The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 176 Large-scale social death scene

In fact, the teammates are well aware:

Although subjectively innocent, objectively they were all accomplices.

Seeing Tu Man pouring himself a large cup of wine as punishment, everyone felt uncomfortable.

A group of people surrounded the three of them, drinking and talking to each other...

Tu Man was quickly drunk.

He hugged Turkoglu's neck and cried:
"Jason, don't leave. You LSP, you don't mean anything. You haven't taught me how to hold a beautiful woman's head and tremble in the flowers..."

It was quiet all around, everyone stared at Richardson with great interest, it really is LSP, so you still like this tune?
Richardson blushed and stammered:

"Drink, drunk, this kid is drunk, drunk words, how can you believe drunk words?"

Before the words fell, Tu Man said in a daze:

"Also, how did you manage to tremble three times a minute, and I have to spend an hour anyway, causing Emma to always faint..."

The scene of a large social death!
Big brother, I beg you, can you shut up?
Richardson's face turned purple, and he rushed over to cover Tu Man's mouth.

As a result, he squirted out "Wow", Richardson covered his hands and was about to wipe something, when he saw the surrounding animals covering their mouths and shaking their shoulders from the corner of his eyes.

Richardson became furious, turned his head and shouted:

"What are you laughing at?"

Nash's face was flushed, he managed to take a breath, and said sullenly:

"No, we are all athletes and have undergone strict training. No matter how funny it is, we will never laugh. If you don't believe me, ask Grant!"

Richardson looked at Hill suspiciously. Hill had a gentlemanly face and was still very trustworthy.

I saw him with a straight face and burning eyes:

"I can't laugh. After all, we are brothers. What's so funny?"

Richardson was skeptical:

"Then why are you shaking your shoulders?"

Hill bit his cheek and said in a blunt tone:

"Tu Man's vomit is so disgusting, we are all trying not to vomit, it's very hard!"

When he said this, everyone nodded in agreement, shaking their shoulders desperately while nodding, "Hang Chi", "Hang Chi", it was really hard...

Richardson believed it, left Tu Man and ran to the house to wash his hands.

As soon as he walked away, the wine table by the pool was filled with joy. Hill and Nash hugged their necks, laughing until tears came out...

When Richardson came back, he saw everyone laughing up and down, how could he not know that these ghosts had deceived him?
A fierce son came over:

"I fought with you!"

Tu Man vomited a few mouthfuls, probably a little sober.

Holding Turkoglu's head, looking left and right, he suddenly said:

"Oh, I made a mistake!"

I buried my head and saw Richardson lying on top of Hill, staggered over, pulled him up, hugged his neck and started crying again.

While weeping, he said:

"Xidu, don't go, I'll help you find honey..."

sugar?

What is this?

Turkoglu had a sense of foreboding.

Before he could cover his mouth, Tu Man said again:
"The last time you licked that fat woman's PY, you said it was like honey. Could it be that she is a bee, what she eats is pollen, and what she pulls out is..."

Before he finished speaking, Turkoglu jumped over with a dark face and pressed his mouth.

"Hang Chi", "Hang Chi", "Hang Chi"!
Strange voices sounded.

The surrounding animals started shaking their shoulders again!
Turkoglu closed his eyes in pain, the way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the sky spare?
Just after laughing, Richardson died, and he died too...

Big brother, can't you sleep well when you're drunk?
Talking nonsense will cause sores!
Richardson couldn't hold it back any longer, let out a "poof" laugh, and let go, lying on the ground rolling, hugging his stomach and laughing loudly...

Turkoglu's face was swollen like an eggplant, and the veins on his neck were throbbing.

Just as he was about to speak angrily, Tu Man let out another "wow", Turkoglu quickly let go and got out of the way.

Tu Man shot out in one gulp!

Colorful juices poured over Turkoglu's shoulders.

It just so happened that Richardson rolled over and slapped him all over the face...

A sour smell came straight in from his nose with a strong smell of alcohol, and the wild laughter stopped abruptly. Richardson woke up instantly, his throat itched, and he let out a "vomit".

Turkoglu pushed Tuman away in disgust, Tuman sat down on the ground, looked at him, then at the retching Richardson, and suddenly burst into tears:

"Blame me!"

"It's all my fault for not defending the Mavericks' three-pointer!"

"Otherwise, why would you be sent away by that bastard Robert?"

"It's all because I can't jump high enough, because my hands are too short, and because I didn't guard Terry, Peja, and Marion. It's all my fault. Why are you leaving..."

Tu Man burst into tears, heartbroken.

Turkoglu's eyes were also red, and he knelt down half-kneeling, hugging his head and saying:

"I don't blame you, it's because I didn't live up to my expectations and didn't practice defense well!"

Tu Man cried:

"No, you stay here! I have grown taller this year, and my hands have also grown. I can defend three-pointers and everything. Don't leave..."

As soon as he cried like this, the atmosphere suddenly took a turn for the worse.

Richardson couldn't hold back immediately, hammering the floor and crying loudly, cursing while crying, scolding the boss, scolding the general manager, scolding the coach, scolding himself for not living up to expectations...

The animals who were laughing together just now were crying all over the place.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

Everyone was drunk that night.

The girls were always waiting for a seat, but they didn't wait for a horse to beat them with a club, and they were finally taken home empty-handed by the bus...

Early the next morning, before everyone woke up, Turkoglu and Richardson got up secretly and went straight to the airport. They were already magicians.

In this game, the Suns players sat neatly in the conference room.

Cheering them on through the TV, I hope the Magic can treat them tenderly. This is the only warmth left in the NBA business.

However, throughout the entire game, Turkoglu basically had no interaction with Warcraft. He only scored 8 points, 3 rebounds, 4 assists and 5 turnovers.

Affected by him, Warcraft only had 11 points and 15 rebounds.

Richardson was even more confused, making 10 of 1 shots and 4 of 0 three-pointers. He was even more undercover than undercover.

I can't live this day...

The Magic lost, and lost by dozens of points.

At the door of the house, being pressed and rubbed by the enemy on the ground at Christmas, it is simply a loss of dignity!
The general manager, Otis Smith, has cramp in his toes, his leather shoes have been perforated, and he is about to dig out a villa on the floor!

After paying such a high price and waiting for a full 10 months, the resentful couple was finally matched.

You just show me this?

The only good thing is that seeing the sad reminder of the 76ers, the Magic can be regarded as a timely stop loss.

Get rid of the big baggage of 1830 million...

Let's take it easy, after all, we've been divorced for two years, and the details are all unfamiliar.

Play a few more games and feel like there will always be some.

(End of this chapter)