Basketball god-level bastard

Chapter 19 019. I'm Not Fatty, I'm an Iron Eater (for collection)
At this moment, Allen remembered the fear of being dominated by the Core Terminator!

"No. [-]'s defense seems to be small and strong, but he doesn't suffer from his weight at all. He pushes and vents his strength, and his strikes are steady and ruthless. Alan Wiggins is not wronged when he loses."

When seeing Wu Hao, San Francisco Devils coach Jesse Evans understood that as long as Oden returns from injury, no team can prevent the Buckeyes from winning the championship this year!
Mike Conley took control of the ball, turned his head and laughed innocently, and showed a wave of affection to Wu Hao with his thumbs up.

Seeing the humiliation of the boss, Ramando Surat couldn't stand it any longer, and rushed out unpreparedly, brandishing the cold weapon in his hand—nails, stabbed three bloody streaks on Conley's shiny black arm!

"Fuck, fuck, daddy hurts to death..."

Ramando clawed down, and Conley turned red.

The referee sent Conley to the free throw line.

Because someone forcibly grabbed a few shreds of meat off his arm, Conley's hand felt the interference, and he missed a free throw. Naturally, there was no second free throw. In short, it was a loss.

The silly, dark and sweet Mike Conley naturally wouldn't ask Ramando to argue, so when will Wu Hao not stand up for his little brother?

"I'll do it! Is your little brother playing ball or playing people?" Wu Hao said coldly, grabbing the corner of Alan Wiggins' jersey.

"Hit, hit, hit..."

"Straighten your tongue!"

Wu Hao avoided the referee's sight and hugged Alan's lower back.

"Playing ball! I apologize to you on behalf of Ramando..." Alan Wiggins felt guilty, and it was all because of the déjà vu of a stupid thief bumping into JC.

Wu Hao's palm slapped Alan's back on the chest, and a slap would either kill him or hurt him!

Alan Wiggins' heart was broken, he didn't dare to move, he really didn't dare to move.

"What if Ramando did this to Conley?"

"I... strongly condemn Ramando Surat!"

Hearing what the boss said, Ramando felt cold in his heart, and thought, "I fed the dog faithfully, I didn't expect you to be such a war god with a crooked mouth..."

"Take care of your little brother, don't cause trouble, because you can't bear the consequences of some trouble!" Wu Hao said and let go of Alan Wiggins' jersey.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately noticed Ramando's resentful eyes again.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I just received a death threat."

"Scared me to death, can a fat man from heaven kill you or me?" Alan Wiggins' explanation made Ramando even more dismissive of him.

"Big and small kill!"

Allen almost blurted out like this, but any explanation can't restore the glorious image of being a big brother, so Allen turned to show a frosty expression, and then said in a tone that cannot be refuted, "I have my reasons, you, don't know!"

This sentence really stunned Ramando Surat.

"Little brother, how are you doing?"

"Brother, I don't hurt..." Mike Conley said, resisting the burning pain in his arm.

"The pain is in my younger brother's body, but in my elder brother's heart!"

Seeing that Mike Conley was so good, Wu Hao was even more unhappy.

Tai Sui broke ground on his head-court death!
Changing sides to fight again, Ramando controlled the ball to promote the offense, Wu Hao gave Conley a look, the two switched defenses, Wu Hao faced Ramando.

"This is called defending from position one to position five, Wu Hao, it's so delicious!" Sadmata sat on the bench and shook his legs excitedly.

"I'm so happy, don't worry about being terminated by Wu Hao, Ramando, I will miss you..."

Alan Wiggins flew happily.

Ramando Surat snorted coldly and said, "Don't think you look like a panda, I will let you go!"

"Come on, begging for torture!"

Wu Hao raised his arm and opened his posture to defend Ramando.

Ramando Surat averaged 14+4 per game. His performance is not outstanding. He is a typical ticket player who graduates from university and becomes a blue-collar worker in society...

Quick Response, Defensive Deterrence and Death Coil, the three skill icons light up again.

Ramando showed a prayer to Buddha, and Wu Hao was clicked.

"Cut, pandas aren't doing too well." Ramando stepped back and made a jump shot.

[Bounce Master] The skill icon flashed a dazzling red light, which is a reminder of the explosion of the small node after using it five times!
After landing, Wu Hao took off again. The speed was so fast, the impact was strong, and the big hand covered the sky and the sun. In the blink of an eye, he covered the basketball in Ramando's hand.

However, blocking shots is not Wu Hao's goal.

I saw Wu Hao hitting Ramando Surat like a self-destructing truck.

The ball was missed and the man flew.

This is a human tragedy caused by a 240-pound panda!
Ramando Surat tasted the blood coming out of his mouth, turned over and lay down on the floor, waiting for the boss and brothers to show him off...

Popularity such as Manny Quezada and Antonio Kellogg are ready to find Wu Hao's theory.

However, Alan Wiggins stopped the boys and turned to report to the referee.

"I think there is a problem with No. [-]'s defense..."

"I think it's okay." The referee shook his head and replied.

"But?" "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

The reason for the referee's penalty is very clear. Wu Hao's weight is not small. The blocking just now was caused by inertia. There is no problem with the original intention of the fat man in Tianchao.

Moreover, Ramando's body leaned forward obviously after taking off, otherwise there would be no such collision at all.

If you really want to say who has a problem, it has to be Ramando Surat who is playing tricks and making fouls!

The NCAA's foul system is completely different from that of the NBA. Rather than favoring the offensive side, it is better to say that it favors better offensive systems and tactical operations.

College basketball doesn't need powerful singles players. It's better to keep playing like Michael Jordan in North Carolina.

From the head coach to the NCAA high-level favorite, but the team basketball member who can instigate the offense and can clearly fulfill the head coach's intentions.

It's not about points and personality that matters, it's about actual win shares.

Alan Wiggins shook his head in confusion, thinking what benefit did this fat man do to the referee, not to blow such an obvious retaliatory foul?

Seeing that neither his teammates nor the referee moved, Ramando Surat swallowed the blood from his throat...

At this time, Wu Hao stretched out his little hand representing friendship to Ramando.

It's just that Wu Hao had just pulled him halfway, and suddenly let go of his hand again, turning around and asking, "What did you say?"

"WTF???"

Bang, Ramando Surat sat on the ground again.

"I didn't say anything." Alan Wiggins replied, spreading his hands.

Wu Hao pretended to dig out his ears, and then laughed at himself, "That's because my ears are wrong... Hey, why did you fall again..."

"It's not a good thing you did!"

Ramando breathed a sigh of relief and almost vomited blood.

Wu Hao stretched out his hand to him again, and teased, "Don't you dare to get up?"

"What am I..."

Ramando Surat angrily grabbed Wu Hao's hand and stood up again.

Then, Wu Hao whispered in his ear, "I'm not Pang Da, I'm an iron-eating beast!"

(End of this chapter)