Sports Almighty King

Chapter 186 Marcus Without Self-Knowledge
Of course, this is also a concentrated display of Wang Fei's powerful offensive ability.

In about 5 minutes, 24 points were scored!
Steal twice!

Cause 3 fouls by the opponent!
7 of 7 three-pointers, plus three free throws!

When Wang Fei returned to the sidelines, he was immediately treated like a hero.

The rest of the Rockets came over to greet him and give him high fives.

"Wang, you should have been so full of firepower! My God! You are omnipotent! They can't limit you at all!" Harden sighed.

"I was just forced to do this by them." Wang Fei said, "Their fans are too unfriendly."

"To these sons of bitches! Don't take it to heart! Just treat them as bullshit." Harden swears.

In the live broadcast seat.

Mike Brin said with a smile: "Mark, you have lost the bet."

"Yes, I lost." Mark Jackson shook his head and said.

"So, now, can I make a request to you?" Mike Brin said with a smile.

"It's not the end yet, Mike, it doesn't necessarily mean you win! There are still three quarters to go! Maybe, Wang might really get 50 points!" Mark Jackson said.

"Actually, in the first three games, Wang has a chance to score more than 50 points. Don't forget, in the previous games, he used to assist his teammates for the whole quarter. If he is always full of energy, Maybe his highest scoring record will not be 43 points, but 53 points or more. In short, this is an offensive madman! His precise three-pointers are really enviable." Jeff Van Gundy said .

However, obviously there are still many people who don't take Wang Fei's performance seriously.

Marcus is one of them.

"He can only shoot three-pointers, and he has no inside impact ability. To be honest, if such a person can become a superstar, I will be very disappointed in the NBA!" Marcus shook his head.

Jordan nodded: "I agree with your point of view! If you want a good basketball game, it still depends on confrontation! Today's NBA teams have almost completely turned into three-point running and gun teams. The intensity of confrontation has dropped drastically. But, even so , Wang Fei is still considered a very powerful guy. He can be regarded as having entered the ranks of superstars."

"Dad! I don't think he is a superstar, he is too far behind you. I think, except for three points, I am much better than him!" Marcus said.

"Ha ha!"

Jordan shook his head and said: "Marcus, don't deceive yourself, you are really not his opponent. Now is the rest time, maybe you can ask Wang Fei to see if he is willing to fight you two ball."

Jordan really wanted his son, who was defiant and always thought he was very powerful, to hit a snag!
"Dad, can I really do this?" Marcus was a little eager to give it a try.

"Of course you can give it a try, but I don't know if Wang Fei will agree to a one-on-one fight with you. After all, it's in the middle of the game now." Jordan said.

The break between the first and second quarters, now, the Pistons cheerleaders are dancing.

This is the repertoire of the NBA.

Marcus stood up and walked down.

They were sitting in a VIP box, which was not too far from below.

Marcus was quickly on the sidelines.

However, he was blocked by Pistons guards on the sidelines.

Since the incident at the Palace of Auburn Hills that year, during NBA games, security measures have been strengthened in the arena.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" the security guard asked Marcus politely.

Marcus pointed to his face: "You don't know me?"

A black security guard glanced at Marcus, shook his head in confusion, and said, "Sorry, sir, I don't think I know you well."

"I'm Marcus Jordan. Now, do you know who I am?" Marcus said arrogantly.

The black security shook his head again: "No, I really don't know. But I think you should go back to your seat instead of trying to pass here and run to the field."

This made Marcus Jordan a little depressed and angry.

I, Marcus, am not so unknown, am I?
Isn't my popularity also very high?
Why doesn't the security here recognize me?
Marcus had no choice but to announce his father's name: "My father is Michael Jordan, and he is the owner of the Hornets!"

At this time, the black security guard suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that you are MJ's son. Sir, what do you want?"

Marcus said a little sullenly: "I want to say a few words to that Chinese kid from the Rockets."

This black security was hired by the Pistons.

So, when he heard that Marcus was looking for Wang Fei of the Rockets, the black security guard yelled at one of his colleagues and told him to talk to Wang Fei, saying that MJ's son Marcus had something to do with him. .

At this time, Wang Fei was talking to his teammate Gary Clark. A stadium staff came over and said to him: "Wang, MJ's son Marcus is looking for you. Would you like to see him? He said yes Something to talk to you about."

Wang Fei was taken aback when he heard this.

MJ?

That is Michael Jordan.

Wang Fei also knew about MJ's son Marcus. Of course, Wang Fei read about Marcus as side news.

"Did he say something?" Feng Chao asked.

"Sir, he didn't say that he wanted to come down from the stands to find you in person, but he was stopped by our security personnel." The staff member said.

Wang Fei thought for a while, he glanced at D'Antoni, and then asked D'Antoni for instructions: "Mr. D'Antoni, MJ's second son Marcus wants me to see him, he said he has something to talk to me, I can go there ?"

Wang Fei thought to himself, it would be better for him to seek D'Antoni's opinion.

D'Antoni frowned slightly: "Marcus? He wants to see you? Wang, I think he must be up to no good. He is a playboy. He just relies on his father to be MJ, and his behavior is ridiculous. But tonight, MJ I also came to this stadium to watch the game. I think maybe Marcus came to you with some words from MJ. This is not impossible. You should go and meet him. However, if he does anything too much If you ask, reject him directly! Don’t be polite to him.”

D'Antoni actually agreed to meet this Marcus himself?
Wang Fei followed the stadium staff to the exit leading to the stands.

Marcus watched Wang Fei slowly approaching. He looked down at Wang Fei. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything magical about Wang Fei.

How can such a kid play such a daunting performance on the court?
Marcus was a little puzzled.

This kid is almost a head lower than himself, right?
Moreover, so thin, look at his small arms, they are really too thin, and thin, without any muscles, they don't look strong at all.

Marcus thought to himself, does this kid know some kind of witchcraft?

Wang Fei came to Marcus' side.

He stands on the steps.

Wang Fei is under the steps.

This made Wang Fei look even shorter.

"You are the king?" Marcus was condescending, with a look of arrogance on his face.

Wang Fei frowned, what is this guy doing in front of me?
"What's your business? Tell me! If there is nothing important, I think I should go back and prepare for the next game." Wang Fei said coldly.

Depend on!
Just because you are MJ's son, can you feel superior to others?

I really don't think you have anything worthy of my respect.

You're a good-for-nothing piece of shit, except you cast a good tire!

Marcus froze.

He could see that Wang Fei had no respect for him.

Moreover, Wang Fei didn't intend to tell himself too much.

This annoyed Marcus a little.Because, in the past, as long as he told people that he was MJ's son, others would generally respect him.

Not only did this Chinese have no respect for him, he was also very cold.

"Wang, I want to fight you one-on-one! I think I'm better than you!" Marcus said loudly.

The fans sitting next to this channel heard Marcus shouting.

Immediately, someone mocked and said: "Marcus! You enter the NBA and play games first, and then say this sentence!"

"What the hell! People say that tiger fathers have no sons! But who do you think you are? Your father tried so hard and couldn't help you enter the NBA. You are not even qualified to be a water cooler player. Now, you How dare you tell a rookie with superstar potential that you are better than him? I think you should see a psychiatrist, young man!"

"Trash! You might be better at picking up girls!"

"Wang, don't pay attention to this self-righteous guy! He is just discrediting his father! He is a waste!"

Wang Fei was a little surprised to hear these Pistons fans sarcastically mocking Marcus.

He heard clearly that the fans in this area were booing him loudly just now.

Now, they actually speak for themselves.

Wang Fei smiled and nodded to the fans who spoke out, and he said to Marcus: "You can think that you are better than me, I will not have any objections, you can be arrogant in your dreams, don't run into reality The world asks for trouble! I don't have time to play with you. Please go back!"

After Wang Fei finished speaking, he turned and left.

However, what he didn't expect was that the conversation between him and Marcus had already been photographed by a nearby reporter.

Marcus was a little frustrated.

He really didn't expect that the Huaxia boy was so rude to him.

Could it be that that kid shouldn't bow down after giving his name?

I am MJ's son!

"You coward! I knew it, you dare not fight me one-on-one! You are afraid of being blown up by me! You just need to know yourself!" Marcus yelled.

He is trying to find a way down for himself.

Marcus turned and returned to his seat.

Jordan shook his head and said: "Marcus, your behavior is very inappropriate. Now, I think you will lose face again. Those reporters will sarcastically ridicule you! Or, I will They were ruthlessly ridiculed for the sake of it!"

"Dad! I don't understand why you say that. I believe I can beat that kid, but he doesn't dare to fight me. What can I do?" Marcus said, spreading his hands.

Jordan sighed.

This son really has no self-awareness at all.

Wang Fei returned to his seat.

D'Antoni walked over to him.

"Wang, did Marcus challenge you just now?" D'Antoni asked.

"Yes, he said he was going to blow me up, and I let him dream about it." Wang Fei said with a smile.

"This is an opportunity to hype big news! You can take this opportunity to create a wave of presence around the world. I think you can accept his challenge! This one-on-one duel, simply put it in the middle of the game, and beat him hard He, fuck him all over the place, I think people all over the world will laugh at Jordan's son! Then, they will be more impressed with the Rockets and you." D'Antoni said.

Wang Fei was stunned.

D'Antoni actually thought he should accept Marcus' challenge?

(End of this chapter)