At this time, the players of the two teams were facing each other, with Larry Johnson at the front of the Hornets, behind him was Mourning, in front was Barkley, and Wang Tiejun was behind Barkley.
"Don't mess around!" Buckley warned.
"I won't give anyone any face today, get out of the way." Larry Johnson yelled.
"You're the only one with a lot to do?"
Wang Tiejun took advantage of his tall body and long arms to slap Barkley past him, hitting Larry Johnson's head and hitting him with an oil hammer.
"boom!"
Larry Johnson was completely unprepared. Barkley was across from him. He was slapped on the top of his head, which made his head buzz instantly. The blood in his head rushed straight to the top, and he couldn't control his tears.
, came out in no time.
This means that Wang Tiejun is not very good at exerting force and only uses slaps. The force is not very strong and does no harm.
"Damn Chinese!"
However, the damage was not big, but the humiliation was big. Larry Johnson's face turned red immediately, and so did his eyes.
"He hit Larry Johnson again."
After the baseline, while holding up the camera and clicking, Rob Lundgren roared angrily.
"It's over, old K is causing trouble again!"
On the sidelines, head coach Paul Westphal and general manager Colangelo looked at each other.
"Don't mess around! We solve conflicts in the way of basketball."
Barkley hugged the extremely angry Larry Johnson, even hugging the latter's arms, and loudly advised him.
"Fuck your basketball style, who did it first? Let me go!" Larry Johnson cursed while struggling.
"Bang!"
Kevin Johnson came up and secretly elbowed Larry Johnson in the stomach. The latter was hugged and had nowhere to hide.
"mean!"
Larry Johnson glared at Kevin Johnson angrily and yelled at Barkley: "Let me go!"
"Don't be impulsive, we value peace." Buckley shouted loudly.
"Beep beep beep..."
At this time, the referee risked his life and intervened, separating Wang Tiejun and Mourning who were about to start the fight. The shrill whistle kept blowing.
"Okay, okay, be quiet, we are still playing." At this time, Barkley let go of Larry Johnson.
Larry Johnson was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He felt that the damn fat guy Barkley was too despicable. Those who quarreled were not good people. In future fights, he should first join forces to fight against the quarrelsome guy.
Mourning was okay, his forehead was a little red and swollen from the impact, but when he looked at Wang Tiejun's head, it was also a little red and swollen, so he didn't suffer.
The referee executed the penalty and gave Wang Tiejun a physical foul, calming the on-court conflict.
"Only one sexual infraction? Did the referee take dirty money?" Rob Lundgren said angrily after the baseline.
The words were a little too loud, and the referee heard them. He turned his head and glanced at Longger, with a flash of sternness in his eyes, then walked to the referee and whispered a few words, and pointed at Longger.
Immediately, the referee glanced at Lundgren and then walked towards the league officials at the scorer's table.
"Damn it!"
Lundgren knew something was wrong as soon as he saw it.
The game was suspended due to the referee. One minute later, an official came to the press box with two security personnel and said to Longgren: "Sir, because of your personal issues, I have to ask you to leave here now. Please follow me."
bring it on."
"I protest..." Longger stood up angrily and shouted.
But before he finished speaking, the official waved his hand, and two security guards immediately came up, held him hostage, and took him outside the venue.
"I will make this public in the media. This matter is not over yet." He turned to the official angrily.
"That's your business." The official said coldly.
Subsequently, Rob Lundgren was forcibly driven away from the scene.
The game restarted with Mourning making a free throw. The previous foul by Wang was not a free throw because it did not reach the number of fouls.
"brush!"
Mourning's free throws were still very accurate, with a 78% hit rate and he was a solid free throw.
Wasps attack.
"Muggsy, give me the ball."
On the low right wing, Mourning couldn't stand under Lao Wang's top defense and his strength was greatly reduced. He took a step outside and opened his hand to ask for the ball at the top of the key.
Muggsy Bogues, the shortest player in the history of the league, is also one of the fastest players. He is only 160 centimeters tall and is nicknamed Bugs. He has a double-double this season as a small point guard.
, is a very outstanding performance, and he is definitely the best example for ordinary people to learn from.
He was about to break through, and when he saw Mourning asking for the ball, he gave it to the rookie.
Mourning caught the ball, took two steps away from the paint area, and began to confront Wang Tiejun.
This is not because he had a conflict with Wang Tiejun and therefore confronted Wang Tiejun, but because he had this style of confrontation when playing in singles in the low post.
His free throw shooting is good, but his shooting touch is average, and because of his strong strength, he always uses a hard-on approach when playing in singles in the low post.
But when he plays hard in the low post, it usually leads to a one-on-four situation. Because his passing ability is not good, he is not tall enough, and he has no vision in the low post, he can only play by himself and cannot pass out.
However, with his physique, he can only compete with some ordinary centers. When he encounters centers with better defense, or big centers, it is not enough.
It just so happens that Wang Tiejun is the big center that he is not good at fighting against.
After he caught the ball, he immediately began to lean over and dribble, hitting Lao Wang with his back.
This time he leaned down, and with his height, he was immediately shorter than Lao Wang, and his head only reached Lao Wang's chest.
"Little shorty, come under my crotch, it's very convenient for you." Lao Wang defended himself while talking trash.
"Bang!"
Mourning had a mouthful of old blood in his throat and almost spurted it out. In anger, he swung his arm and elbowed Old Wang's chest.
"Beep!"
The elbow strike was too big and obvious, so the referee blew the whistle.
"Damn escaped prisoner!" Mourning dropped the ball and cursed through gritted teeth.
What he regrets most about his talent is that he is not tall enough, which makes his talent one level behind the three super centers. Wang Tiejun's words just hit his pain point.
"Super dwarf, what qualifications do you have to play center? Be careful of getting trampled to death. Get out and play point guard." Wang Tiejun's pain point was poked again, and he immediately replied.
"Who are you calling the super dwarf?" A voice sounded from below, with a very angry tone.
"Who is it?" Wang Tiejun looked around and saw no one.
"Where are you looking? Here, look down." The voice said even more angrily.
"Haha, man, I finally found you."
The old Dynasty looked on the floor and saw, well, the point guard of the Chinese Hornets was staring at him with an angry look on his face.
"Who are you calling the super dwarf? Are you discriminating against me? When I was playing in the league, you were still serving a sentence in a Chinese prison."
Boggs said angrily.
"What are you talking about? I was wronged." Lao Wang roared angrily.
Members of the two teams gathered around again.
"Don't be impulsive. If anyone strikes again, I will punish him."
When the referee saw this, he rushed forward nervously and separated the two of them.
"He said I was a super short and he was discriminating against me." Boggs shouted to the referee angrily.
"You idiot, your height does not need me to say you are short? I am talking about that guy, No. 33 of the Hornets, I said he is super short, did I say you?" Lao Wang scolded angrily.
road.
Boggs' face twitched. Damn the Chinese. Alonzo is 208 centimeters tall, and I'm only 160 centimeters tall. He's a super short, so am I a reptile?
But since it wasn't about him, he stopped talking and stepped aside, and the quarrel ended.
When Lao Wang saw that Boggs stopped pestering him, he rolled his eyes. Brother Black's IQ is really worrying. It's not that I didn't say you are short, but you are too short. There is no need for me to say, super, super short.
Short, shorter than my two sisters. I was taller than you when I was eight or nine years old.
