NBA backer king

Chapter 37
Davis was pushing and entangled with Barkley, the corners of his eyes suddenly darkened, feeling someone pounced from the right, he couldn't help but instinctively dodged to the left, and looked to the right.

Wang Tiejun stepped forward and quickly got close. When Davis was hiding to the left, a cannon punch from Xingyi Quan rushed over.

"boom!"

Davis looked to the right, just in time to be punched in the eye socket, and suddenly he groaned, his head became dizzy, and he staggered back.

Wang Tiejun gained power and was relentless, his feet were like mud, he took a step closer, caught up with Davis, let out a deep shout, and slammed into him with an iron mountain.

The iron mountain leaned against it, and hitting someone was like kissing. When the two were close to each other, their strength exploded, and Davis's center of gravity was already unstable. At this moment, he fell back two steps away and fell directly to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

He fell to the floor, coughing, apparently knocked out.

Because Wang Tiejun's Tieshanke just now is not the basketball technique of playing back and forth, but a real Tieshankou, with more fierce force. With Wang Tiejun's physique and basic strength, he is only 102 kilograms, and it is possible to kill him.

The system incorporates the Tieshan's force technique into the back attack technique, but the power is obviously not as good as the real Tieshan's.

"Fuck you!"

Wang Tiejun was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it. He took a step forward and rode on Davis, and began to smash his fists violently.

Davis knew that he was going to be beaten, so he instinctively covered his head with his arms, acting like a tortoise.

Lao Wang intersected with fists and elbows, and he unleashed his eight punches, which made Davis howl. Although his head was protected, he still got a few hits on the head.

"Pull him away!"

The head coach of the Mavericks yelled.

Although Lao Wang was quickly pulled away, under the violent beating, Davis had been beaten all over his head and turned into a complete pig's head. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, his eyebrows were opened, blood flowed all over his face, he was punched several times in the chest, and coughed continuously.

"Bu, Bu..."

Davis felt that he was about to die, the sky was full of stars, and his head was dizzy. While moaning and coughing, he twisted his head and vomited a few times. Several bloody teeth were spit out and fell to the floor.

He has bullied many Chinese in the past, including those Chinese students in the university. He scolded whenever he wanted, hit him whenever he wanted, spit whenever he wanted, and even raped a female student from Korea.

"Doctor, get on the stretcher, hurry up!"

The referee shouted to the Mavericks bench.

"Old K, fight well, fuck that bastard to death!"

"Shet, kill the Mavericks!"

In the auditorium, the fans were excited and cursed one after another.

"let's go."

Barkley pulled Wang Tiejun to the bench, and the others stood around Lao Wang.

Wang Tiejun's performance was too fierce just now, and the Mavericks players didn't dare to come up to make trouble, so they could only watch him return to the Suns' bench.

"Clap clap clap..."

The home fans gave warm applause and cheers.

Next, the referee began to judge and sent both Davis and Wang Tiejun off the field.

"Old K, you go back to the locker room first."

Head coach Paul Westphaldau.

Wang Tiejun nodded. He was sent off and must go back to the locker room.

He walked to the player tunnel, and the American West Arena burst into warm applause again.

Team doctor Andrew John also followed him back to the locker room to check his neck.

After checking the feet and the neck, he said: "Okay, old K, your cervical spine is fine, but it is a little red and swollen, and the elbow is still very heavy. You need to rest for a few days, maybe a week. I'll get you an ice pack, and you can apply ice."

"It takes so long to rest? I don't think there is a big problem, and the pain doesn't hurt much anymore." Wang Tiejun said.

"Believe me, don't underestimate any injury. Athletes, especially against intense sports, any injury will be a potential killer of your body. What's more, you are against the most intense center like you. You have to wait for the injury to fully recover before returning."

Andrew John warns.

"I don't play games, will my salary be deducted?" Lao Wang asked.

Andrew John was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "There is no deduction for truce due to injury, but if the league suspends the game, there will be no salary."

"OK then."

Since no money will be withheld, Wang Tiejun nodded his head graciously.

Andrew John immediately brought an ice pack and asked him to put it on his neck.

"Old K, you played well just now, I heard that was your bastard punch?"

Andrew John sat on one side, chatting while watching the game screen on the TV on the opposite wall.

"Well, yes, Wang Baquan."

Wang Tiejun made a fool of himself, feeling a little flustered in his heart. He wondered if there was any trouble in this matter. Now that his life trajectory has improved, he doesn't want to go to jail anymore.

In fact, his personality was not so fierce before. It was just that one year in prison changed him. In addition, during the few months in the United States, he was exposed to racial discrimination. The past year was too depressing, so he was easily impulsive and irritable when encountering things, regardless of everything.

"Andrew, is there a problem with this? Will he call the police?" he asked.

"As long as you don't die, it's fine. The management will take care of it. That guy did it first, and then said racial discrimination?" Andrew John said.

"Well, he called me a Chinaman." Old Wang nodded.

"This is even more of a problem. The NBA will not tolerate racial discrimination. As long as it is confirmed, both the player and the team will be punished by the league, which will reduce your responsibility." Andrew John said.

"That's good." Lao Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

Andrew John laughed: "Do you know the NFL league?"

"Yeah, football player," he said.

Andrew John said: "NFL has a hundred times more violent incidents on and off the field than the NBA. Every year, a large number of players are killed or injured in violent incidents. Our NBA is still a very civilized sports league.

Once these things happen, the major sports leagues will control the matter within the league, no matter which league it is, even if someone is killed. So many players died in the NFL, and nothing happened. Violence continued to emerge one after another. Officials settled everything.

In fact, we Americans do not abhor violence, on the contrary, we admire violence.Of course, try not to kill anyone. "

After chatting for a while, Wang Tiejun learned more about the four major sports leagues in the United States, and he felt relieved.

In this game, the Suns finally won.

However, at the end of halftime, in order to avoid being entangled by the media, Wang Tiejun left the arena early, stepped on his bicycle, pedaled for almost half an hour, and returned home.

"What the hell, it seems that the United States is not safe at night. I'm afraid I still have to learn to drive. It's safer to drive."

Along the way just now, he encountered a few groups of unknown creatures wandering in the dark streets. Some alcoholics and drug addicts appeared from time to time, and there were also many homeless people. The safety factor of riding at night was not high.

He was in New York before, and he had a lot of dealings with these people at night. These Americans are like crazy, sometimes they attack you for no reason.

(End of this chapter)