This point guard is great

Chapter 263 Onset of 'Wisdom 1B' Syndrome
Jordan's retirement ceremony was very simple. It didn't last 10 minutes because of the nagging, and then there was the post-match interview. In fact, this year's post-match interview should be the easiest one for everyone. Just sing praises to Jordan, and you can't go wrong.

For general issues, press releases are not needed, just mindless boasting is fine.

Of course, there are also people like Francis who blatantly shot Jordan at 250 and said that he is not popular. If he is not popular, there must be a reason. Now the guard field in the West is empty. Strictly speaking, only Nash is alone to support the scene.

You are like now, in fact, Boss Fu has no prejudice against Jordan himself, and he doesn't despise him so much when he checks the data. He simply thinks that this is more individual.

And then... he really had a personality, because Stern got the press release and put him on the blacklist right away....

Put eye drops on him at a time like today, not to mention Francis, even Ma Hong, Dayao, and the chattering group of people will not get used to it. This is my youth, whoever dares to find fault at this time, let him know that Grandpa KFC doesn’t only eat hamburgers.

At midnight, Ma Hong and Taylor took a special car to go back to the hotel. At this time, Ma Hong was still waiting.

Just now there was news from the hospital about being reimbursed for the regular season. There were rumors that he would not put on his jersey again until the playoffs. However, there was a lot of water, and Ma Hong estimated that his injury was not that serious.

The situation of the Lakers is very strange, because the chatter who needs to rest has been fighting bloody battles all year round, and the large salted fish who needs to strengthen the exercise to develop the six-spirited abdominal muscles has been fishing for a long time. When encountering such two troublesome people, it is estimated that Jenny Buss' big bed can't soothe the angry heart of the old man, so it is reasonable to force chatter to rest this time.

Of course, it doesn't matter, because there are only two imaginary enemies for Mahon in the West this year, one is the Lakers and the other is the Spurs, anyone can come.

The phone and text message rang, and the silent Ma Hong opened his eyes wide. At this moment, there was a murderous look in his eyes: "Stop the car, you go back to the hotel first."

Ma Hong's tone was very cold. To be honest, Ma Hong frightened Taylor Swift at this moment.

Since Ma Hong got in the car, he has been holding the mobile phone to look at the scenery outside the car, without saying a word, Taylor has a strange feeling, as if he is sharpening a knife and is about to use it, until the text message rings, that is, the high heels upstairs finally landed.

The car stopped, Ma Hong got out of the car and intercepted a taxi and went away.

The driver was hesitating whether to drive or not, when he saw the face of Meimei in the reversing mirror, which was disastrous to the country and the people, suddenly crying with pear blossoms and rain. Well, at this moment, the driver felt that Ma Hong was heinous.

Under the charm of 500 yuan, the taxi Ma Hong found drove the effect of F1.

In an unremarkable basketball gymnasium, it was already late at night, except for Christine, who was wearing a beige trench coat at the door, had short hair, and wore sunglasses and smoked a cigarette at night.

Mahon's jersey, sneakers and wristbands are placed on the box at Christian's feet.

"He's inside." Christine's voice was a little hoarse after becoming the boss.

But at this moment, Ma Hong was very happy, and the irrepressible excitement was about to burst out. He threw away the expensive clothes on his body, and Ma Hong put on a full set of equipment and gave Christine a soft high-five.

The two walked side by side to the only brightly lit arena in the arena. There, a figure wearing a red No. 23 jersey was practicing dribbling, and then quickly turned around and dunked!

"Miss Antur, if you consider being my secretary, I can give you a salary of 500 million a year. This jersey is very comfortable."

Michael Jordan was slightly sweaty, but his jersey was dry.

Ma Hong was wearing a white No. 1 jersey, and his expression wanted to become serious, but he couldn't control the corners of his mouth.

Knowing who he was waiting for, Jordan smiled briskly: "It's normal that I can't suppress it. In fact, when I won the championship for the first time, I was in the same state. I didn't choose you at that time. I guess you have been angry for a long time."

"I never cared because of this kind of boring thing."

???

Jordan is a little speechless, Christine almost kidnapped him here in the middle of the night, tell me it's not because of the previous hatred?

Ma Hong walked up to Jordan: "I'm here because your name is Michael Jordan!"

"Boy, are you serious?" Jordan was a little confused. How many counterfeit drugs did Ma Hong take before he dared to do such a thing to him: "I declare first that as long as it is related to basketball, I will not show mercy to anything."

"Of course!"

Jordan also put away the smile on his face.

Today is his night of glory. After the game, he specially ordered the escort service of 5 Latino girls, and then his clothes were taken off, and he was transported here.

Damn, when did JN get organized! ?

But that didn't matter. The moment Christine came over with the coin when he was standing opposite Mahon, Jordan had already adjusted his state instantly, making everything unimportant. Well, now nothing was important except Mahon in front of him. Jordan's eyes shone like a beast. He was very angry after losing to Kobe today and being attacked by Mahon again.

Coincidentally, so did Mahon.

"Front." After Jordan finished speaking, it was as if he was seeing Mahon for the first time at this moment.

For a long time, this young man who he thought was playing with his brain like Bird and Stockton actually had such a side, with a schizophrenic sense of vision. In fact, even those wild basketball players may not have the killing intent of Mahon at the moment.

At least Artest is like a kitten compared to Mahone at the moment.

The coin bounced high and Jordan went first.

With a signature shrug, Mahon switched places with Jordan.

"I hope it won't end too soon." Jordan took the basketball from Ma Hong's hands, and didn't intend to throw it back. He waited for 3 seconds and stared directly at Ma Hong's eyes.
Fast and strong!

Jordan rested for a few hours and was in almost perfect condition.

The world is so unfair, and monsters are always monsters. Although most people are playing in today's All-Star Game, playing will inevitably consume their bodies. It is possible to ignore this consumption. There are not five players on the All-Star field, but there is this old guy who has retired in his 5s.

Jordan played very witty, which is also his serious performance, with hot emotions but cold inside.

I have to admit that Mahon is the second player Jordan has misjudged besides Bird. Apart from his body, Mahon is now perfect in Jordan's eyes, so the competition skills are brain-dead, and I have a capital.

Use gold bricks as jelly beans, just smash them and finish the job!

This ball is quite smart, but at this moment, Ma Hong started the "time of choice"!
(End of this chapter)