This point guard is great

Chapter 119 Kwame Brown is also considered a legend?

After a simple change of equipment in the locker room of the Wizards Arena, Ma Hong talked about today's tactics.

In fact, there is no need for any tactics. In his words, I defended Jordan myself, and Artest kept an eye on Hamilton in the rotation. Don't let this running man be a monster.

When Mahon said this, there was silence in the locker room.

In the end, Jaylen Rose opened his mouth in disbelief: "Well, Mahon, did I hear you wrong just now, are you guarding against Michael!?"

"Would you like to come?"

Uh, if Ma Hong wants to ask this question, everyone will have no problem. Don’t look at the fierceness of Artest’s mouth. If you want him to defend Jordan, it’s impossible not to panic.

It would be best for Ma Hong to be willing to clear mines independently.

8:20pm

Players from both sides entered the field, and Kwame Brown once again saw Mahon who hadn't seen him for a long time.

It seems that since they played together in high school, they have never been separated for such a long time. Just looking at Artest who is running back and forth with Mahon now, Kwame Brown wants to laugh and feel a little bit lost. It was the same at that time, Mahon was always the center of the team, and then he and Kristin would always circle around him.

Practice before the game, the Bulls and Wizards players have nothing to say now, everyone squats in their own half and waits for the bosses of the two sides to spray each other.

Jordan on the 23rd and Mahon on the 1st stand on the center line of the arena.

"Michael, the debt collector is here. I will start the next game, so should you return my trophy?"

Ma Hong's bad mouth was Jordan's most hated topic as soon as he opened his mouth.

But can trophies be given? Of course not.

So Jordan snorted: "Trophy? I have a lot of those things, but none of them are superfluous. I don't remember any agreement. Son, you probably want to touch the trophy so much that you have an auditory hallucination."

"Michael, do you know that there is a function in electronic equipment called recording?"

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Looking at each other, Jordan became a little annoyed, and finally gritted his teeth: "We will bet on the outcome of this game. If you lose, you will get the trophy. If you win, I will bring the tape to you."

Ma Hong shaved his chin, and there seemed to be a devil's tail swaying behind him: "Well, it's not good. After all, the media must be more interested in the reckless Jordan. Maybe I can make a lot of money."

Hmph, it's just money, young man, you don't know anything about the old man's financial strength, Jordan said easily, "If you want to win, I'll give you an extra million!"

Mahon picked out his ears.

"1000 million!" Jordan gritted his teeth.

"Michael, don't be so petty. With your reputation, shouldn't you give black money at least 99 billion?"

What the hell, Jordan almost wanted to be savage, but this is a stadium, if he beats Mahon, the scene would be ugly, Jordan continued through his teeth, "Say, what do you want?"

Ma Hong laughed: "Mr. Michael, you may not be able to wear six rings on one hand."

"You are dreaming!" Jordan can give the championship trophy if he is in a hurry, but the championship ring is absolutely impossible!
Jordan looks very determined, it seems difficult to discuss, but it doesn't matter, it's gambling, you can raise your bet!

After thinking about it, Ma Hong still wanted the ring very much, and then secretly made an agreement to Jordan.

The content is that if Jordan loses, he will act as a thug for Mahon in the All-Star Game, and he will fight as he says.

Jordan sneered at this, a home music was exhausted, Ma Hong dared to dream of the All-Star game, you know, there is only one month left for Ma Hong, this is almost an impossible task.

The bet... reached a continuation.

Moreover, Jordan is a thief, taking advantage of Ma Hong's appearance like a fish in water, he put forward a new bet. If Ma Hong wins this game, Jordan will not give him the trophy immediately, but when Ma Hong attended the All-Star Game this season, Jordan lost both the trophy and the ring to Ma Hong at the opening ceremony, but if Ma Hong cannot attend the All-Star Game, the bet will be void!Jordan bought himself double insurance.

Ma Hong agreed very simply.

Ma Hong: Thank you, boss, for giving me a trophy and a ring.

Jordan: Young people, success in one day, the All-Star Game, you can't grasp it!

Jordan and Ma Hong are very satisfied with this bet...

"Hey, Tyron, is Tony Mahon the one shorter than you?"

Tyronn Lue looked at Whitney very unhappily, "Is it okay not to emphasize height or something, and you are so proud, everyone has the same registered height, and you are only a millimeter taller than me because of the thickness of your hair."

Unhappy, but bear with it, after all, Tyronn Lue has just entered the rotation, and Whitney is the starter.

"It's him. This kid is very difficult to deal with. He played tricks in the small roles of the Bulls in the summer league. Now that he is in the main draft, he must be even stronger."

The implication of Tyronn Lue is that if he enters the main election, he will be stronger!

Throwing the ball easily at the free throw line, Whitney smiled and said, "You think too much, Tyronn, it's just that you are weak. I beat him up today!"

While speaking, Whitney threw another goal, ignoring Tylen Lue's face that was already blue with anger.

Chris Whitney, the starting point guard for the Washington Wizards, has a registered height of 1 meters, excellent pass and control ability, strong breakthrough, and stable outside scoring. He is the only player in the league who has not missed a free throw since the season. Even Mahon still conceded 83 goals, but Whitney averaged 3 free throws per game, and his hit rate was 3.1%!

"Haha, Whitney is bullying Tyronn again, and I said he must be afraid that Tyronn will steal his starting position." This is the starting center of the Wizards, Jia Xidi White, a black strong man with a height of 2 meters 06.

Since Boss Joe's requirements for the inside line are not very high, as long as he can get rebounds, White has successfully become the main center of the Wizards.

He was still a power forward last season.

There was a clapping sound, and Doug Collins, then head coach of the Wizards, clapped his hands: "Don't be careless, the current Bulls are a formidable enemy. Their inside line is very strong, and they have Artest, a top forward defender. Michael, be careful, that guy has black hands."

It's a pity that I can't smoke cigars, but Boss Qiao's haughty and disdainful eyes let everyone understand that Taizi, in the eyes of Boss Qiao, is just a top seller, so don't care about it at all.

Kwame Brown was silently being a little transparent on the side. From time to time, he secretly looked at Mahon across the court, and then looked at his head coach Collins and Jordan. In fact, he really wanted to say that according to his experience of playing with Mahon for so long, well, things should not develop so smoothly.

With a loud whistle, the referee threw the basketball in his hand high.

At 8:40 in the evening, the premiere of the most prime-time broadcast in the United States, the Washington Wizards at home.

Point guard Chris Whitney, shooting guard Michael Jordan, small forward Hibbert Davis, power forward Puobeye, center Kwame Brown!
Before going on the court, Jordan specially grabbed Kwame Brown to his side, with a black face, staring at his murderous eyes and pointing at the bull: "Rush to the basket, if there is a ball, throw the damn ball into the basket!"

Kwame Brown wanted to say that I was actually quite happy playing with Mahon, but let me tell you, I am weak.

On the other side, Ma Hong was much simpler, with a nasty smile, paired with a smiling face, pointing at Jordan: "Kill him!"

(End of this chapter)