the hooligan whistle didn't sound this time. He blew it again, but it still didn't sound. He quickly put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted loudly to the court:
"Horace, pay attention to assisting defense, and be quick. Bill can't handle that rookie alone."
"clear."
Horace Grant heard it and immediately nodded and made an OK gesture.
