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Chapter 11 The jaw-dropping on-field brawl

"I think this Chinese is not bad, I really didn't expect him to dunk Ewing."

"He deserves a [-]-day short contract. No, he should be worth a basic salary. We don't have much talent inside."

Some excited Suns fans at the scene started talking among themselves.

"God, how is this possible?"

The on-site commentator was too stunned to comment normally. After being stunned for two seconds, he resumed commenting: "Well, I admit that I underestimated him. For this ball, he should be worth a ten-day short contract."

"not bad."

On the sidelines, Suns coach Paul Westphal was first surprised, then nodded.

Next to the bench, general manager Colangelo was a little excited.

"Old K, you did a good job!" On the field, Barkley shouted excitedly.

At this time, Wang Tiejun fell to the floor, but when he turned around, Ewing was still lying on his feet, and he quickly raised his foot and took a step over Ewing's head.

"Uh?"

Buckley stared blankly.

"Oh!"

Seeing their own Chinese coolies humiliating Ewing in public, the Suns fans were stunned.

"Shet!"

When Oakley saw it, how could he bear the humiliation of his brother by a Chinese rookie, he immediately flew into a rage, rushed forward and punched Wang Tiejun hard on the right cheek.

"Special!"

In anger, Wang Tiejun grabbed Oakley's neck who was waiting to be beaten again.

His hands were big, and he had practiced grappling, and when he grabbed the back five fingers and squeezed them hard, Oakley suddenly couldn't breathe.

Wang Tiejun stared at Oakley fiercely, the anger in his eyes was like flames, and his left fist was raised, ready to be smashed down.

Oakley was one of the four villains, extremely ferocious, and refused to admit defeat after being pinched by Lao Wang, so he smashed his two iron fists viciously.

However, he was immediately dumbfounded. The Chinese coolie's arm was too long, while his own was too short, so he couldn't reach it, and he was always close.

With two fists swinging non-stop, it was embarrassing that he couldn't hit Wang Tiejun.

"Pfft!"

Barkley was about to rush over to help, but when he saw this scene, he burst out laughing instantly.

"roll!"

Wang Tiejun didn't want to ruin his debut, so he pushed out suddenly. Oakley, who weighed less than 110 kilograms, was pushed out like a child and hit his teammate John Starks. The two fell to the ground together, in a panic.

Under Pat Riley's coaching, the Knicks' style is iron-blooded, tough and violent. At this time, they already have the name of New York gangsters. Oakley and John Starks are both hot-tempered guys. Wherever they can bear it, they get up and rush to Wang Tiejun.

"Hey, don't mess around!"

Barkley stood in front of Wang Tiejun.

"Oh!"

Oakley punched Barkley in the face.

"Shet!"

Barkley's temper was also bad, and he threw Oakley down to the floor in a grapple, and the two wrestled together.

Wang Tiejun's ferocious eyes fixed on John Starks who was rushing forward. When the latter rushed forward, he blocked it with his right arm and grabbed Starks' left arm with his big hand. Next, a jaw-dropping scene was staged.

Comrade Wang sat in prison for a year, learned a lesson, and knew that fighting should not be too hard, and he should not hit the vital parts, so after grabbing Starks, he pressed him directly on the floor, raised his right hand, and started greeting directly on his buttocks.

You can't hit the vitals, but you can always have a thick butt, right?At most I won't take your pants off.

"Clap clap clap..."

As a result, a very loud voice sounded in the American West Arena.

"Ah! Damn it, let me go! I'm fighting with you! Let me go! Please, let me go..."

After being spanked in public, John Starks, who was dying of shame and indignation, struggled and screamed, if there was a hole in the floor, he must have gone right into it.

"..."

As a result, nearly 2 people at the scene, and at least millions of Americans watching the game in front of the TV, were dumbfounded and dumbfounded when they saw John Starks being spanked.

When Barkley and Oakley, who were wrestling together on the floor, saw it, they couldn't help but stop.

"damn it!"

At this time, Ewing hugged Wang Tiejun's waist from behind, trying to pull him away.

Lao Wang swung violently, and Ewing was thrown backwards, and the two fell together.

Fortunately, John Starks got a chance, broke free from Lao Wang's clutches, and took the opportunity to escape to the side.

He didn't dare to come up again, afraid of being caught again, and his butt would suffer again, so he just held his butt and cursed: "Damn Chinese, you bully the small with your big ones, you bully ordinary people with your kung fu, you don't talk about martial arts, you pervert, I want to call the police, you harass me..."

At this time, Comrade Wang had already pushed Ewing away and stood up, and then stared at Oakley again. The bastard punched him, and it would be better to grab him and spank his ass.

"damn it!"

When Oakley saw it, he felt a tightness in his ass, and immediately pushed away Charles Barkley who was pressing him, turned over and got up and ran.

If he was spanked by this Chinese coolie today, he might as well just die.

He would rather fight with the bad boy army than fight with this Chinese coolie, what a disgusting person!
"No. 34, why are you running? I won't slap you in the face."

Pharaoh stopped after two steps and couldn't catch up. After cursing, he looked at other Knicks players.

His sight was like a plague god, as far as he could reach, every violent and iron-blooded Knicks player avoided them for fear of being targeted by him.

"Come on, aren't you all iron-blooded?"

He kept waving and provoking, but the Knicks players were afraid of being spanked, but no one dared to go up.

"Damn guy, it's like we fight with our fists, the way you fight is disgusting!" Oakley, who was furious, cursed.

"Ha ha……"

Barkley collapsed on the floor laughing.

"Ha ha……"

Like him, many fans at the scene laughed together.

At this time, the referee walked up to Lao Wang with a strange expression on his face, made a penalty, and gave him an unsportsmanlike foul, which is a foul against sportsmanship.

Oakley and Barkley did not escape either, each giving a flagrant first-degree foul.

As for John Starks, who was spanked, he was lucky enough to escape this punishment, and the referee couldn't bear to punish him.

However, Wang Tiejun was also replaced, and thus ended his short debut.

Returning to the water cooler, he turned on the system in frustration, only to get 2 points and 1 rebound. The blockbuster debut task must not be completed.

"what!"

He screamed excitedly, because the system reminded him that his task was actually completed, and he was rewarded with 100 points, and now he has 250 points.

"Andrew, get an ice pack for old K. Oakley's fist is quite strong, and it's a little red and swollen."

That's when head coach Paul Westphal came over to look at his face, then turned and shouted at team doctor Andrew John.

"OK." Andrew John nodded with a smile, and immediately handed him an ice pack, motioning for him to press it on his face.

In the next few minutes, the humiliated Knicks became a mourning army, and the mourning army must win, in a brave state.

John Starks, who was spanked, was determined to take revenge, scoring 5 points in 8 minutes, and finally beheaded the Suns, with a score difference of more than [-] points.

At the end of the game, some media reporters actually approached Wang Tiejun to conduct interviews.

"Sorry, next time." Colangelo politely declined for him.

After entering the tunnel, Colangelo walked with coach Paul Westphal and asked with a smile: "Paul, what do you think of him?"

Westphal said: "There was a lot of luck in the dunk on Ewing, it was a second attack, and Ewing's reaction time was too short, so that ball actually didn't explain anything.

But at least our fifth position needs a meat shield like him, and the team also needs a tough enough ruthless character. "

The Bad Boys have ravaged the league since the 80s. Coupled with the Knicks, the New York gangsters, teams have developed a habit of raising one or two guys who can play and carry to protect the core of the team. In case of conflict, they will be at the forefront.

Colangelo nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

(End of this chapter)