This point guard is great

Chapter 125 No one should be born strong
The Bulls high-fived each other back to the defense, almost excitedly announcing the victory ahead of time.

At this time, Jordan suddenly laughed, as if it was true, since he wanted to be the boss and took off his jersey to wear a suit, it seemed that he hadn't played well for a long time. It seemed that the young people now thought that this was Michael Jordan.

Without calling a timeout, Jordan just jogged toward midfield.

When passing by Kwame Brown, Jordan was quite moved and patted the big man on the shoulder: "Play as much as you can, I don't expect you to hit any good shots, at least rebounds, you will always grab them, just leave scoring and dribbling to me, Kwame Brown, this is your last chance to prove yourself."

Jordan didn't yell this time, and didn't look at him fiercely, but just like that, Kwame Brown panicked even more.

At this time, when Kwame Brown was in a daze.

Jordan, who suddenly got the pass, didn't wait for anyone, and simply showed his extreme speed and entered the Bulls' half!
Artest's reaction was quick, and he stepped forward to defend immediately. Jordan turned around with a sharp dribble and passed Artest directly.

After that, it was an open one-arm dunk!
Jordan let out a roar, pointing his fingers at the five bulls, and then punched his chest, overflowing with arrogance!

Michael Jordan, the terminator of the era of violent basketball in the NBA, is the last and most successful emperor superstar.

The market value of a person is almost equivalent to most of the market valuation of the NBA that year.

To put it another way, it's ugly. Half of the players in the NBA are supported by Jordan, but the way they are raised is different. He uses his fame.

In terms of personal style, Jordan has a strong physique that is close to that of a fighter. He can maintain his offense in the face of any foul. Similarly, except for his body, this old guy is almost full of all kinds of basketball skills, especially the back jumper, which cannot be blocked or blocked.

Jordan's strength, to those who came from Oakley's era, is a proper shadow of a teenager.

In the last 20 seconds of the third quarter today, the shadow of Jordan covered Artest's head. Facing Taizi's attack, Boss Joe used his unreasonably strong body to push Artest's elbow with his chest. Artest was fouled and made a mistake at the same time. It was also this ball, and Jordan personally fought back!
And it was a 3-point buzzer counterattack!

Driven by the DJ of the Wizards, the home fans cheered Michael Jordan's name over and over again, and the big screen also played Jordan's violent and unreasonable violent style of the last ball in a loop.

Artest was very angry and fought hard to lose, he admitted, but just now Jordan used a trick to grab his jersey!

Without this, he could have evaded it, but Jordan pulled his jersey, and Artest couldn't get rid of it, so he could only throw an elbow hard shot. Now everyone is shouting how great Jordan is, and how despicable Artest is, so despicable. Taizi feels that he is as pure as Jordan compared to a little white flower.

The ball was aggrieved, and Artest wanted to protest, so if you have the guts, just show the whole shot, what does editing mean.

But Mahon refused, and Mahon grabbed Artest by his collar and grabbed him back to the bench: "Don't be stupid, you will only get a technical foul if you go, and they won't talk to you."

"I understand the truth, but I just don't want to be reconciled. Why are he turning a blind eye to such a dirty move? I was just forced to raise my elbow, but they all came at me!"

"Despicable?" Ma Hong smiled strangely.

This made Artest feel a kind of ridicule, just like the teacher's expression every time he took an exam, damn it, Mahon is the boss, but you can't treat Artest like this!
The little beast was furious on the spot: "Ma Hong, what do you mean!?"

Taizi's inexplicable roar made the Bulls' bench go silent for a moment, so if this guy's brain is flooded at this time and he is overthrown by the Wizards, the Bulls will be very disappointed.

Facing Artest, who was filled with anger in an instant, Ma Hong didn't care at all.

This defiant attitude made Artest even more angry.

"Ron, have you misunderstood something? Dirty, dirty? I didn't see it at all. What I saw was the No.1 Michael Jordan in basketball, the invincible Michael Jordan. If you are dissatisfied, just think about how to defeat him, take away his god position, reverse the audience's impression, and only complain like a child. Have you not given up milk?"

"I fuck you!" Artest threw off Oakley and Chandler who were holding him, and stepped forward to grab Mahon.

"So, Ron, Jordan is weaker than you." While speaking, Ma Hong suddenly poured the Gatorade in his hand on Artest's face,

Responding instinctively, Artest dodged, but Mahon only had an empty cup in his hand and was about to curse.

At this time, Ma Hong has already rushed forward with a straight face, with such eyes, cold, cruel, and tyrannical, looking at Artest is not looking at his teammates, no, it is not like looking at people, it is like looking at food!
The left hand grabbed Artest's collar for an instant, then raised his hand, and his knuckles bumped into Artest's eyes with slightly protruding knuckles.

Done!

Artest didn't dare to bet on whether Ma Hong would abolish his eye, and wanted to distance himself in a panic.

The arm loosened.

Artest fell to the ground weakly in an instant.

The referees and security guards on the sidelines had already run over. Ma Hong and Cartwright immediately stepped forward to explain in a friendly manner.

The crowd around the Bulls was so dense that the referees couldn't see it clearly, so they just asked them to pay attention.

When Ma Hong returned to the sidelines and sat down with his legs crossed, Artest fell to the ground and was still in shock. He almost thought that his eyes were going to be scrapped.

"If you're just stronger, faster, and stronger, you should be invincible. Then what's the point of basketball? Ron, accept the fact that even though Michael is 41 years old and old, he's still stronger than you. Then stand up for me and stop him with all the means you can. Otherwise, you will be the stepping stone on his legendary road. In the last quarter, I won't defend him!"

Mahon was rough, but Artest's eyes gradually shone brightly!
Supporting himself to stand up, the little brother Eddie Curry next to him wanted to help but was pushed away by Artest, and then sat next to Mahon: "Tell me, how can I win him!"

Fear, panic, all kinds of negative buffs caused by Jordan in those 20 seconds were all at this moment, and Artest disappeared without a trace!
(Thanks to the boss of 'Zero Knight' for the reward, Jiageng is on the way, the donkey cart is a bit slow)
(End of this chapter)