NBA backer king

Chapter 92 Chris Paul

The referee came in front of Wang Tiejun, first gave a defensive foul, made two free throws, and then gave another technical foul, which was the endorsement of slapping Jordan, two free throws and one throw, adding up to four free throws and one throw, and finally pointed out and sent him off directly.

"..."

There was nothing wrong with Pippen's throw, only one defensive foul, but Jordan also hit me, he was fine, I just pushed him away, and sent him off, Lao Wang was confused, obviously Jordan attacked him first, why didn't he give him a technical foul?
"Shh!"

This is the home court. Seeing the referee's penalty, countless home fans booed him angrily.

"He hit me, he punched me, didn't you see? Here, he hit me here, and I just pushed him away. You should also give him a technical foul and send him off, not me."

Lao Wang shouted at the referee angrily.

"Don't be like this, old K, calm down!"

Barkley hurried forward to stop, yelling at the referee, he asked for the whistle, and it is very likely that he will blow the technical foul again.

Not far away, Jordan snorted coldly with disdain, who are you and who am I? What if you hit you? If you hit you, you will be punished. This is my card, and this is the NBA rule.

Sure enough, as Barkley expected, the referee didn't care what Wang Tiejun thought. With his cold eyes, he blew his whistle at Lao Wang again, gestured with him, and violated his technique again.

"Oh!"

"Shh!"

First there was an exclamation, and then it turned into a huge tsunami of boos, countless middle fingers were directed at the referee, and a lot of abuse was greeting the referee's family.

"What the hell!" Lao Wang swears at the referee, that is to say, the referee doesn't understand, otherwise the third technical foul will come again.

"Old K, calm down, it's inevitable in the NBA..." Barkley and others hurriedly dragged Wang Tiejun off the field.

"Old K, we will appeal, you go back to the locker room first." Head coach Paul Westphal shouted from the sidelines.

"Crappie!"

Comrade Wang swears that next time something like this happens, he will push Jordan to the floor and beat him violently, and he will be sent off anyway.

He picked up the basket from his seat, waved to the fans, and headed for the tunnel.

"Clap clap clap..."

The audience burst into warm applause.

"Old K, you are an invincible beast in the basket, you did nothing wrong, don't let people dunk you, never let people dunk you..."

At the entrance of the players' tunnel, a black boy of eight or nine years old screamed at him.

Wang Tiejun smiled, nodded at the little boy, and asked, "Little guy, your accent is not from a local."

"I'm from North Carolina, my father brought me here." The child glanced at the middle-aged man next to him and said. .

"Then you should support Jordan." Old Dynasty's father nodded and asked doubtfully.

"I support him, but I also like you very much. You are amazing. I wish I could be as tall and strong as you in the future." The child laughed.

"What's your name?" the king asked.

"Chris, Chris Paul."

While talking, the child handed out a jersey. After shaking it, it was Wang Tiejun's home jersey No. 33, and shouted: "Old K, sign me."

"it is good."

Lao Wang took the pen handed by Chris Paul and wrote his name on the jersey.

After signing, he regretted it again. The word was too ugly, so he simply added another big letter "K" below it.

"Can I touch it?"

Taking back his jersey, before looking at it in a hurry, Chris Paul pointed to the basket in Wang Tiejun's hand and asked excitedly.

"of course."

Wang Tiejun smiled and handed it over.

"Oh, it's great! This is the best collection. Daddy, help me and old K take a picture."

After taking the basket, Chris Paul became excited like a shot of chicken blood, put it on his body directly, stood up and asked his dad to take a picture.

"Crack clap clap..."

Paul's father was also very happy and took several pictures of his son and Wang Tiejun before giving up.

"Goodbye, Chris Paul."

"Goodbye, old K."

Watching Wang Tiejun disappear into the player tunnel, Chris Paul excitedly picked up his jersey and looked at it.

"What are the three characters above? Old K's Chinese name? It's amazing!"

Seeing the three big characters like chicken feet, he felt very interesting, then carefully folded them and put them in the backpack.

Although Wang Tiejun was sent off, Jordan did not stop. Instead, he became more violent and kept making shots, making Dan Marley want to die.

However, the strength of the Suns is very strong. Even if Wang Tiejun was sent off, Barkley, Kevin Johnson, and Dan Mar also formed the Suns' three-headed monster, so they were comparable to the Bulls.

But in the end, relying on Jordan's unparalleled firepower and the top perimeter defense formed with Pippen, the Bulls had the last laugh and defeated the Suns in the final quarter.

At the end, 112:108, the Bulls defeated the Suns away.

Thoroughly enraged, Jordan made 36 of 20 shots, 55.5% from the field, 3 of 1 three-pointers, 11 of 10 free throws, and scored 51 points.

Barkley scored 33 points in a single game, Wang Tiejun scored 23 points in 18 minutes, and Kevin Johnson, who just came back, was in poor condition and only scored 8 points, which failed to stop Jordan's madness.

Jordan not only scored wildly on the offensive end, but also prevented Dan Marley from losing his standard on the defensive end. Marley is the second scoring point of the Suns, averaging 16 points per game, but he made 13 of 2 shots, only scored 6 points including free throws, and had three turnovers.

After working hard for the whole game, but finally lost the game, the Suns players left very frustrated.

"Don't provoke me, the end of provoking me is what they will end up like."

In the on-site interview after the game, Jordan looked sideways at the Suns players who left sadly, and said to the media reporter coldly:
"From today onwards, that rookie's team is my mortal enemy of Michael Jordan, the mortal enemy for life."

But at this time, his left cheek was already swollen, and the ice pack couldn't get rid of the swelling, which made him very embarrassed. The annoying media kept patting his left cheek, and he left quickly after saying this.

In the locker room of the home team, other people were taking a shower, and Wang Tiejun sat there and turned on the system.

Although he was sent off tonight, he got a basket and was not dunked, so he was rewarded with 300 points, and now he has 600 points.

"Exchange for a strength training card in a few days. This has to continue. At the end of next month, I will exchange for a speed training card. I will continue to save the rest. I will exchange for a synthetic card in the future. That thing will improve my strength very quickly. However, my other martial arts are not as high as the iron mountain. I don't know if I can do it." He thought about it.

On the 25th of the second day, the team did not practice, and Wang Tiejun trained at home.

The next game will be against Mosaic at home on the 27th, and he will play against Dameng again.

In the morning, the American media, not just the sports media, but other media included the news that Jordan was slapped by him last night on the headlines. This time he was completely famous.

But almost all the media only mentioned that Old K slapped Jordan in the face, and did not mention that Jordan punched Old K first, which made public opinion completely biased.

Countless Jordan fans called the Suns' propaganda department, and all external calls exploded, full of abuse.

　It will be on the shelves tomorrow at 12 noon, brothers, don't forget, please! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)