Guard With a Knife

At the moment when it was announced that the tripartite ‘trade’ was reached, Dugge was discussing with his parents on the backstage of the draft contest about what to eat tonight. . The fastest update visit: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ. Lao Du wants to try the hot pot in Chinatown, Lao Lan said that the hot pot in Chinatown is not authentic at all and has a ‘milk’ taste. It’s better to find a Michelin restaurant to eat authentic filet steak. Then Lao Du said that Lao Lan, you are the degenerate ‘sex’ of the petty bourgeoisie, but he also said that if Doug calls his ‘female’ friend over, he can consider eating Western food.

Speaking of a'female' friend, Lao Lan suddenly remembered Lao Du's thoughtless remarks in front of reporters before, and she quickly reckoned the old accounts.

The two began to have a small-scale quarrel, and their emotions were subtly controlled in the interval between anger and jokes.

This is the unique ‘communication’ method of their old husbands and wives.

Du Ge just admired silently beside him, he liked the time with his parents very much. Although one of them is a wealthy real estate agent, and the other is a gentle and noble sweet song queen, they can't get together, and their **** patterns are very different, but they can find a point of harmony and love for each other.

This is a very great philosophy.

When Du Ge was going to sponsor the dining table to get two glasses of water for Old Du Laolan, Michael Sley, who was wearing an oversize suit standing upright on the ditch, walked over: "Hey, Snoo will get to know him again. This is Michael Sley. We will be teammates from now on."

He looked like a fool, holding a bottle of red wine in his left hand, and his greasy right hand stretched out to make a black high-five with Doug and hit his'chest'.

Doug has a habit of cleanliness.

So, he put his hands together: "Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Doug, you can call me Snu. Also, why do you say we are teammates?"

Seeing Doug's hands folded, Michael Slee immediately flew his eyes and danced. He exaggerated: "Hey, Snu. Do you know Kung Fu? Jackychan! BruceLee! Water..."

With that said, he did not forget to make a classic pose of Bruce Lee.

"No, you are not right." Old Du hurriedly corrected: "You are not capable of actual combat."

Old Du Diying has a strong plastic smell, but Michael Sley understood it. He was very surprised and said, "So, you know how to kung fu?"

Old Du's eyebrows flew up: "One hits you ten, NO-problem!"

Michael Slee immediately became interested, and the second-place winner of the new division had to compete with Lao Du on the spot.

Although Lao Du was only 1.75 meters tall, he did practice martial arts since childhood and practiced some Sanshou.

Moreover, he had a cheerful and cheerful temperament, and he made a trick with Slee on the spot. The two called and circled, and Lao Du suddenly launched with a palm...puff!

Slee, whose weight was out of balance, fell two steps away.

Frightened the surrounding lottery rookies and the league staff were shocked, Slee's brother also hurriedly came to reason with Old Du.

Du Ge didn't expect Lao Du to be really playing. He saw that the situation was not right and hurried to **** him.

I didn't know that Michael Sley stood up laughing and joking, and then he insisted on asking Old Du to teach him some tricks, and he also knew that he was called ‘Master’. It's just that the tone of his scream is a bit strange.

Old Du didn't mind his weird name.

So an hour later, the Dug family, along with Slee, his single mother, and his two brothers who grew up playing together appeared at the Sichuan hot pot restaurant in Chinatown.

As soon as Old Du sat down and talked about his heroic deeds with his crappy Ying and Sili and his two little brothers who were obviously ‘mixed’ on the street.

"...You Americans have no technical content in playing, nai-ve, too-young, too-simple. Our country pays attention to attacking and fighting. If you want to "mix" to make a name, you have to accept socialism. Education. I also came out of the country’s slums. I rely on myself with two fists. I started as a brick mover on a construction site, and slowly became a small contractor, and then took a bunch of brothers to grab the site..."

Old Du talked about his family history, and Michael Sley and his little brother were dumbfounded. For those born in slums, this is simply an upgraded version of the American Dream.

"...Look, my wife is Guo Beyonce now. My son is a top student from your prestigious American university. My current net worth is more than 200 million US dollars. This is the winner in life. You are all small characters. Speaking in the Chinese dialect, the little warrior..."

Old Du Gan said that he didn't feel like it, so he quickly asked the boss to drink a few bottles of liquor, and he insisted that the three brothers, who had never drunk Chinese liquor, accompany him to drink it.

"Man, you should drink some white."

So, less than two laps. The three people began to float.

Lao Lan was very dissatisfied with Lao Du's behavior, thinking that he was fooling around.

Old Du waved his hand: "What do you know? I'm paving the way for your son. Slee, the little deflated brain, is very simple. I put him under control. Your son has gone to the team. How much help is there."

Lan Fei stopped talking.

She looked at her son helplessly, and Du Ge was really dumbfounded.

He used to dislike "dealing" with such sleek and unqualified blacks. At first, when he learned that he wanted to be a teammate with Slee, he was a little bit reluctant.

But I didn’t expect one thing to drop one thing. When the old socialist artillery like Lao Du took the shot, the three of them gave up their heads and worshiped. They talked to the outside when they drank some wine or drank their hearts. How many years old learned to fly leaves? How old was the first fight, how old I found a "female" friend, and it was all out.

Why didn't I see Lao Du's domineering spirit before?

Du Ge muttered to himself.

...

The next day, after Silijiu woke up, he immediately came over to ask Lao Du for peace. Lao Du casually taught him how to marshal, and then told him to practice harder and ask my son if he could not.

When Michael Sley heard this, his eyes turned to respect when he looked at Doug.

Du Ge really didn't expect that the Kungfu movies would have such a great influence on the black people at the bottom. Sanshou really has no actual combat ability in the ring. Which fighter would push you around?

But this is also good, I heard that the NBA has the habit of bullying rookies, and there are second-place players to take care of each other, maybe you can take a little less bag.

Lao Du Laolan spent two days in New York, and then returned to China by plane.

Du Ge stayed and accepted an exclusive interview with the national media.

As for Doug’s No. 8 pick, the national media was completely unexpected. Previous reports mostly predicted that he would fall to the second round. As a result, he did not expect not only the eighth overall pick, but also the Miami Heat paid a high price. I got it, which shows that Pat Riley, who had previously criticized Doug, has always admired him very much, and is very likely to give him an important tactical position in the new season.

As a result, the Chinese media are particularly looking forward to Doug's NBA road, and most of the reports sent back to the country are mainly praise.

But on the American side ~www.ltnovel.com~ Dug and Pat Riley were almost sprayed with nowhere to stay. Even in Miami, there are countless newspapers attacking Pat Riley with front-page headlines, thinking that he made a terrible choice. This choice will destroy his reputation for a lifetime and once'sex' is destroyed, and he also claims that he will Become the second Michael Jordan.

Faced with such accusations, Pat Riley felt a bit excessive.

Doug is completely too lazy to bother about it. On the American side, he only accepts interviews with the Orange County Chronicle and always emphasizes that he is a point guard.

And now the American media seems to scold Pat Riley more.

However, when he was on the plane to Los Angeles and was preparing to shoot the latest Nike commercial, Taylor Swift's injustice on his behalf successfully pushed him to the cusp of the basketball circle's "criticism".

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In today’s sports reports on my No. 8 show, most of them used words like "shock" and "accident", which seemed a bit unjustified.