Violent striker

When domestic commentators were looking forward to a bright future, Yao Ming scored again, and this time he also earned a foul from Yang Mo.

He returned to the half court and was still stuck with Magloire asking for the ball. When Alston passed the ball in, Yang Mo rushed out to steal the ball, but Yao Ming had already aimed at it from the corner of his eye. After seeing his action, he took the first step to grab the basketball.After receiving the basketball, he quickly turned around to meet Yang Mo and bumped into him, and then deliberately threw the basketball with an awkward movement... Shua!

The basketball hit the net, and the referee decisively gave Yang Mo a foul.

Although Yang Mo was innocent of this foul, he had no choice but to let himself be fooled? So, he didn't argue and let the punishment go.

"Little friend, you are still young." Yao Ming did not forget to tease Yang Mo in Chinese when he stood at the free throw line.

Yang Mo listened, and directly responded with trash talk: "What's so cool about picking up a piece of dog shit with the help of the referee?"

"..."

Yao Ming didn't realize it, and it took him a while to understand that Yang Mo said he was just lucky.Wanting to fight back, Yang Mo has already run to the front to block and prepare to grab a rebound.Immediately, his heart choked extremely uncomfortable. He really had never seen any Chinese player with such a broken mouth.

"This kid really doesn't want to suffer at all. With this character of vengeance, no wonder he can suppress a group of old players as a rookie player. He is too strong."

Yao Ming said silently in his heart, in fact, he admired Yang Mo quite a lot. He thought it was a good thing that Yang Mo had such a personality. To play basketball, he had to be aggressive, but he suffered from not being aggressive enough.He was often teased and teased on the court.

Bang!

I don't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but he missed the free throw because he was always accurate in free throws. Yang Mo squeezed Scola away and took off the rebound easily.Then it was handed over to Mario Chalmers. Just as he was about to run a fast break, he found that Artest and Weaver were already waiting at halftime. He had no choice but to ask Chalmers to slow down and run slowly towards the frontcourt.

On the way to the frontcourt, Yang Mo did not forget to joke with Yao Ming beside him: "You just got lucky and picked up a foul, but in the end it turned into a rebound and returned it to me? This is called good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Do you understand?"

Yao Ming was chased by Yang Mo to talk trash, and felt extremely noisy.If he knew that Yang Mo would be so difficult on the court, he wouldn't invite the couple to lunch.How can anyone scold themselves after eating their own food? Don't they all say that they eat people's mouths?This guy has a tough mouth!

After Yang Mo said a few words, he speeded up and came near the free throw line, just about to ask for the ball.Artest tangled up.Sure enough, as he said, the Rockets specially sent him here to defend tonight.

"Boy, don't try to score a goal on my head. I said I will show you how good I am." Artest followed Yang Mo closely while talking harshly, completely forgetting that Yang Mo had given him a hand before the game started. his lesson.

Yang Mo didn't want to play singles at first, but now that Artest said so, he can't do without hitting him.

Yang Mo has such a violent temper, you dare to provoke me.I will trample you to death immediately.Never play any kind of gentleman's revenge. It's not too late for ten years. If you want to be destroyed, you will be destroyed on the spot.Save your ears irritated by chattering nonsense.

Immediately, Yang Mo stuck Artest with his back, and then reached out for the ball.Artest has been working hard behind Yang Mo, trying to create difficulties for Yang Mo's position.But?His little strength is really not enough, it is like a seven-year-old trying to push a man, isn't it like scratching an itch?

It is true that Artest is powerful, but that is also relative to outside players.And Yang Mo is the most powerful center in the history of the NBA. The peak strength of the Sharks in the NBA is that they can block and kill Buddhas to block Buddhas. To catch the ball is three steps. .It's that simple, no matter how many people you hang on your body, no one will stop me if I want to buckle.

The peak strength of the shark was concentrated into Yang Mo's height of 1.9 meters [-], and the energy emanating from each muscle can be imagined.

Therefore, Yang Mo easily caught the basketball passed by Chalmers, and then decisively used the inside technique... Boom!puff!Boom!puff!

Yang Mo patted the ball and kept hitting it in. At the beginning, Artest was still able to hold on with his teeth gritted.At the third blow, he had to let go of his strength, because if he continued to fight so stubbornly, he would be directly knocked down.Artest didn't want to lose face, so he could only let go of his strength.

Seeing that he let go of his strength, Yang Mo no longer squeezed into the inner line. After all, there are four people in the inner line now, one is [-] meters, one is [-] meters, and the other is about [-] meters. The restricted area was packed to the brim, so I still didn't go in to join in the fun.

So, when Yang Mo took a step inside the free throw line, his shoulders suddenly shook, and Artest hurried up, trying to defend himself.But as soon as he posted it, Yang Mo's buttocks turned up... Puff!

It happened to hit his lower body, and he subconsciously let out an 'oh', and took a deep breath.

At this moment, Yang Mo suddenly turned around with his buttocks close to his body, and then quickly pointed the ball upwards.The movements were so lifelike and quick that Artest was tricked into jumping subconsciously.Seeing this, Yang Mo quickly moved up, leaning on Artest's body to throw the basketball awkwardly as if Yao Ming tricked him into fouling... Drip!

As soon as the basketball was shot, the referee blew his whistle.

Boom!The basketball hit the top of the rim, and the Rockets fans breathed a sigh of relief.And just when Scola was about to take off the backboard at the basket, the basketball fell straight into the net... Whoa!

yes!

Seeing the basketball hit the net, Yang Mo waved his arms excitedly.Then he said to Artest who was fouled: "Is this the defensive skill of the best defensive player in the NBA? Why is it similar to Uncle Wang in my previous community? He is a retired worker, and his left leg is still in the battle to resist the US and aid Korea You have been injured, and your defensive actions are really exactly the same. Have you also been on the Korean battlefield?"

Being ridiculed by Yang Mo so much, Artest's old face turned purple, he kept adjusting his breathing in anger, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions and punch Yang Mo in the face.

Yang Mo was not at all afraid of this, if he dared to strike first, Yang Mo would beat him into a cake in minutes.

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