Chen Mo held the ball, glanced at Bao Wen who was blocking him, and ran into him without saying a word.

I originally wanted to transport the ball and act like pretending to be tough on the offense, but the action was too big and I directly transported the ball to my feet.

But this is not important. It was not for playing basketball. He was just taking revenge and complaining.

While the basketball flew out of the bottom line, Chen Mo and Bao Wen flew out of the bottom line together, and the basketball court turned into a wrestling field.

"Ding!"

The referee's whistle sounded at the first time, and Chen Mo turned over and got up and immediately ran towards his half.

It seems like I've been fouled, I honestly admit that I will never make any arguments.

Only Bruce Bowen was left on the ground, with a look of pain and wailing, and Popovich jumped on the sidelines.

As for the Spurs players, none of them could react. Bao Wen, who always took advantage of the situation, suffered a loss this time.

I didn't react at all!

Bruce Bowen covered his stomach, sweat was already left on his head, and pain and grievances surged in his heart.

He had never seen such a shameless person who didn't play well and actually deliberately hurt people.

After a while, Bao Wen stood up with his stomach covering his stomach, feeling sad and angry, and almost cried with grievance, and shouted at the referee.

"It's intentional, he definitely did it on purpose. Such a person must be punished!"

Hearing this, the three referees smiled "hehe" without any expression.

Not to mention that they have already slapped a foul, it is impossible to change it, let alone, who doesn’t know who?

You Bruce Bowen in the entire NBA, who doesn't know you yet?

I like to use bad tricks on weekdays, and what's even more excessive is that I still pretend to be innocent after I attack.

At this time, I am pretending to be innocent again, and I must be holding it back!

Chen Mo didn't expect that Bruce Bowen would not do good things on weekdays, which was too deep in the referee's impression.

For those bad players, if the referee says that they are not targeted, it is a ghost who doesn’t believe it.

After all, if you often make trouble and cause trouble on the court, such a player will always be the most annoying thing for the referee.

What's more, be a bad person, but Bruce Bowen is not in personnel affairs.

That's right, I broke the rules and always ran to the referee with an innocent look on my face, feeling all kinds of grievances and pleasing.

The referee was calm on the surface, and even under the requirements of professional qualities, he had to explain carefully to Bao Wen.

But at this time, the referee only had one sentence in his mind: Do you treat me as blind or as a fool?

No, the backlash is coming.

After finally suffering a loss, Bruce Bowen even wanted to complain to the referee, but the referee treated him as acting again.

Not to mention, a big shot said hello yesterday. Chen Mo should pay more attention to the game and treat him as a star.

Stars always have some privileges, of course, it doesn’t count if they are like Deng Daizi who are sent off with a smile.

To be honest, it was just an ordinary foul, and even Chen Mo was a little surprised when he heard this penalty.

However, this doesn't matter. You must be more comfortable if you take revenge, at least you can feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Just now, Chen Mo suddenly hit him, it was not that simple, and he deliberately elbowed.

This was what I learned from Capono at the beginning, putting the elbows around my waist, because the ribs of a person are the weakest.

Back in the game, Bruce Bowen stared at Chen Mo with anger on his face. Chen Mo was not polite and glared back.

From time to time, I clenched my fists and waved my elbows, as if you were trying it out.

Bruce Bowen was indeed timid. Of course, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Oh, I'm really wrong, I have to admit once again that Chen is not a softie, he's like Larry Bird, Reggie Miller.

It is impossible for a defensive player to take advantage of them with fierce fouls."

"Oh, so you changed your attitude?"

"Of course not, if Chen is Reggie Miller, then James is Jordan."

...

Perhaps it was the chaotic interference just now that Ginobili found an opportunity and suddenly made a cold arrow and hit a three-pointer.

39:35

With the Heat's offense, Bruce Bowen looked like he was trying his best to target Chen Mo, and he kept making various small moves.

Chen Mo was not polite either. He just raised his big elbows, looking like he hurt each other, and whoever cowarded first was the dog.

After a few rounds, Bao Wen felt a little stuffy in his chest, and probably said that he had been blue and purple.

What moved and depressed him even more was that Chen Mo really took the initiative and kept competing with him, not giving up any inch of land.

As for whether Chen Mo felt pain or not, of course it hurts, especially when he was hit by an elbow in his ribs just now, which made him suck in the air.

But it hurts, but if it hurts, who are he afraid of if he is immune to injury?

He suffered a loss, but Bao Wen was not much better, especially those few times he hugged and fell, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Such fierce confrontation directly increases the intensity of the competition between the two sides.

In the end, everyone was only concerned about confrontation, first, whether they could score a goal, and they couldn't lose in terms of momentum.

At the end of the first half, the Heat led the Spurs by 5 points 43:38, and both sides returned to the locker room.

As soon as he returned to the locker room, Bao Wen found a team doctor to check his health.

The moment he took off his clothes, the team doctor was stunned. He asked directly.

"Bruce, could you just have a boxing fight?"

Bao Wen has trouble saying that he was bullied by a rookie and such a shameful thing, will he still be able to mess around in the future?

"Mckey, my ribs are hurt a little. Please help me see it."

McKinicy pressed gently, and Bowen frowned, which made him feel a little nervous.

After some serious examination, McKinic said: "I suspect the rib fracture is cracked and needs further examination. You can't play the next game again."

"But the team can't live without me!"

"Okay, Bruce, I am the team doctor. Without my consent, you can't play."

Bruce Bowen still wanted to fight for it, but the pain in the ribs forced him to shut up.

For some reason, when he heard the team doctor's words, he felt a little relaxed.

Of course, Bruce Bowen will definitely not admit that he was injured and the team doctor refused to appear.

“What?”

After hearing this news, Popovich was stunned and it took a while to react.

"What's going on? Why did Bruce get injured?"

McKinic was speechless. Both of them were almost falling in the first half. Why did you think they were injured?

However, the head coach is the boss of the team, especially a big guy like Popovich, who chooses to admit defeat.

When he came back in the second half, Bao Wen did not show up, which surprised Chen Mo?

Even after the competition started, I didn't see Bao Wen. To be honest, Chen Mo was still a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!