Violent striker

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A group of big shots looked at each other, with angry looks on their faces, thinking in their hearts: What the hell, I really thought you were Jordan, I can still win without you.

No one is willing to apologize, after all, this is a matter of saving face.

Seeing that the scene was stiff, Yang Mo was not in a hurry. He chuckled and said lightly, "Anyway, I don't care. It doesn't matter to me whether I get the bonus or not. But I really want to listen. If you don't win a game, the money you get will not matter." It's just a travel expense, right?"

When Yang Mo said this, it was as if he had grasped everyone's seven inches.Everyone came here for money, and it was clearly stated in the contract that No. 1 had a total bonus of 1000 million, and No. 4 had a service fee of [-] per person.

No one is short of the 3000 yuan. Everyone came this time for the 1000 million bonus.

"Whoever takes the lead in isolating me will come out and apologize to me. I'll leave the words here, and you can decide for yourself whether you want face or real money."

After saying this, Yang Mo sat aside, turned his head and hummed a little song, very comfortable.

Yang Mo strangled their Qicun right now, knowing that there was something wrong with their lineup.If you don't defend the outside line on the inside, no matter how awesome you are, you can't kill anyone, not to mention that the outside line is no worse than you.And Yang Mo is just the most important part of the Jinding team. If he sits off the court, winning is absolutely impossible.If he is on the field, he can still fight. After all, the Mingyang team has no foreign aid, and there is Harris here.

Several national team leaders walked aside to discuss it, and decided not to bow their heads and apologize to Yang Mo, because they couldn't get rid of this face.

Although Wang Yuhuai wanted Yang Mo to play from the bottom of his heart, but after all, the minority obeyed the majority. With a big wave, Harris went up and Zhu Fangyu went down.

The game continued. Harris played to supplement the Jinding team's outside firepower, but the inside line was still smashed by Yi Jianlian and **, and Harris couldn't defend Yi Jianlian. After all, there was too much height difference, not to mention Yi Jianlian's athletic ability Not lose him.

Therefore, after the first quarter, the point difference widened even further, 32:17, [-] points behind.

During the break, Yang Mo was not in a hurry while sitting on the bench, Xiaoqu hummed louder, and he waited for those guys to run over to apologize.

Yang Mo was not in a hurry, but Zhou Yiyi was very anxious. She sat on the rostrum like an ant on the heat, and kept thinking: What's going on, why didn't Brother Mo play.I can invite a scout from the Heat. If he doesn't play, won't my money be wasted?

When she was anxious, she couldn't help but glanced at the blond middle-aged man sitting on the sidelines. He was already yawning. It seemed that the game was really boring for him.

"What should I do? What should I do??" Yi Yi wanted to run to the bench immediately, reminding Wang Yuhuai to replace Yang Mo.

Why did Wang Yuhuai not want to replace Yang Mo?After all, it has something to do with how much money he can get, but it's not easy for him to say this now, for fear of offending others.

Therefore, Yang Mo still did not play in the second quarter.

After the game continued, the score continued to expand overwhelmingly.Three minutes before halftime, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.The players took the initiative to call a timeout on the field, and then several national team members gathered together for a small meeting, and finally... Wang Shipeng walked towards Yang Mo with an aggrieved expression on his face.

No way, for the benefit of everyone, he had to sacrifice his own face.After all, this is about 1000 million yuan, and no one wants to get out with 3000 yuan.

Wang Shipeng walked to Yang Mo's side, and whispered unwillingly: "I'm sorry."

"What??" Yang Mo yelled deliberately, "I can't hear you."

Yang Mo shouted at the top of his voice, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him. The audience in the first five rows stood up and looked at this place.

Seeing this, Wang Shipeng was extremely annoyed. He really wanted to turn his head and walk past this "little man's success".But looking back, the other team members looked at me with the eyes of "sacrificing the small self to fulfill the big self". There is no way, for the benefit of everyone and for their own benefit (he who was asked to apologize by a few national team members just now) extra 20 points), he decided to go all out, and said loudly, "I'm sorry!"

Yang Mo laughed after hearing this, and said, "You didn't say I'm sorry, what do you mean?"

"Don't push yourself too hard?" Wang Shipeng gritted his teeth and said.

"You don't need to apologize." Yang Mo shrugged, completely ignoring his anger.

"You..." Wang Shipeng wanted to get mad, but for the sake of Qian, he held back and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't take the lead in isolating you, please play now, let's win the game together, okay?" ?”

"Not good." Yang Mo shook his head resolutely, and said, "You, you can only sit on the bench and play with you when I'm on the court. I feel sick."

"Don't go too far..." Wang Shipeng was about to yell, when several national team members hurried up and pulled him aside.

Now the situation is stronger than others, Yang Mo finally agreed to play, if you make any accidents, it will be very bad, who wants to live with money!

Wang Yuhuai next to him was very happy to see that Yang Mo was willing to play, and hurried over to play against Yang Mo, but Yang Mo ignored him and said, "I watched two quarters of the game from the sidelines just now. I'll leave it to you I’m sorry, I have experience in playing him. As for Yi Jianlian, his desire to directly attack the basket is not high tonight, so let him shoot from the center.”

After finishing, he walked to the field first.

As soon as Yang Mo came on stage, Yi Yi went crazy. She quickly patted her father next to her and said, "Dad, Dad, that's Yang Mo."

On Monday, his father glanced at Yang Mo on the field with some doubts, then at his daughter, and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I know." Zhou Yi nodded, blushing unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhai knew what was going on without guessing, and his expression was a little ugly.It is true that he likes basketball, but it is absolutely impossible for his daughter to marry a basketball player.

As soon as Yang Mo came on stage, he stuck to his breasts tightly. Seeing a guy who happened to be taller than her shoulders approach him, she couldn't help laughing and jokingly said, "Little brother, did you find the wrong person?"

"That's right, it's you."

Yang Mo also chuckled. At this time, Sun Yue had already dribbled the ball over. Seeing that Yang Mo asked for the ball, he hesitated and passed it in.

When Yang Mo received the ball, ** took a step back subconsciously, because he felt that Yang Mo would definitely break through him head-on, after all, his small size would have an advantage in breaking through.

But...Yang Mo was beyond his expectation. Yang Mo turned his back and bumped into him directly with his back.

** Seeing that Yang Mo was going to hit him single with his back, he was overjoyed, and thought to himself, isn't this a car with a mantis arm?

Before he could laugh happily, Yang Mo silenced him... Boom!Yang Mo bumped into him heavily, and immediately he felt a huge force hit him, as if being hit by a boulder, his breathing was stagnant and he couldn't breathe... Boom!

Yang Mo arched again, and this time, ** directly made her unsteady, and fell straight to the ground.

When the girl fell to the ground, the audience was stunned. No one expected that the little man Yang Mo would knock the girl who is known as the most powerful of the three Great Walls to the ground.

In the disbelief of the audience, Yang Mo jumped high and smashed the basketball into the basket.

The moment the basketball was slammed into the basket by Yang Mo, the Miami scout sitting on the sidelines visibly trembled, and at that moment he clearly saw O'Neal's shadow.

"Oh my god! What happened? The **** was knocked over by a little man!"

As Miami's chief scout, Powell couldn't help but hugged his head, he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

What did this guy eat to grow up? Why does such a 'petite' body contain such powerful strength?

After Powell was shocked, he quickly took out a pen and wrote down in his notebook: The power is amazing!