The referee came to Wang Tiejun, first called a defensive foul, two free throws, and then a technical foul, which was a slap in the face of Jordan. Two free throws and one throw, a total of four free throws, and finally pointed to the outside and sent him off.
“…”
It was okay when I knocked down Pippen, I only got a defensive foul. But Jordan also hit me, he was fine, I just pushed him away and he was directly sent off. Lao Wang was confused, it was obviously Jordan who attacked him first, why didn't he give him a technical foul?
"Shh!"
This is the home court, and seeing the referee's decision, countless home fans booed him angrily.
"He hit me, he punched me, didn't you see it? Here, he hit me here, and I just pushed him away, you should also give him a technical foul and send him off, not me."
Lao Wang yelled at the referee angrily.
"Come on, Old K, calm down!"
Barkley quickly stepped forward to stop it and yelled at the referee, saying that he was asking for a whistle and would most likely be called for another technical foul.
Jordan, who was not far away, snorted disdainfully, "Who are you? Who am I? What's the point of hitting you? If I hit you, I will also send you off the court. This is my position and this is the rule of the NBA."
As Barkley expected, the referee didn't care what Wang Tiejun thought. With cold eyes, he blew the whistle at Wang again, gestured, indicating another technical violation, which was a punishment for the referee's yelling. Then he pointed outside the court, indicating that Wang Tiejun should leave the court immediately.
"oh!"
"Shh!"
First there was an explosion of exclamations, which then turned into a huge tsunami of boos, countless middle fingers were directed at the referee, and a lot of insults were directed at the referee's family.
"You fucking bastard!" Lao Wang cursed at the referee , but the referee didn't understand him, otherwise the third technical foul would have come.
"Old K, calm down. This is inevitable in the NBA..." Barkley and others hurriedly pulled Wang Tiejun off the court.
"Old K, we will appeal, you go back to the locker room first." Head coach Paul Westphal shouted on the sidelines.
"Bastard!"
Comrade Lao Wang swore that if something like this happened again next time, he would pin Jordan to the ground and beat him up first, because he would be sent off the game anyway.
He picked up the basketball hoop from the seat, waved to the fans, and headed towards the player tunnel.
“Pah pah pah…”
The audience burst into warm applause.
"Old K, you are an invincible beast under the basket. You did nothing wrong. Don't let anyone dunk on you. Never let anyone dunk on you..."
At the entrance to the player tunnel, a black boy about eight or nine years old shouted at him in a shrill voice.
Wang Tiejun smiled, nodded at the little boy, and asked, "Little guy, your accent is not that of a local."
"I'm from North Carolina. My dad brought me here." The child said after looking at the middle-aged man next to him.
"Then you should support Jordan." The father of the old dynasty child nodded and asked puzzledly.
"I support him, but I like you too. You're awesome. I wish I could be as tall and strong as you in the future," the child said with a smile.
"What's your name?" asked Lao Wang.
"Chris. Chris Paul."
As the kid spoke, he handed over a jersey. After shaking it open, it turned out to be Wang Tiejun's home No. 33 jersey. He shouted, "Old K, please sign it for me."
"good."
Lao Wang took the pen handed to him by Chris Paul and wrote his name on the jersey in a flamboyant style .
After signing, he regretted it. The handwriting was too ugly, so he simply added a big letter "K" underneath.
"Can I touch it?"
After taking back the jersey, Chris Paul didn't rush to look at it. He pointed at the basket in Wang Tiejun's hand and asked excitedly.
"certainly."
Wang Tiejun handed it over with a smile.
"Oh, great! This is the best collection. Daddy, please take a picture of me and Lao K."
After taking the basket, Chris Paul became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He put it on directly and stood up to let his father take a picture.
“Crack, crack, crack…”
Paul's father was also very happy and took several photos of his son and Wang Tiejun before he stopped.
"Goodbye, Chris Paul."
"Goodbye, Old K."
Watching Wang Tiejun disappear into the player tunnel, Chris Paul excitedly picked up the jersey and looked at it.
"What are these three characters? Is that Lao K's Chinese name? It's amazing!"
When he saw the three large characters that looked like chicken claws, he found them very interesting. Then he folded them carefully and put them in his backpack.
Although Wang Tiejun was sent off the court, Jordan did not stop. Instead, he became even more violent and continued to attack, torturing Dan Maalley to the point of wanting death.
However, the Suns are already very strong. Even if Wang Tiejun was sent off, Barkley, Kevin Johnson and Dan Marr formed the Suns' three-headed monster, so they were on par with the Bulls .
But in the end, thanks to Jordan's unparalleled firepower and the top-notch perimeter defense formed by him and Pippen, the Bulls had the last laugh and defeated the Suns in the final quarter.
At the end of the game, the Bulls defeated the Suns away from home with a score of 112:108.
Jordan, who was completely enraged, made 20 of 36 shots, with a hit rate of 55.5%, 1 of 3 three-pointers, and 10 of 11 free throws, scoring 51 points, fulfilling his pre-game boast of scoring 50+.
Barkley scored 33 points in a single game, Wang Tiejun scored 18 points in 23 minutes, and Kevin Johnson, who had just returned, was in poor form and only scored 8 points, failing to stop Jordan's madness.
Jordan not only scored a lot of points on the offensive end, but also defended Dan Majerle, who was the second scoring point of the Suns, averaging 16 points per game, but he only made 2 of 13 shots in this game, and only scored 6 points including free throws, and had three turnovers.
After trying hard throughout the game, the Suns players lost in the end and left in frustration.
"Don't mess with me. This is what happens to you if you mess with me."
In the post-match interview, Jordan glanced at the Suns players who left sadly and said coldly to the media reporters:
"From today on, the team that rookie is on will be my, Michael Jordan's, mortal enemy for life."
However, at this time, his left face was already swollen, and even ice packs could not reduce the swelling, which made him look very embarrassed. The annoying media kept patting his left face. After he said this, he quickly left.
In the home team's locker room, while others were taking a shower, Wang Tiejun sat there and turned on the system.
Even though he was sent off tonight, he got a basket and was not blocked, so he was rewarded with 300 points. Now he has 600 points.
"I'll exchange it for a strength training card in a few days. I have to continue with this. I'll exchange it for a speed training card at the end of next month. I'll keep saving the rest and exchange it for a synthesis card later. That thing can improve my strength quickly. But my other martial arts are not as high as Tie Shan Kao's, so I don't know if they will still work." He was calculating in his mind.
The next day, the 25th, the team did not train, and Wang Tiejun trained by himself at home.
The next game will be on the 27th at home against Mosaic, where he will face the Dream again.
In the morning, media across the United States, not just sports media but other media as well, had their front pages full of news about Jordan being slapped by him last night. He became completely famous this time.
But almost all media only mentioned that Kristen Stewart slapped Jordan, but did not mention that Jordan punched Kristen Stewart first, which completely biased public opinion.
Countless Jordan fans called the Suns' publicity department, and all external phone lines were flooded with insults.