NBA backer king

Chapter 70 Revenge
At this time, the voice of the on-site commentator sounded over the arena: "This is the voice of the people of Dallas. They hate this Chinese. Maybe the league can consider closing the home of the Mavericks. But in that case, who will make up for the loss of the league's tickets? The league's top management? But don't forget, you are just workers, not the boss of this league."

His tone was full of sarcasm, because he knew too well that it was impossible for the league to close its home court. Ladas is a big ball market, and it brings huge ticket revenue to the league every year. All team owners would not allow officials to do that.

The game was broadcast live across the United States by TNT, and the commentators were Laitem and Dortmund. The two had explained the Suns game last time.

At this time, Dott said: "I heard the voices from the people of Dallas. The league should listen to such voices. A violent person who has committed multiple violent acts in a row and even been imprisoned for a year should be treated like this. The league should not support him."

"Perhaps, I heard that Mr. Stern is exploring the Chinese market. He is considering the Chinese market?" Laitern laughed in a teasing tone.

Dort laughed, and said with a smile: "China? A country that is so poor and naked, what market do they have? Do they have electricity there? Do they have TV?"

"Haha..." The two laughed loudly when they said this.

Like the two, most of the countless Americans who watched the game laughed.

They all think that what the two of them said makes sense. Does China have electricity?Is there a TV?China has a fart basketball market.

Game start.

Wang Tiejun jumped the ball with rookie center Shawn Lux, the fat-headed fish in the desert. He took off with all his strength, took the ball away first, and the Suns attacked.

Enter the frontcourt, come to the left wing low position and ask for the ball.

Sean Lux's strength and tonnage are not enough to support him. He is in a stable position. Knight passed the ball immediately without hesitation.

"Oh!"

After catching the ball, sticking to Lukes behind, and dribbling, it was the first time that he hit the ball completely close to the body, shaking the opponent's center of gravity.

Then, the second hit followed.

This time by playing with all his strength, he wants to solve Sean Lukes once and for all, completely clearing the obstacles to the basket.

"Oh!"

When Sean Lukes had just stabilized his center of gravity, he hit his upper body for the second time. Amid the heavy impact, he let out a muffled grunt, and his upper body suddenly fell back. He was instantly felled by the huge force, and fell to the floor with a bang.

And Wang Tiejun, turned around and stepped into the paint area, holding the ball behind his head with both hands, his figure exploded, and his whole body was pulled into an anti-bow shape in the air.

"Damn!"

On the weak side, Mavericks power forward Doug Smith returned to the basket. He weighed only 100 kilograms. Facing such a fierce behemoth attacking the basket, how dare he go up to the basket, he would be directly knocked into the air.

He absolutely didn't want to put his career on the line just for one defense, so he quickly dodged behind the baseline and ran away.

"Oh!"

Amidst the heavy smashing sound of the basket, the basket frame sank suddenly, so frightened that he thought it was about to collapse.

"Special!"

Wang Tiejun sighed secretly, his strength and explosive power were still a bit weak.

But once is not enough, then twice, sooner or later, the Mavericks' basket will be blown up to see how tough it is.

Looking back, the Mavericks missed a mid-range shot and went to the frontcourt of the Suns. He made a comeback and hit Sean Lukes back again.

"Take him!"

Mavericks coach Adu snapped.

"Oh!"

At this time, he has completed his first relying on hitting.

But the next moment, the second hit didn't follow, and he turned around and slipped to the bottom.

Sean Lukes was shocked, he didn't expect it at all, so he couldn't react in time.

"Oops!"

Doug Smith, who came to double-team, passed by Wang Tiejun, and he didn't stop him. He didn't expect his opponent to slip.

As opponents who have fought once, they also suffered a big loss at the hands of Wang Tiejun, so they specially studied his shooting habits.

They thought his post-up, though ferocious and violent, was stilted, with only a few variations.

Either he will always rely on hitting to the basket and then dunk, or if there is no attack time and when he cannot reach the basket, he will distribute the ball, or he will hit the basket after one or two hits, but he just didn’t expect him to slide the bottom after the first hit.

Not only them, but everyone didn't think of it, because Wang Tiejun never slipped the bottom after the first hit in the low post. This is the first time.

It was only three meters from the edge of the paint to the center of the basket. Wang Tiejun turned around and stepped into the paint. He grabbed the ball with his left hand. After a small step, he flew up, put his hands behind his head, and stretched his body completely into an arched shape. The next moment...

"boom!"

The next moment, under Wang Tiejun's frenzied attack on the basket, the entire basket suddenly sank downward, and then the transparent tempered glass instantly turned white and burst into countless small particles.

"Oh!"

Even when Wang Tiejun was attacking with the ball, the swearing did not stop. At this moment, it could not be heard anymore. Nearly [-] fans broke out in a tidy and loud exclamation, and then turned into a dead silence.

"..."

In the on-site commentary seat of the regional broadcaster, the two commentators finally closed their mouths. No, they opened their mouths wide enough to fit a giant hamburger.

"..."

Similarly, in the TNT live broadcast, Dortmund and Latem also opened their mouths wide, and their jaws were almost dislocated. They never thought that tonight's game would see such an opening.

"..."

All over the United States, countless Americans who watched the game opened their mouths.

"yeah!"

The Suns bench was boiling, and everyone rushed up from their seats, shouting towards the field with their fists raised.

"Old K, just do it to them!"

On the field, Barkley and the others rushed towards Wang Tiejun.

"Get me down!"

Wang Tiejun, who was still hanging on the basket, roared angrily at this moment, and pulled his hands hard.

"collapse!"

The basket, which was already loose, broke with a bang, and he ripped it from the basket.

"Oh!"

There was another loud exclamation at the scene.

"Shh!"

Then, the Mavericks fans who reacted booed Wang Tiejun the loudest. Their lungs were about to vomit, but they were still booing and cursing hard.

"Hohohoho..."

Two consecutive bursts of full power in an instant brought a superstar consumption of physical energy and a feeling of excessive exertion. Wang Tiejun fell to the ground and took several deep breaths in a row to replenish the blood oxygen concentration.

"Ow!"

He glanced coldly at the more than [-] Mavericks fans, and suddenly raised the basket in his hand angrily, roaring with a bestiality.

"Shh!"

This enraged the fans even more, and more boos broke out.

"Unfortunately, my current strength is too weak, and I can't knock down this damn basket by myself."

Wang Tiejun sighed inwardly, glanced at the basket, then ignored the five Mavericks players who were stunned, and began to celebrate with Barkley and others.

The players are off the field and the game enters a timeout.

Wang Tiejun grabbed his booty and walked to the bench under the protection of Barkley and others. Last time Philadelphia was robbed of one, this time he will not return the basket.

The Mavericks players looked at each other in blank dismay, but under the exaggeration of the media, Wang Tiejun has now become a representative of violent elements, and there is the villain Barkley next to him. They dare not come up to ask for it, so they can only watch him walk back to the Suns bench.

"Shh!"

As a result, huge boos and abuse erupted at the scene.

(End of this chapter)