This point guard is great

Chapter 155

About half an hour later.

Artest fell to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and looked at Mahon resentfully. He lost.

The attack distance is too different. This big man's fighting skills are very average. If he has the same physical fitness, Taizi dares to say that he can fight two, but it's too unreasonable.

It's a fart, but thinking about being scolded for sending clothes for no reason just now, he couldn't bear it, and fought hard.

After being beaten again, when Dayao grabbed his clothes and punched him in the face, Artest hoped that the boss could save him, and then he saw the boss drinking coffee, and Taylor was still holding the coffee pot.

If you want to cry but have no tears, the whole world has double standards.

It was agreed that the players should not have anything to do with the cheerleading team, but Ma Hong took Taylor almost like a meat (anti-swallowing) toilet. Every day as long as she was in Chicago, she took it with her wherever she went. She didn’t even need to train.

The price was terrible.

Suspended for one game, the team fined 2 yuan, and the young lady was fired. Yasuko was very desperate at the time.

Well, he didn't want to think wildly, it's because he was about to be knocked out by the hammer, aren't you tired from the beating, stop beating, your face is a bit unbearable, obviously you scolded me, why do you still look angry and helpless?

"The pronunciation of our country is different from that of English. The word he said is used to describe tension in our country." Mahon explained in English.

Oh, it turned out to be like this... Artest fainted peacefully.

The big old black in his hand had fallen limply, and Dayao shook Artest's head to make sure that he would not jump. After winning the fight, his own face was also bruised and swollen, with an annoyed and inexplicable expression.

At this time, Taylor ran over bouncingly: "He, isn't he dead?"

This guy who owes him is so cowardly, he wants to touch Artest, but he is afraid that Artest will suddenly sit up and bite someone.

Dayao didn't quite understand what he heard, and now he's not in the mood to answer. At the beginning of the century, national athletes were not allowed to fight in China, let alone this fight going abroad. It's good to not be expelled after the calf, let alone the draft.

"How does it feel to beat him up?" Ma Hong said in Chinese and walked to Dayao.

Now that Dayao has thrown Artest away, the person is sitting, but his height has reached Ma Hong's chest. Now Ma Hong is 186 tall and is still growing.

Dayao smiled wryly: "Ma Hong, have I offended you? Why do you destroy me as soon as I come?"

Mahon's question mark face.

Dayao: "Didn't you ask him to beat me up?"

After thinking for three seconds, Ma Hong took out his pistol while Dayao was stunned, pure gold: "I want to beat you, do you need his help?"

"Fuck, you are a gun, why do you have this thing!? The police don't care?"

Compared with Dayao's fuss, the staff here and Taylor are much calmer. Isn't it just a gun? No fuss. The gun is not important, but the material is important. A pure gold gun is a symbol of status.

Turning around and telling people that the person holding a pure gold gun has had coffee in this shop is all bragging capital.

Ma Hong thought for a while, then returned to Dayao and said, "That's not important. Anyway, I will put this thing away after passing the security check. The point is, he beat you because of his accent. In English, there are some insulting words that you can't say. By the way, you can't invite people to eat watermelon."

Ma Hong said while briefly listing a few examples.

Dayao felt that his death was so wronged that he couldn't see his death in peace. You should have said it earlier, why should I fight this idiot?

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you fight or not. I'm asking you, is it fun to beat him?"

Mahon asked again.

Dayao is a kind person. He nodded, "It was really enjoyable. If Zuo Zuo is going to be fired, I want to beat him up again."

Ma Hong laughed, that's right.

After transferring the final payment to the coffee shop, Mahon asked Dayao to drag Artest and covered him with his sportswear to avoid panic, and then a group of people got into the car. Considering Dayao's figure, Mahon asked Christine to get a huge modified car.

It's no problem to throw someone away.

As the car drove slowly, Artest opened his eyes in a daze, and almost passed out again. When he opened his eyes, he saw Dayao sitting in front of him. Damn it, Artest didn't want to see this guy in a short time. This is a monster, it's too scary.

Although Dayao is tall and looks naive, he is actually very sharp.

Noticing that Artest woke up, he said in awkward English: "I... I'm sorry, my English is not good, and I'm not quite used to your language. Just now Ma Hong told me that it was my fault. I didn't mean to insult you. How about I treat you to dinner?"

"Please note, I just said that you have a grammar problem, not that you are wrong for beating him." Mahon added fuel to the fire while playing with the ball.

Artest was very angry, not to Yao, but to Ma Hong: "Boss, you knew I couldn't beat him, right, you just want to beat me up, right!"

"Uh... yes."

Admit it, you uncle, you actually admitted it! ?

Artest was trembling with excitement, but there was nothing he could do, tears were about to fall.

Dayao, who was sitting on the side, was dumbfounded. He had also been to the Mavericks, but it seemed that the atmosphere of Mahon in the Bulls was completely different from that in Dallas. Why do you feel that he has a bit of a bully temperament?

Next, Dayao, Artest, and Taylor chatted together strangely.

The reason was that after this incident, they didn't want to get too close to Ma Hong, and felt that their lives were in danger. Whenever Dayao thought of Ma Hong's gun, he felt nervous around him. On the contrary, Taizi and Dayao didn't know each other.

And Taizi also thinks that this big man is really good, at least he is more reliable than Ma Hong, but he just doesn't know how to play the ball, with his height and reflexes, it's a pity not to play.

Since Taylor is Mahon's personal secretary, the team signed her up to learn Chinese, and she understands a little bit. Now she is working as an interpreter, and the three of them chat very lively.

Except that the lips of the donkey don't match the mouth of the horse, they are all harmonious.

Knowing that Dayao will participate in the draft this year, Artest almost jumped up: "Boss, let the team choose him, this big man is definitely worth a first round, let's go and change it back."

Ma Hong glanced at Artest, and Artest immediately sat back on the chair: "I just think he is very good, and he must be suitable for our team...don't be angry."

Fit for the team?

It's really suitable, but looking at the bruised and swollen Artest, Ma Hong sneered and said: "He will be the No.

FUCKING....

Almost knocked himself out, Artest's head shook like a rattle, but when he looked at this big man again, he never expected that Ma Hong's evaluation of him would be so high, champion! ?

(End of this chapter)