I was banned from the Olympics for being too strong

Chapter 227 Show off the prestige of our country!

Tencent live broadcast room.

hiss!
Tang Yi, Guo Qilin, and Xiao Qi, who were still furious at first, gasped when they saw Paul's red and swollen palm print in the close-up, and couldn't help but pat their heads.

At first they thought the opponent was blowing a black whistle, but after seeing the slap print, the three of them knew why the referee called Mo Lang an offensive foul.

If you just blocked it, they might call Paul a flagrant foul.

But you are not blocking, this is obviously like practicing iron sand palms, leaving a slap mark on someone's head.

This strength is really a bit...depressing!
This scene also reminds people of Lopez, who likes to play dirty balls.

The last time I stepped on my feet deliberately, the result was that the back of my instep was cracked and I was scrapped directly.

They originally thought that Lopez's villain would be punished, but now that they saw the top of Paul's head, they immediately thought about it and became terrified.

It seems that Mo Lang is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

But even so, none of them blamed Mo Lang, because most of the people on the court who like to make dirty moves would like to drag his whole family over to scold them together.

How did you give birth to such a dog thing?

If you don't know how to play basketball, don't play, and come here to harm others, will you die?

For those who play dirty, everyone expects them to die suddenly.

It's because it's so disgusting, even more disgusting than the kind of square aunt who occupies the basketball court and dances.

With these two examples, when many NBA teams are playing against the Huaxia team, those who want to do dirty moves probably have to estimate it.

"Hiss, I wanted to curse Paul's family just now, so why do I have some sympathy for Paul now?"

"Hiss~ I also have some sympathy for the other party, but after thinking about it, this is really gratifying!"

"Hahaha, I didn't have the slightest sympathy. Instead, I laughed out loud. There was a guy in our neighborhood who liked to do dirty things. Later, he was beaten up by some of us and he became much more honest."

"That's right, especially for Paul, it's a pervert for a man to do this kind of action!"

"It's what they deserve. Why don't people who play so dirty on the court die?"

Obviously otherwise, those who watched the live broadcast had more or less encountered some people who liked dirty moves on the court.

For this kind of person, there is no one who does not hate it.

Because in their view, this is no different from breathing wounds.

"..."

Looking at the red and swollen palm print on Paul's head on the screen, the corners of Zhang Sheng's mouth twitched.

It seems that Ah Lang is playing hard.

But it deserves it, if it's him, it's good not to cripple him.

But the referee only gave Mo Lang an offensive foul, which is understandable.

After all, it was Paul who had the tendency to invade the opponent first, and Mo Lang was just defending, maybe he was using too much force.

Soon the medical staff arrived, and Mo Lang was actually fine, saying that he would just take a rest.

But Paul felt his head was buzzing, and upon examination it turned out to be a slight concussion, which surprised the doctor, how hard was the slap.

Slight concussion can be photographed on the top of the head, but fortunately it is not very serious, and it will be fine after a few days of rest.

Without Paul, the stadium does look a lot cleaner.

Under the leadership of Mo Lang, the Huaxia team directly crushed the Suns with a huge score of 100 to 28.

The Suns were like deflated balloons, and the last two quarters became garbage time.

Mo Lang then took the ball and scanned all the fans of the Suns.

He said coldly: "Is this the pride of you white people and black people?"

"What right do you have to discriminate against others? Especially you black people? Have you forgotten the result of being discriminated against by white people?"

"If anyone still refuses to accept it and dares to discriminate against the Huaxia team, discriminate against Huaxia, I can compete with you on the basketball court, and I can accompany you at any time in the fighting arena!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Lang took the basketball and rushed to the Suns' basket, stepped out, raised the basketball high above his head with both hands, and smashed it into the basket!

boom!
An unprecedented loud noise shook the scalps of everyone present.

Immediately there was another loud bang, and the basketball stand finally couldn't withstand Mo Lang's violent dunk, and fell directly onto the basketball stand.

At this moment, Mo Lang was like a god of war who was the one man who guarded the gate and the man who could not be opened. All the fans of the Suns shut their mouths and stared at the monster on the court in horror.

Especially the foreigner who was about to yell about asking Mo Lang to go to the boxing ring just now, he was so scared that he could hardly hold back his urine, his legs went limp, and cold sweat rose all over his back.

Since O'Neal dunked the basket, the league's basketball hoop has been upgraded, and this kind of thing rarely happens.

But the opponent knocked down the basketball hoop, isn't this power more terrifying than a big shark?
"Wave God!"

"Wave God!"

"Wave God!"

Mo Lang's words directly ignited the blood of all Chinese people!

Because the fans of the Suns insulted the Huaxia team and Huaxia in the morning, it was posted on the Internet by netizens.

Many people were outraged by this.

Now seeing Mo Lang declaring war on all foreigners so domineeringly, the Yanhuang blood flowing in their bodies instantly boiled!

Especially that sentence, I can compete with you on the court, and I can accompany you at any time in the fighting arena!

It directly ignited their blood!

This is the attitude that Chinese people should have in the face of discrimination and insult from foreigners!

Respect first and then soldiers!

Show off our prestige!

The Internet is even more crazy!

"Oh my god! Langshen is so handsome! I want to marry him as a man after reading it!"

"Mom, I'm about to be turned around! This is the star we should chase after!"

"Don't insult Langshen with stars, he is our Chinese hero!"

"That's right, how could Langshen be that kind of sissy star when he is so young?"

"No, I'm going soon! The God of Waves is too domineering!"

"Langshen bull batch!"

The Chinese netizens who watched the live broadcast went crazy!

How many people abroad dare to be so angry with foreigners?
How many people dare to be so domineering in the NBA!

If you dare not come to the stadium, I will also accompany you in the fighting arena. Who would dare to say such a thing?

This is the confidence of Langshen!

This is why Langshen is called God by his fans!
Because he is God!

Studio.

"Langshen bull batch!"

Guo Qilin stood up directly, and said with enthusiasm: "In ancient times, Mr. Zhou slapped his eyebrows coldly, and now there is Langshen blasting the dunk rack and angering foreigners. It's so cool!"

"Yeah, if you want to marry, marry an attractive man like Langshen!" Xiao Qi stared at the domineering figure on the screen with her big watery eyes, and squeezed her thighs.

"How many people have to be single? After all, this is the first time I've seen such a domineering young man as Xiang Mo Lang." Tang Yi's eyes were slightly red, and tears flickered in his eyes.

After so many years, on that supreme court-level stadium, a hard-spoken Chinese man finally appeared!
(End of this chapter)