The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 119 The Revenge of Dripping Water, When the Spring Repays You
The staff had to clean the floor again.

Pachulia still refused to end.

Larry Drew, a naive critic, is actually indifferent?
Did he love Pachulia deeply, or did he hate him deeply?

The Eagles attacked again, ending with Joe Johnson's strike.

Dragic organized the offense, and Tuman was brought to the free throw line. He really didn't want to have any contact with the green Pachulia.

Dragic didn't smell the stink, he thought that Tuman wanted to be an addiction to the center axis again.

So he raised his hand and hung the basketball in.

Tu Man looked around, but no one came to help the Eagles defend. The four obediently guarded their positions, and only Tu Man and Pachulia were in the paint.

And Pachulia is still curled up under the basket!
Huh, this is a mess.

Still have to fight?

Tu Man turned around and saw Pachulia's "Xizi Holding Heart" look miserable, he immediately reacted with panic, so he dribbled the ball and went straight to the basket.

Seeing that it was getting closer, Pachulia was still bent over.

He seemed to be enduring pain, and didn't have the slightest intention of defending.

Tu Man was relieved, his feet stopped, he jumped high, grabbed the basketball with one hand and threw it behind his head, stretched his body into a bow, and glided down!

Slag, have you ever seen a big windmill split buckle?

The basket was getting closer and closer, and Tu Man's whole body's strength was concentrated on his right hand.

At this moment, a big stinky hand suddenly appeared on Tu Man's neck, followed by a strong force to lock his neck, and pulled back fiercely!
Tu Man suffered severe neck pain and was almost suffocated.

My eyes went dark, and I couldn't help but fell on my back...

He just fell down, but his back landed on the ground, and Tu Man hadn't had time to redeem his back muscles, which are the tender skin of normal human beings!

If it hits the cold and hard floor, it will definitely hurt.

With an idea, Tu Man firmly grabbed the hand around his neck.

If you want to throw me, make a meat shield!
Pachulia hooked Tuman upside down, and was about to pull out his arm and put it on his knees, allowing Tuman's waist to fold at an opposite angle...

Unexpectedly, Tu Man's right hand was tightly grasped, but he couldn't break free!

With another pull, Tuman, who had lost his balance, leaned over, with his huge weight on Pachulia's body, and the two fell down entangled.

"boom……"

Pachulia touched the ground first, and before he could yell out, Tuman fell down, and at this time, Pachulia's right arm was stuck between the two of them!

Hearing only a "click", Pachulia let out an earth-shattering howl.

As soon as Tu Man landed, he rolled over and got up.

Regardless of whether he howled real or fake, he grabbed Pachulia's injured right arm and dragged him towards the baseline.

Pachulia was in so much pain that his howling was filled with crying sounds, and he twitched in pain.

In order to alleviate the pain, Zha Zha had no choice but to wail, roll and crawl, follow Tu Man out of the bottom line, and came all the way to the front of the camera.

Tu Man's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared at him:
"You don't want to play basketball, do you?"

"Do you want to fight freestyle?"

"I will help you!"

Holding Pachulia with his left hand, he clenched his right fist tightly, and with all his strength, the fist hit Pachulia's chin from bottom to top!
Fight free combat, I will beat you into scum!

The camera faithfully recorded the special effects at that time:

Pachulia flew into the air, sprayed out a big mouthful of blood mist in mid-air, fell heavily on the ground like a piece of rotten wood, and even bounced.

A few bright white things fell out of his mouth, and "jingling" rolled to the side...

The remaining eight people on the field were all petrified. The referee had a whistle in his mouth, but he didn't have the air to blow it out. The Phillips Arena was dead silent, and the fans were all scared to death——

God, come see Sparta!

Tu Man quietly looked at the unconscious Pachulia, like a majestic lion standing on a high hill, looking down at the prey lying in a pool of blood.

The referee finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even blew his whistle several times, but Tu Man didn't move.

The referee had no choice but to bravely walk over, Tu Man turned his head, the referee took a step back, carefully clenched his fists, and raised them above his head.

This was a gesture to expel him from the field, and Tu Man nodded numbly.

There is nothing wrong with this penalty. If the opponent is still so miserable, he will definitely be expelled. After that, there will definitely be fines and suspensions.

But he doesn't regret it, revenge for a drop of water, should be repaid by the spring!

Even if he got angry before, he never thought of breaking a rib of Pachulia, he just spat his elbow, because it was just a verbal dispute with the scum.

However, this time.

Pachulia clearly wanted to kill Tuman, he jumped so high, and then landed on Pachulia's knees, there was no need for ALS, he would be paralyzed for the rest of his life...

Since you have demonic obstacles in your heart, don't blame me for glaring at King Kong!

Tu Man nodded apologetically to his teammates on the field, and then glanced at Gentry again. Tu Man stared at Pachulia for a full three seconds before turning and walking towards the player tunnel.

Dr. Carter followed, he wasn't sure if Tu Man was injured just now.

It wasn't until this time that the Eagles fans reacted. There were boos everywhere in the Phillips Arena. Fans on both sides of the player tunnel leaned out, growled, cursed, and threw popcorn and drinks...

Tu Man turned a blind eye, letting his head and face be covered with strange things.

He raised his head, his steps were steady, his waist was straight, and he was aggressive, like a general carrying a chieftain.

The city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish.

Dr. Carter's straight suit was ruined. He wiped his face, trotted past Tu Man, and entered the locker room first.

As soon as Tu Man opened the door, Dr. Carter put down the towel and cursed:
"You bastard, pay me for my clothes!"

Tu Man laughed along with him:
"I pay, I pay..."

Dr. Carter came over and began to check his joints. Seeing the relaxed expression on Tu Man's face, he suddenly lost his temper and said in a rambling manner:
"Every day, you know how to cause trouble. Don't you know how talented you are? You have the same knowledge as those chickens and dogs, and you don't know how to feel sorry for yourself..."

After a pause, he added:

"Feeling for my...fist?"

As he spoke, he laughed.

There was nothing wrong with Tu Man's whole body, except for some bruises on his right hand bone, the force was mutual, Pachulia's jaw was about to shatter, how could Tu Man's hand be fine?

Tu Man suppressed a smile, and said thoughtfully:
"That's right, next time, I will play with fighting gloves..."

Dr. Carter suddenly pinched his nose and said with disgust:
"Tu Man, why do you smell so bad, did you step on shit?"

Only then did Tu Man recall that the strong stench on Pachulia's body before, could it be that when he landed, something he dug out of his mouth was stained with?
Thinking about it makes me feel miserable!
He rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, poured half a bottle of body wash, took a full bath three times, and then walked out smelling fragrant.

The game is over...

(End of this chapter)