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Chapter 44 Mo Ning, you are a guard, be careful to be trampled to death by us

Chapter 44 Mourning, you are a defender, be careful to be trampled to death by us

"Hey, Charles." Curry greeted Barkley first.

"Dell, you Hornets played well this year, fifth in the Eastern Conference." Barkley said with a smile.

After the two hugged, Curry smiled and said: "I hope, our team hasn't made the playoffs yet."

"Hey, Charles."

"Hey, Larry."

Larry Johnson came up and bumped Barkley.

The two are of the same type, and they have always had a feeling of sympathy and mutual affection.

Wang Tiejun looked at Alonzo Mourning, both were rookies of the same year, both were centers, what the hell, their jersey number was 33, he thought Mourning was his competitor in the NBA.

During this period of time, he has been attacked by the media, but Mourning is one of the two most popular rookies in the 92 rookie year, and he is much more popular than him.

To be honest, he has only played a few games, and now he has no strength to compare with rookies like O'Neal and Mourning, and the media has never compared him with these two.

It's just that he regards Mourning as a competitor, but now seeing Mourning looking at him, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Indeed, after Alonzo Mourning glanced at Old Wang, he immediately looked away.

Just at that glance, his eyes were full of disdain, because he didn't like Lao Wang at all. In his view, Lao Wang is an offensive idiot who can't attack when he leaves the basket. His mobility is not as good as him, and he has no strength and potential to compete with him.

The acquaintances of the two teams greeted each other and soon parted ways.

Just in time, Wang Tiejun and Mourning came to the same line, and they both froze there. Neither of them had the intention of giving way, and they were all waiting for the other to make way.

"Chinese, get out of the way."

Mourning waited for two seconds, seeing that the Chinese in front of him didn't want him, he couldn't help being a little angry, and reprimanded in a deep voice.

Old Wang raised his eyebrows, but didn't move, he wanted to see how Mourning made him get out of the way.

Following the two teams, there were also several reporters accompanying the team. When they saw it, they immediately became excited. The cameras in their hands immediately turned on and began to snap pictures.

The rest of the two teams also noticed the stalemate between the two, and they all looked over.

Larry Johnson frowned, stood up, and prepared to help.

He doesn't like Mourning because Mourning refuses to accept him. They have only been together for more than two months, and they have already had conflicts and quarreled several times.

However, as a teammate, if there is a fight, as a tough person, he will definitely help Mourning.

He knows Wang Tiejun's name. This Chinese man hasn't played a few games, but he has already fought several times. He fought with Oakley and John Starks of the Knicks, fought with O'Neal of the Magic, and recently injured Davis of the Mavericks. This is a guy who can fight.

That is, he touched his ass, Shet, what if this Chinese man chases his ass and beats him?Damn pervert coolie!
"Step aside!"

Mourning pushed up with his chest, and his forehead was on top of Wang Tiejun's nose.

He is only 208 centimeters tall and weighs 110 kilograms. He looks a size smaller in front of Lao Wang, but his momentum is extremely fierce.

"Special!"

The nose was pushed a bit, and it felt a little sore, Wang Tiejun was furious.

His iron mountain leaning has been practiced to a state of perfection, he suddenly exerted force on his feet, twisted his waist and abdomen, the six forces instantly merged into one, and his right shoulder suddenly leaned forward.

"Oh!"

With a muffled grunt, Mourning drove away in response, staggered backwards, then fell to the ground, fell a buttock, and rolled back again, very embarrassed.

"Oh!"

The dozens of people present suddenly exclaimed.

"Crack clap..."

The cameras of the reporters flickered frantically.

"..."

Larry Johnson, who was preparing to help, froze and attacked with his shoulder. What kind of trick is this?
"Iron Mountain!"

Barkley, Kevin Johnson and others shouted excitedly.

They were playing away games in the previous week, otherwise they would have gone to Wang Tiejun's house to learn Tieshanjia.

"Damn it, there are reporters here, I'm ashamed!"

Mourning gritted his teeth and got up, his face was red and his ears were red, embarrassing.

"Hey rookie..."

Barkley stood up, put one finger on Mourning's chest, and pointed the other finger at the other's nose and shouted: "Be civilized, OK? You don't have enough strength and qualifications to let him let you. If you want to fight, you will be in big trouble tonight."

"Humph!"

Mourning snorted coldly, and his temper was a little twisted.

"Okay, rookie, this is their home court, use the basketball method, you can solve the problem on the court." At this time, Dell Curry stood up and pulled Mourning away.

"OK, see you on the field, I'll blow you to pieces, you offensive idiot." Mourning stared at Wang Tiejun and said coldly.

"I hope you, a fool, have the courage to confront me." Wang Tiejun said in an unabashedly contemptuous tone.

"What did you say?" Mourning became angry again.

"I said you are a fool, you are deaf, did you forget to wear your hearing aid?" Wang Tiejun shouted.

"Pfft!"

Many people present laughed.

"..."

Mourning's nostrils doubled with anger, and he clenched his fists.

"Hey, rookie, don't take it too far!" Larry Johnson came up and yelled.

"Who are you? This is a matter for our inside players. You, a defender, step in and be careful to be trampled to death by us."

Wang Tiejun looked down at Larry Johnson. The black brother in front of him lowered his head by almost one head. It seemed that he was struggling, so he kindly persuaded him.

"Pfft!"

Many people present laughed. They looked at Larry Johnson, then at Barkley, and laughed again.

"Damn perverted coolie, I want to see how you trample me to death today."

Larry Johnson was so pissed off by Lao Wang's words, I'm a power forward, a power forward, not a guard, I played a guard, but that was in high school, and then I grew taller, so I stopped playing a guard a long time ago.

"Damn old K, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Barkley is also very annoyed, my real height is not as good as Larry Johnson, what about playing power forward?I'm a flying pig in the air, who can trample me to death?
Wang Tiejun also seemed to feel that he was "insinuating", so he turned around and smiled at Barkley: "Brother, I didn't mean you."

There is no 800 taels of silver here, and this is what he means now.

"GOGOGO, let's go."

Barkley was helpless and didn't bother to pay attention to Lao Wang. He waved and shouted, then turned and left.

"Let's go too."

With this interruption, Dell Curry also pulled Mourning away and led the Hornets away.

"Chinese, this is not over, see you on the court."

When bypassing Wang Tiejun, Mourning raised his chin and shouted.

"Small man, you are suitable to play small forward."

Wang Tiejun replied, and then quickly followed Barkley.

"you?"

Mourning was so angry that his nose was crooked.

"The news that broke out today is that this Chinese man has been jailed for hurting people. He is a ruthless character, but we have to teach him a lesson and not let him ride on our heads."

Staring at Wang Tiejun's back, Larry Johnson said a little uncomfortable.

"Damn criminals..."

Mourning cursed at Wang Tiejun's back, then turned to Larry Johnson and said, "Larry, come on, let's fuck him together."

"OK!"

The two had many conflicts, but now under the influence of external forces, they have reached an agreement.

(End of this chapter)

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