The last time the two teams played against each other was in the regular season last season. There were not many grievances before, but that was in the past, and the grievances now are quite big.
Last season, Lao Wang knocked out the postman with an elbow and gave him a concussion. After that, the two never met again. What will happen on and off the field in this meeting is of interest to everyone from the media to the fans.
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Therefore, this game attracted a lot of attention and was broadcast live across the United States. At the same time, CCTV also chose to broadcast the game live. Countless media rushed to Phoenix and attended the press conference held by the Jazz in the hotel.
The postman sat on it with a cold face. There was an eye-catching scar seven or eight centimeters long on his forehead, which made him look fierce.
"Xiao Su, Tie Jun tore it open with his elbow, did you see that?" Zhang Lili introduced to Su Qun among the reporters.
"This guy is so fierce!'
Just as the postman glanced over, his eyes shrank, and Su Qun whispered.
At this time, the question-and-answer session began, and Zhang Lili quickly raised his hand.
However, the host did not turn over his cards and gave the first question to the ABC TV reporter.
The reporter asked: "Postman, you and Lao K haven't touched each other since last season. What will you have with him this time... um, just communication?"
Postman Ma Long snorted in his heart. After more than half a year, his hatred for that Chinaman has not diminished at all. Instead, it has become deeper and stronger. As that damn rookie won the championship, his hatred was deep in his bones.
"I will communicate with him well so that he will never forget it.'
When he opened his mouth, his voice was like steel, full of coldness and ruthlessness, as well as gloom and cruelty.
"Oops, there will be trouble in tomorrow's game. This guy's elbow is very powerful. He is known as Dr. Iron Elbow. Last time Tie Jun struck first and he suffered a big loss. I don't know what he will do this time."
Zhang Lili said anxiously in a low voice.
"Then what should we do?" Su Qun asked anxiously.
"Langzai, let's see how Tie Jun copes with it. We can only give you a reminder." Zhang Li said.
When asked the next question, he raised his hand again, and this time with good luck, the host actually pointed at him.
Taking the wheat from the staff, he happily asked: "Hello, postman...
"Chinese?" the postman asked, interrupting Zhang Lili.
"Uh, yes." Zhang Li said.
"Tell me, that damn boy, Old K, that his good days are over and I will never let him go."
The postman stared fiercely at Zhang Lili and his words were extremely cold.
Zhang Lili was not frightened and replied: "Postman, are you threatening me?"
"You can understand it whatever you want, that's your business." The postman said coldly.
At this time, Wang Tiejun was in the restaurant of the training base at the headquarters, eating lunch and watching TV programs. "Old K, be careful, he won't let you go," Kevin Johnson reminded.
"Uh-huh!'
He nodded while eating, but in his mind he was thinking about whether he should strike first this time.
There are only those who are thieves every day, and there are no people who can guard against thieves every day. Instead of always being on guard against the postman's hidden tricks, it is better to kill him first. Now that the postman has made it clear that he wants to deal with him, he will be passive if he doesn't strike first.
At this time, Jazz’s press conference was over.
Black and White, good friends, lived in the same room. At this time, Stockton said: "Karl, that kid is very bad and his hands are very dark. You must be early to make your move. Don't be robbed by him like last time."
First.'
Postman Ma Long was startled and suddenly felt a pain in his forehead. He couldn't help but touch the huge scar across his eyebrows. The hatred in his heart suddenly surged like a huge tide. He couldn't help but nodded heavily.
This time he had to take a heavy blow and deal with that damn Chinaman once and for all, so that he could calm down the anger in his heart and let out the bad breath that was suppressed in his heart.
November 27th, game day.
The game time was 8:30, and at 6:30 in the evening, the Suns team's bus drove into the underground parking lot of the American West Arena.
Generally, parking lot No. 1 of the arena is closed and is reserved for people who use the arena and some VIPs. Tonight, it belongs to the Suns, Jazz, and some VIPs.
The Suns came up from the underground parking lot, and a group of more than 30 people walked along the somewhat dim corridor to the home team's locker room. The rumble of footsteps echoed in the narrow corridor, like an army on the move.
"Old K, how are you going to deal with the postman's provocation?" asked the team reporter Hammer Larry.
"I am a civilized person, and I will advise him not to use violence. I am sure it is not a good business." Wang Tiejun said. "What are you going to use to persuade him?" Larry asked.
He tightened his iron bowl-sized fists and said with a smile: "What else can I use? Naturally, I will use the method he is best at."
"Pfft! Haha,
Some people in the team couldn't help laughing, and then more people laughed
Zhang Lili and Su Qun were also in the crowd. Hearing these words, Lao Zhang, who knew Wang Tiejun well, smiled knowingly, while the latter asked with a confused expression, "Director Zhang, what is the postman best at?'
As Lao Zhang walked, he whispered in his ear: "Violence, what else can there be?"
"Violence? Hey, hiss!'
Su Qun almost bit off his own tongue, it was so painful that he burst into tears.
Walking among the management a little behind, Colangelo's heart skipped a beat. He remembered what the postman said to the media yesterday. He wanted to give Old K an unforgettable experience, and Old K was definitely not a good-tempered person.
Something big might happen tonight.
He needs to strengthen his security forces to prevent off-field conflicts between the two sides.
But when it comes to the court, it's out of his control, and that's what worries him the most.
The postman was too cunning and committed many flagrant fouls without any concern for the safety of others. He was a little worried that the postman would do something serious to Old K. For this reason, he had just repeatedly told Old K to be careful.
When they came to the locker room, the players were doing their own things. Colangelo stayed for a few minutes and then left. He was going to arrange security forces and bring in another security team.
Wang Tiejun looked at the door from time to time, then at Kevin Johnson and the others, and then at the door again, as if he was waiting for something.
After waiting for two or three minutes, he couldn't sit still anymore. He got up and walked to the door, pulled his head out and took a look. The media was no longer there, and Mr. Colangelo had also left.
"Old K, who are you looking for?
The coaching staff was outside and looked suspicious at him. Assistant coach Lewis asked.
'It's nothing, coach.'
He chuckled, turned around and greeted his teammates: "Let's go, hurry up, move faster."
“go!go!go!’
Kevin Johnson and Dan Mulley immediately stood up and greeted.
A group of people had already agreed to go to the visiting team's locker room to offer condolences, and now they followed Wang Tiejun and swarmed out.
Liu Changfeng also followed behind. He knew that his cousin was looking for trouble, so he didn't feel anything.
Isn't it just fighting? In the countryside of Cangzhou, everyone has practiced a few tricks. Fighting is so common that it doesn't matter at all.
Even in the villages, he has experienced many armed fights, ranging from dozens of people to hundreds or even thousands of people, with swords, guns and sticks, and even in the early years, there were even guns and cannons, and there were casualties every time.
Appear,
The so-called law does not rule the crowd, and everyone is happy with this. This method of solving problems is the most direct and refreshing. The losing party will give in without hesitation, and come back next time if it is not convinced.
There is nothing else like it in Greater China. If it were not for the severe suppression from above, the martial arts culture would have exploded in the countryside.
This is still a battle between villages. A battle between large clans can even develop into a melee involving thousands of people. It is almost the same as a medium-sized battle. After a melee, there are countless casualties, and it is common for dozens of people to die.
Something.
"Old K, what are you doing?" Head coach Westphal asked quickly.
"Coach, we have to go visit our guests." He responded loudly and quickened his pace.
"Inform Mr. Colangelo quickly." Westphal said with a headache.
A group of people trotted to the players' tunnel. The entire corridor was full of rumbling running sounds, like an army charging. It was not yet seven o'clock, the fans had not entered the venue, and the security personnel had not yet been in place. They
He rushed directly to the visiting team's locker room.
Outside the visiting team's locker room were the Jazz's management and coaching staff. When they heard the intensive running, they were a little confused and didn't know what was going on.
“Oops!,
But soon, a giant appeared around the corner, it was Old K of the Suns, followed by a large group of Suns players, looking menacing. They knew something was wrong, the home team was coming, and they quickly stopped in front.
.
"Hurry up, the Suns are knocking on the door." A staff member pushed open the locker room door and yelled inside. "What?" The Jazz players were stunned.
Tom Chambers, who was traded to the Jazz, was also stunned. What should he do?
'Damn it!'
The same goes for the postman. He never thought about how the Suns had the guts to hit the goal off the court. But with a sharp flash in his eyes, it was just right, so he would deal with that damn kid off the court.
He immediately stood up and rushed towards the door. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the roar of head coach Jerry Sloan. "Old K, what do you want to do?
"Coach, let me do it.'
He immediately strode out, separated from the crowd, and stood at the front.
Fifteen steps in front of Jazz, Wang Tiejun changed from a trot to a quick walk and strode towards him. His stern voice echoed through the corridor: "Postman, you want to make me unforgettable forever. I'll give you a chance now. Come on,
Duel like a cowboy, you and I will fight at your own risk."
As soon as Jerry Sloan saw Wang Tiejun's appearance, he knew that things could not get better. He quickly retreated and shouted: "Hurry, contact security."
"Single combat? Just what I want.'
At this time, the postman also clenched his fists and rushed forward, shouting sternly: "Damn boy, come on, I will beat you to death!
With a big step, the two of them were instantly within attacking distance.
Wang Tiejun was the first to throw a punch, but it was empty from the top, and the leg sweep from the bottom was real. When the postman avoided the attack from the top, he twisted his right leg together, twisted his waist and hips, and with a snap, he swept the latter with his leg.
The outside of the left calf.
The postman's upper body strength was not weaker than his, but his lower body strength was weaker than his. He was staggered. He took advantage of the momentum and took a step forward, hitting his opponent in the face with a cannon punch.
‘Bang!’
With an ouch, the postman was immediately knocked to the ground, his nose began to bleed, and the nose bone that was broken last year was probably broken again. "Oh! '
Kevin Johnson A group of Suns players immediately roared with excitement.
The postman was punched down, and everyone on the Jazz team opposite was stunned and panicked.
"Old K, don't mess around!" Jerry Sloan shouted sternly.
"In a one-on-one fight, no one should interfere. This is the rule of the Western cowboys.
Wang Tiejun looked across at the Jazz crowd and yelled at the postman on the floor: "Get up, you weakling. I thought you were capable. Get up and fight me. I haven't touched you since I knocked you unconscious last year."
It's very itchy.'
'Damn it!'
The postman, whose face was covered in blood, turned over and got up. In anger, he rushed forward with teeth and claws.
"You were the one who did it!'
Lao Wang roared angrily, and when his opponent rushed in, he gave him a jab and a kick.
This is the basic kicking technique of Bajiquan. The difference from kicking is that the kicking technique has changes. There are no other changes in the basic kicking technique of Bajiquan. It is just one move. Use the sole of your front foot to kick the wooden stake continuously.
Make a pair of iron feet with your feet and kick until you can break a few bricks with one random kick.
He mainly practices Tieshan Kou and doesn’t practice much other Bajiquan techniques, but he has practiced these basic skills since he was a child. Although he hasn’t practiced them since he played basketball in junior high school and is not as good as a real Bajiquan master, his skills
The feet are still very hard, and the bone density is much greater than that of the average person's feet, especially the forefoot.
"predict!'
This kick hit the postman's left foot right in the face, making a sound like a wooden stake being kicked.
"ah!
The postman felt a stinging sensation instantly enter his brain, as if he had been stabbed by a steel needle, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.
Taking advantage of his opponent's confusion, Lao Wang took a step forward and got close in an instant. A real iron mountain exploded from the blow. The terrifying power was like a giant bear's attack, unstoppable.
"Bang!'
There was a heavy impact, and the 117-kilogram postman was instantly thrown up several meters, and then hit the Jazz team behind him. Six or seven people fell in front of him, and the entire corridor was in a mess.
"oh!
The Suns were also frightened and screamed one after another.
"Karl?"
There was chaos on the Jazz side.
"Asshole...ahem...damn it!" the postman roared and got up again.
His chest muscles were so thick that he was fine, but his face was pale from the impact, he was wheezing and coughing, and he was a little short of breath. But in fact, this was just an appearance. He felt a dull pain in several ribs, which were either broken or cracked.
Wang Tiejun was also surprised. He is indeed the strongest guy in the NBA. If he can carry it, let’s do it again.
The postman rushed forward, holding a pair of fists with his fists to protect his head. Wang Tiejun turned his feet and walked in circles to prevent him from kicking him again.
"Be careful, old K!'
When Kevin Johnson saw the postman getting into a boxer's stance, he immediately reminded him.
Wang Tiejun did not raise his legs again. The postman was smaller and more flexible than him. He used two bottom attacks, and his opponent must have been on guard.
He tried two punches, but was blocked by his opponent's boxing frame.
Just when he was released due to punching, the postman took the opportunity to get closer, and with a series of left and right uppercuts, he was forced to take a small step back.
At this moment, the postman took the opportunity to get closer, twisted his waist and abdomen, and while waving his right arm, he hit his head with an elbow with all his strength.
At this moment, the bear step started, and the right (rear) foot quickly moved backward. At the same time, the upper body instinctively leaned back to let the elbow pass. The tip of the postman's right elbow brushed his mouth.
"What the hell, is this going to kill me?'
He took another step back, distanced himself a little, and got closer to the wall.
I feel a little scared in my heart. If I had been hit by this elbow just now, with the strength of the postman, I would not be able to open his gourd?
He could see that if the postman elbowed him with all his strength, it would be very possible to blow his skull.
At this time, the red-eyed postman rushed forward again, his elbows were like knives and he was as fierce as a tiger.
He was not a good-tempered person to begin with. He had just escaped a difficulty, and now when he saw his opponent coming up again, he couldn't help but feel jealous. He didn't care about anything and wanted to defeat his opponent first.
"Bang!
He kicked the postman back half a step, then stepped forward, elbowed him sideways, and struck him with a fierce elbow to the heart.
Seeing Wang Tiejun's fierce approach, the postman also punched him, and both of them were hit at the same time.
"Bang!"
The punch was longer than the elbow. Wang Tiejun went forward and received a punch. He was hit in the face and hit his left eye. The moment he was hit, stars shot out. "Bang!'
Almost at the same time, he also elbowed the postman on the chest.
"Well!'
The postman groaned, and his body was instantly pushed forward, hitting the wall behind him with a bang. A hanging picture was slapped on the wall.
This was more brutal than the iron mountain hit just now. The postman was beaten so much that the blood in his chest surged upwards. There was already blood coming out of his nose. The stinging pain in his chest instantly hit his head. He probably had some broken ribs, especially
It was the thoracic vertebrae, which felt like a knife had been inserted into it, causing him great discomfort. It might have been broken there as well.
That is to say, he hit Wang Tiejun first, otherwise he might be killed directly by this elbow.
But he was also a very cruel person. He was beaten until he vomited blood, but he still roared angrily. With the force of his waist and abdomen, he pushed his back against the wall. He moved his feet, swung his elbow and hit Wang Tiejun on the head with one elbow.
"Bang!'
Wang Tiejun was also hit so hard that his face hurt. His right cheekbone felt as if he had been struck by a knife. His face was torn instantly, blood gushed out, and he took half a step back.
However, in terms of damage, it was not enough. The entire head, chin and temples were very damaging, but the cheekbones on both sides were less damaged and would not easily have an impact on the cerebellum. He received an elbow and did not feel any dizziness.
At this time, the postman rushed forward again, his elbow was already raised, and he was about to hit him with another elbow.
He gritted his steel teeth and punched the postman in the face, knocking him back against the wall. Then he stepped forward and slammed his right elbow forward like a knife.
‘Bang!’
He was 9 centimeters taller than the postman, and his elbow instantly hit the upper part of the postman's head, causing the postman's head to shake violently and hit the wall.
He was furious at this moment and was about to continue the attack, but realized something was wrong. The postman fell directly to the floor and became unresponsive, so he stopped.
The two giant beasts were fighting fiercely in the narrow corridor. No one dared to step forward to stop them. Only when they stopped did anyone dare to step forward.
"Old K, let's go, let's go.'
Kevin Johnson and others came up and pulled Wang Tiejun away.
"Are you okay, Tie Jun?" Liu Changfeng asked.
"It's okay." Lao Wang said.
"Karl?
Stokes looked at the postman who fell against the wall. A large piece of scalp had been lifted off his head, the white bones were stained red, and blood was gushing. He was heartbroken at the moment.