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Chapter 1 The down-and-out player

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry, after the unanimous resolution of the team management, you were cut off." In the office, a middle-aged American in a suit said lightly to a young man standing in front of him with an Asian face.

"Mr. Dumas, I..."

The young man wanted to say something, but the American did not give him the chance to continue, so he waved his hand and said, "Go back to the locker room and pack your luggage!"[]

When the young man heard this, he lowered his head silently, his eyes turned red, and his hands were tightly clenched into a fist shape, making a creaking sound.

…………

The Detroit Pistons' home court, Auburn Hills Palace Arena.

"Oh, isn't this Chinese Wu? What did General Manager Mr. Dumas ask you for you? Did you invite you to have coffee? Haha..." In the stadium, Treco White shouted at Wu Feng with an ugly voice as if he was screaming as a crow.

Wu Feng glanced at him coldly, then walked straight to Texan Prince, smiled at him, and said, "Prince, thank you for your care during this period. If you have the chance, I will definitely repay you."

"What does it mean? Could it be that bastard Joe Dumas cut you?" Even a gentle player like Techelon Prince got angry after hearing the news.

"Haha, I said, it was not because Mr. Dumas invited him to have a coffee, but because he was cut off! Haha, Chinese Wu, I really feel sad for you." After hearing the news that Wu Feng was cut off, Treco White immediately started to dance happily, but he still pretended to be very sad.

Teruik White and Wu Feng are both rookies this year. The former is 20 years old this year, while the latter is only 18 years old this year. However, Teruik White is the sixth pick in the second round, while Wu Feng lost the draft. The two players played the same position, so the competition between the two is very fierce. Therefore, when they are together, Teruik White, who has a high sense of self-superiority, often makes fun of mocking Wu Feng. In addition, Wu Feng is usually relatively low-key because of his own strength, so Teruik White believes that Wu Feng is a soft ball, so he is even more arrogant.

"White, don't go too far."

At this time, Ben Wallace, the team's big brother, scolded Treco White. Seeing this, Treco White immediately closed his mouth, but the expression on his face did not restrain himself at all.

"Haha, as you guessed, I was cut by the team. But I also understand that I have only a body, but my basketball skills are not very good, and I am not suitable for the team's tactical style. Haha, but I will not admit defeat." Wu Feng mocked Trek White, and then said to Techellean Prince solemnly.

"Well, I know you are not the kind of person who gives up easily. By the way, what are your plans for the next step?" Taychelle Prince's tone was warm, which made Wu Feng feel very pleased.

Wu Feng was invited to participate in the Pistons trial training with the recommendation of Texan Prince. At that time, Pistons head coach John Custer was quite satisfied with the outstanding physical fitness shown by Wu Feng, so naturally, Wu Feng joined the Pistons.

However, the Pistons did not give Wu Feng a long-term contract, but gave him a one-year minimum salary contract, and it was not guaranteed. In other words, the Pistons could cut Wu Feng at any time.

However, despite this, Wu Feng was extremely grateful to Taichyan Prince. The reason why Taichyan Prince helped Wu Feng was because Wu Feng and Taichyan Prince were both graduates from the University of Kentucky, and Taichyan Prince was naturally Wu Feng's senior. In addition, Taichyan Prince often watched competitions at his alma mater, so he naturally paid great attention to Wu Feng.

Since joining the Pistons, Wu Feng has often received help from Techelle Prince, so the relationship between the two is very good.

"I'm going to try another team..."

"Haha, no matter what team you go to, the result will be the same." At this moment, the annoying voice of Treco White sounded again.

"White!" Texan Prince turned his head suddenly and stared at Treco White.

When Treco White saw Techelen Prince's almost crazy look, he was shocked and his body shrank backwards.

"Okay Prince, there is no need to get angry because of this kind of person's mouth-breathing behavior. I've packed up the things, I'm leaving, take care of you." After Wu Feng said that, he gave Taichyan Prince a bear hug.

Techelon Prince nodded and said with some depression: "It's so strange. It should be me who comforted you, but it's yours that have made me comfort me. Haha, no matter what, I believe you will definitely achieve something in NBA."

"Well, let's come on together! Goodbye Prince!"

After Wu Feng said that, he turned around and left. However, he did not walk towards the exit of the stadium, but towards Treco-White.

When Trek White saw Wu Feng's bad expression approaching him step by step, he felt a trembling heart. Trek White is a typical strong man on the outside and the middle. Although he has a strong body, he is actually a coward.

Such a person will only dare to bully people who are weaker than himself. If others become hard, he will definitely be weak. At this moment, this is how Trek White shows.

Teruik White is 196 cm tall and weighs 97 kg. Such physical fitness can be regarded as excellent. However, Wu Feng's physical fitness is better than him, 198 cm and weighs 108 kg. So, Teruik White is even more scared at this moment, but he still suppresses the fear in his heart, straightens his chest, and asks Wu Feng with a trembling voice: "What do you want to do? Do you want to fight?"

"You?" Wu Feng laughed as if he had heard the funnyest joke in the world.

Treco White was angered by Wu Feng's ridicule, and cursed at Wu Feng without considering the consequences: "Damn him, why are you, a yellow monkey?"

When he heard the four words "Yellow Monkey", Wu Feng's fist suddenly clenched, and then a gust of cold wind swept over. Wu Feng had already appeared in front of Trek White, and then punched Trek White in the face and knocked him to the ground.

"Fuck you..." Treco White turned over and spat a mouthful of blood. He was about to say hello to Wu Feng's female relatives again, but when he suddenly saw Wu Feng's blood-red eyes, he was immediately scared to swallow the remaining few words.

"This punch is a lesson for you to keep sarcasticating me during this period. In addition, I want to give you a Chinese proverb - rabbits will bite people if they are anxious, let alone people?" Wu Feng glanced at the blood stained on his fists and said coldly to Trek White. After that, Wu Feng nodded to the rest of his teammates, then turned around and left.

"But you will always be a loser on the court. In the field of basketball, you are a complete loser. You cannot succeed, you are a waste!" Trek White was still unwilling to be knocked down and ridiculed by Wu Feng, so he had to mock Wu Feng for the fact that Wu Feng was cut by the team.

Wu Feng paused, then slowly turned around and walked toward Trek White again. Wu Feng looked down at him, put his right fist on his chest, and said word by word in a firm tone: "In the near future, I will defeat you on the court. And you are just a small stepping stone for me toward glory, insignificant."

"I will definitely succeed!"

After saying that, Wu Feng turned around and walked straight towards the exit of the arena, with heavy steps and firmness.

After hearing Wu Feng's words, Treco White was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. The laughter was extremely harsh.

"Did you hear it? Did you hear it? He said he was going to beat me soon, and he said he was going to beat me soon, how could a man who couldn't even hit the ball?"

However, no one on the court cared about Trek White's words, but looked straight at the figure that gradually faded out of his sight.

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The nights in Detroit are not very beautiful, the wind is howling, and it feels like sinking.

Walking on the street lonely, Wu Feng sighed and said to himself: "Can I really succeed? Can I really defeat that guy White?"

As if he was a little self-deprecating, Wu Feng showed a bitter smile on his lips.

At this time, the wind in Detroit was even more bitter and more bitter, and Wu Feng's figure seemed even more depressed in the wind.

[ps: There is another update tonight. I hope everyone will support me. Thank you for your thanks]

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