NBA Backer King: Chapter 46 forced eviction

  Chapter 46 Forced Eviction

   At this time, the players of the two teams were on top of each other. Larry Johnson was in front of the Hornets, behind him was Mourning, in front was Barkley, and Wang Tiejun was behind Barkley.

   "Don't mess around!" Barkley warned.

   "No one's face today, get out of the way." Larry Johnson roared.

   "Is it just you?"

  Wang Tiejun relied on his stature and long arms. He slapped Barkley in the past, slammed into Larry Johnson's heavenly cover, and gave him an oil hammer to pierce the top.

   "Boom!"

Larry Johnson was completely unprepared. Barkley was still there. He was slapped on the top of the head with a slap, and the slap made a "hum" in his head. The blood in his head rushed to the top, and the tears could not be controlled. , came out immediately.

   This means that Wang Tiejun is not good at exerting force, and he only uses slaps. The force is not really big, and there is no harm.

   "Damn Chinese!"

   However, the harm was not great, the humiliation was great, and Larry Johnson's face was red and his eyes were red.

   "He hit Larry Johnson again."

  Behind the bottom line, while holding the camera, Rob Lundgren shouted angrily.

   "It's over, old K is doing something again!"

   On the sidelines, coach Paul Westphal and general manager Colangelo looked at each other.

   "Don't mess around! We use basketball to resolve conflicts."

   Barkley hugged Larry Johnson, who was extremely angry, and even clasped the latter's arms, and persuaded loudly.

   "Fuck your way of basketball, who did it first? Let me go!" Larry Johnson scolded while struggling.

"boom!"

   Kevin Johnson posted it and stabbed Larry Johnson in the stomach with an elbow. The latter was hugged and had nowhere to hide.

   "Despicable!"

  Larry Johnson glared at Kevin Johnson angrily, and yelled at Barkley: "Let me go!"

   "Don't be impulsive, we value peace," Barkley exclaimed.

   "Di Di Di..."

   At this moment, the referee risked his life to intervene, separating Wang Tiejun and Mo Ning who were about to fight, and the shrill whistle blew endlessly.

   "Okay, okay, be quiet, we're still playing." At this time, Barkley released Larry Johnson.

  Larry Johnson was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He thought Barkley, the **** fat man, was too despicable, and those who fought side by side were not good people. In future fights, the guys who fought together first.

  Morning was okay, his forehead was a little red and swollen, but he looked at Wang Tiejun's head, and it was still a little red and swollen, he didn't suffer.

   The referee took the penalty and gave Wang Tiejun a foul, which calmed down this on-court conflict.

   "Only one violation? Did the referee collect black money?" Rob Longer said angrily after the bottom line.

   These words were a little too loud, and the referee heard them. He turned his head and glanced at Lundgren, a stern voice flashed in his eyes, then walked over to the referee and whispered a few words, and pointed to Lundgren.

  Immediately, the referee glanced at Lundgren, then walked towards the league officials at the scorer's desk.

"damn it!"

  Lundgren knew at a glance that something was wrong.

The game was suspended because of the referee, and a minute later, an official brought two security personnel to the press booth and said to Lundgren: "Sir, because of your personal problems, now I have to ask you to leave here, please follow me. bring it on."

   "I protest..." Lundgren stood up angrily and roared.

   But before he finished speaking, the official waved his hand, and two security guards immediately came up to hold him hostage and took him outside the venue.

   "I will disclose this matter in the media, this matter is endless." He turned his head angrily and said to the official.

   "That's your business." The official said coldly.

   Subsequently, Rob Lundgren was forcibly removed from the scene.

  The game restarted, Mourning made one free throw and one free throw. Pharaoh's foul in front of him did not count for the number of fouls, so there was no free throw.

"brush!"

  Mourning's free throws are still very accurate, with a 78% hit rate and a steady penalty.

   Hornets attack.

   "Magsy, give me the ball."

   The right wing was low, Mourning couldn't stand under the top defense of Pharaoh, and his strength was much worse. He took a step away and opened his hand to ask for the ball at the top of the arc.

Muggie Boggs, the shortest player in league history, is also one of the fastest players. He is only 160 cm. Nicknamed the bug, he has played a double-double this season as a small point guard. , is a very good performance, he is definitely the best role model for ordinary people.

   He was about to break through and saw Mourning want the ball, so he gave it to the rookie.

  Morning caught the ball, took two steps from the paint area, and started to fight Wang Tiejun hard.

   This is not because he has a conflict with Wang Tiejun, so he is **** Pharaoh, but because he is this hard-hitting style when he is playing in the low post.

   His free throws are good, but his shooting feel is average, and because of his strong strength, when he plays low-post singles, he is always a tough way.

   But when he plays hard in the low post, he usually forms a one-on-four situation, because his passing ability is not good, his height is not enough, and he has no vision in the low post, so he can only play by himself and cannot pass out.

   It's just that with his physique, he can only fight against some ordinary centers, and it's not enough to meet a center with better defense, or a big center.

   Coincidentally, Wang Tiejun is a big center who is not good at fighting.

   Immediately after he caught the ball, he began to lean over to dribble and hit Pharaoh with his back.

   This leaning over, with his height, immediately shortened Pharaoh a lot, and the top of his head only reached Pharaoh's chest.

   "Little Dwarf, stick through my crotch, it's very convenient for you." Pharaoh defended and spat out trash talk.

"boom!"

  Morning gushed a mouthful of old blood into his throat and almost spurted it out. In anger, he put his arm and elbow on Old Wang's chest.

   "Di!"

  The elbow was too big and too obvious, and the referee blew his whistle.

   "Damn jailbreaker!" 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 lower than the three super centers. What Wang Tiejun said just now directly touched his pain point.

   "Super dwarf, what qualifications do you have to play center, be careful to be trampled to death, get out of the perimeter and play point guard." Wang Tiejun's pain point was stabbed again, and he spouted back immediately.

   "Who are you calling a super dwarf?" A voice sounded below, with a very angry tone.

   "Who is it?" Wang Tiejun looked around, but saw no one.

   "Where to look? Here, look down." The voice was even more angrier.

   "Haha, man, I finally found you."

  The old dynasty looked at the floor, well, the point guard of the Chinese Hornets was staring at him angrily.

   "Who are you calling a super dwarf? Are you discriminating against me? When I played in the league, you were still serving time in a Chinese prison."

   Boggs said angrily.

   "What did you say, I was wronged." Old Wang roared angrily.

   The players of the two teams gathered around again.

   "Don't be impulsive, whoever does it again, I'll send him off."

   Seeing this, the referee also rushed up nervously and separated the two.

   "He said I was a super dwarf, and he was discriminating against me." Boggs shouted to the referee angrily.

"You idiot, do you still need me to say that you are short for your height? I am talking about that guy, No. 33 of the Hornets. I said he was a super short, did I say you?" Pharaoh cursed angrily. road.

  Borggs twitched, **** Chinese, Alonzo is 208 cm, I am only 160 cm, he is a super dwarf, so am I a reptile?

   But since he wasn't talking about him, he stopped talking, stepped aside, and the quarrel was over.

Old Wang rolled his eyes when he saw that Boggs was no longer pestering him. The IQ of the black brother is really worrying. It's not that I don'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.

   (end of this chapter)