Chapter 44 Mo Ning, you are a guard, be careful to be trampled to death by us
"Hey, Charles." Curry greeted Barkley first.
"Dell, your Hornets are doing well this year, fifth in the Eastern Conference." Barkley said with a smile.
After the two hugged, Curry smiled and said: "I hope, our team hasn't entered the playoffs yet."
"Hey, Charles."
"Hey, Larry."
Larry Johnson came up and gave Barkley a fist bump.
The two of them are of the same type, and they have always had a feeling of sympathy for each other, and they are relatively gay.
Wang Tiejun looked at Alonzo Mourning. They were both rookies in the same year. They were both centers. What the heck, their jersey numbers were both No. 33. He thought Mourning was his competitor in the NBA.
During this period of time, he has been attacked by the media, but Mourning was one of the two rookies who had the most trouble in the 1992 rookie class, and he was much more famous than him.
To be honest, he has only played a few games, and now he has no ability to compare with rookies like O'Neal and Mourning, and the media has never compared him with these two.
It's just that he regarded Mourning as a competitor, but looking at the way Mourning looked at him now, it didn't seem like he was.
Indeed, after Alonzo Mourning glanced at Lao Wang, he immediately looked away.
At that glance, his eyes were full of disdain, because he looked down on Lao Wang at all. In his opinion, Lao Wang was an offensive idiot who couldn't attack without the basket, and his mobility was not as good as him.
I don't have the strength or potential to compete with him.
The two groups of familiar people exchanged greetings and soon went their separate ways.
It just so happened that Wang Tiejun and Mour Ning came to a line, and they were both frozen there. No one had any intention of getting out of the way, and they were both waiting for the other to give way.
"Chinese, get out of the way."
Mourning waited for two seconds and saw that the Chinese man in front of him had no intention of letting him go. He couldn't help but feel a little angry and reprimanded in a deep voice.
Lao Wang raised his brows but made no move. He wanted to see how Mourning asked him to get out of the way.
There were several reporters following the two teams. When they saw them, they immediately became excited. They immediately opened the camera in their hands and started taking pictures.
The rest of the two teams also noticed the stalemate between the two and looked over.
Larry Johnson frowned, stood up, and prepared to help.
He didn't like Mourning because she disobeyed him. They had only been together for more than two months, but they already had conflicts and quarreled several times.
However, as a teammate, if a fight breaks out, and as a tough person, he will definitely help Mourning.
He knows the name of Wang Tiejun. This Chinese has not played in a few games, but he has already had several fights. He fought with Oakley and John Starks of the Knicks, O'Neal of the Magic, and recently injured the Mavericks.
Davis, this is a guy who can fight, but he wants to try the skills of this perverted Chinese coolie.
That is, he touched his butt, Xie Te, what if this Chinese chases his butt and spanks him? Damn perverted coolie!
"Get out of the way!"
Mourning pushed forward with his chest, and his forehead hit Wang Tiejun's nose.
He is only 208 centimeters tall and weighs 110 kilograms. He looks smaller than Lao Wang, but his aura is extremely fierce.
"What the hell!"
His nose was nudged and he felt a little sore. Wang Tie's gun was strong.
He had already mastered the iron mountain support. He exerted force under his feet, twisted his waist and abdomen, and his six forces instantly united into one, and he leaned forward suddenly with his right shoulder.
"Bang!"
With a muffled grunt, Mourning drove away, staggered backward, fell to the ground, fell on his butt, and rolled back again, which was very embarrassing.
"oh!"
Dozens of people present suddenly exclaimed.
"Kacha kacha..."
The reporters' cameras flashed crazily.
"..."
Larry Johnson, who was about to help, was stunned and attacked with his shoulder. What kind of move was this?
"Iron Mountain Damn!"
Barkley, Kevin Johnson and others shouted excitedly.
They were playing away games this week, otherwise they would have gone to Wang Tiejun's house to learn from Tieshan.
"Damn it, there are reporters here, I'm so embarrassed!"
Mourning gritted his teeth and got up, his face red and embarrassed.
"Hey, rookie..."
Barkley stood up, put one hand on Mourning's chest, pointed the other hand at the opponent's nose and shouted: "Be civilized, okay? You don't have enough strength and qualifications for him to let you, if you want to fight,
You're going to be in big trouble tonight."
"snort!"
Mo Ning snorted coldly, his temper still a bit tense.
"Okay, rookies, this is at their home court, using basketball, you can solve the problem on the court." At this time, Dell Curry stood up and pulled Mourning away.
"Okay, see you on the court, I will blow you to pieces, you offensive idiot." Mourning stared at Wang Tiejun and said coldly.
"I hope you fool will have the courage to confront me." Wang Tiejun said with undisguised contempt.
"What did you say?" Mourning became angry again.
"I said you are a fool, you are deaf, did you forget to wear your hearing aid?" Wang Tiejun shouted.
"Poof!"
Many people present burst into laughter.
"..."
Moning's nostrils doubled in size with anger, and his fists clenched.
"Hey, rookie, don't go too far!" Larry Johnson came up and yelled.
"Who are you? This is a matter for our inside players. If you come in as a defender, be careful not to be trampled to death by our random feet."
Wang Tiejun lowered his head and looked at Larry Johnson. The black brother in front of him lowered his head by almost a head. He looked like he was struggling, so he persuaded him kindly.
"Poof!"
Many people present laughed. They looked at Larry Johnson, then at Barkley, and laughed again.
"Damn perverted coolie, I want to see how you trample me to death today."
Larry Johnson was so angry at what Lao Wang said, "I'm a power forward, a power forward, not a guard. I played guard, but that was in high school, and then I grew taller, and I stopped doing it a long time ago."
Playing defender.
"Damn old K, what are you talking about?"
Barkley was also very annoyed. My real height is not as high as Larry Johnson. How can I play power forward? I am a flying pig in the air. Who can step on me to death?
Wang Tiejun seemed to feel that he was "insinuating" and quickly turned to Barkley and smiled: "Brother, I'm not talking about you."
There is no eight hundred taels of silver here, that is what he means now.
"gogogo, let's go."
Buckley was helpless and too lazy to pay attention to Lao Wang. He waved and shouted, turned around and left.
"Let's go too."
With this interruption, Dell Curry also pulled away from Mourning and led the Hornets away.
"Chinese, this is not over yet. See you on the court."
As he walked around Wang Tiejun, Mo Ning raised his chin and shouted.
"Small man, you are suitable to play small forward."
Wang Tiejun replied, and then quickly followed Barkley.
"you?"
Mourning was so angry that his nose became crooked.
"The news that broke today shows that this Chinese man has hurt others and been imprisoned. He is a ruthless character, but we must teach him a lesson and not let him ride on our heads."
Staring at Wang Tiejun's back, Larry Johnson said somewhat unhappily.
"Damn criminals..."
Mourning cursed at Wang Tiejun's back, turned around and said to Larry Johnson: "Larry, come on, let's fuck him together."
"ok!"
The two had many conflicts, but now they have reached an agreement under the influence of external forces.
