NBA Backer King

  Chapter 31 15 points in the first quarter

  The game continued, and Wang Tiejun continued to beat Luke Langley.

   Offense, Longley couldn't get into the paint area, defense, he couldn't prevent Wang Tiejun's low back play, and was blown up at both ends of the offense and defense.

   In the 7th minute of the first quarter, he was substituted by Wang Tiejun again.

  “Whoa…”

   Sitting on the bench, he gasped cautiously. With every breath, his chest tugged painfully from the inside out, as if the ribcage was crushed and glued together.

   Lifting the jersey, the epidermis of the white chest turned red, which was a feature of broken capillaries.

"monster!"

   He looked at Wang Tiejun, who was still alive and well on the field, feeling powerless.

In the past 7 minutes, he and Wang Tiejun had more than ten strong confrontations. The opponent made 5 of 5 shots on his head, was dunked 3 times, and grabbed 3 rebounds, while he did not score a point. Only grabbed 1 rebound and was really blown away.

The center who replaced Longley is Felton Spencer, 213 cm, 122 kg, a blue-collar player, but the big men are all good picks. He was the No. 6 pick in the first round of the Timberwolves in 1990, and the same annual salary is one. million.

   But his playing did not solve the problem of the 5th position, because he is the same type as Langley, the meat shield type, and the attack power is not enough, Wang Tiejun is born to restrain this type of center.

   Timberwolves head coach Sidney Lowe had no choice but to continue to switch players and replace Spencer a minute later.

Watching his opponents keep changing people to deal with Wang Tiejun, Colangelo felt good. It was also an annual salary of more than one million yuan. The old K he picked up from the street was so good and cost-effective. , his more than one million signed old K can blow up the opponent.

  The Timberwolves replaced the veteran Sir Bailey. Bailey can play the fourth or fifth position. He is 211 cm and only 101 kg. He moves faster than Longley and Spencer, and has a wider range of activities. He can leave the penalty area.

He is 32 years old now, the No. 7 pick in the first round in 1983. When he was young, he was physically strong and his strength was good. He had a career of 12+5 and hit 19.5+5 star data for two consecutive years in his peak period, but now he is old , Entering the end of his career, his athletic ability has declined, and his offensive ability is also limited.

   "Chinese coolie, your day has come." Bailey came to Wang Tiejun and started talking trash.

   He was also powerful when he was young. Although he is old now, he still doesn't like a brute force guy like Wang Tiejun. He feels that he can beat Old Wang now.

   "Old guy, my good days have just begun, and your good days are over, because you're too old to lose your teeth." Old Wang replied.

  “…”

   Bailey was sprayed by a rookie and turned black with anger.

   At this time, the Timberwolves attacked, Bailey pulled out of the penalty area, and Wang Tiejun followed the defense, but not too far, just on the edge of the paint area, keeping the possibility of returning to the defense at any time.

   This kind of defense can indeed allow him to return to the basket in time, but it will leave a lot of space for the opponent. If he encounters an opponent with a good mid-range shot, he will suffer.

   Bailey relied on his physical fitness to play when he was young. Now that he is old, he can't run anymore, but he has added some jumpers and has a certain ability to shoot in the middle.

"boom!"

   caught the ball, hit the ball, and then fell into the basket. Bailey hit a mid-range shot.

  Wang Tiejun returned to the defense and blocked the shot. After a little delay, the ball slid over his fingertips.

   "Coolie coolie coolie, Chinese coolie, you're like a stake..."

After    succeeded, Bailey became excited, his mouth was shaking like a machine gun, and he talked about rap in front of Wang Tiejun, with a good sense of rhythm.

   "The coolie is your father. If you miss your father so much, be careful that your father slaps you to death." Old Wang cursed angrily.

   "Damn boy, are you looking for trouble?" Bailey said angrily.

   "Old Bean Sprouts, are you enough to fight me?" Lao Wang raised his fists and said disdainfully.

   Bailey looked at Wang Tiejun's physique, snorted coldly, turned around and ran away.

   "Brother, I'm going to hit that old guy. You pass the ball to me, and I'll teach you how to play the king and eight punches in the future." Wang Tiejun whispered as he passed by Kevin Johnson.

   He made too many shots today. He hit 5 before the end of the first quarter. All of them were dunks. Although the success rate was 100%, he was afraid that Kevin Johnson would not pass him the ball.

   "Damn Wang Baquan, do I still want you to teach me? Go in and take a seat." Johnson's face shook and scolded with a smile.

   Having known Wang Tiejun for so long, he and Barkley have long figured out that the so-called Wang Baquan is just a random fight, and this rookie is fooling them.

   But he and Barkley have the same mind. If they want to win the championship, they can only hope that the rookie Wang Tiejun will grow up as soon as possible, so he is not stingy to give him a shot.

"okay!"

   Comrade Pharaoh cheered and ran to the basket.

   The cold-faced Bailey immediately took a defensive move around to prevent him from catching the ball.

   But does it work? Useless.

   After he entered the basket, his arms crossed and he pushed outwards, Bailey was pushed away, and he occupied a large space under the basket, and at this time the ball was also hoisted in.

"boom!"

   After taking off, he grabbed the ball with one hand and slammed it down. He completed an alley-oop dunk.

   "Old bean sprouts, old bean sprouts, old bean sprouts, old bean sprouts, you are a soft egg..."

   In addition to being excited, he began to say rap to Bailey, and Bailey's face was shaking with anger.

   Back on the defensive end, he stuck behind Bailey, squeezing the opponent out with his chest, while spouting trash talk:

   "Old bean sprouts, get out of here, the paint area is not the place for a **** like you."

"boom!"

   Bailey was annoyed and put his elbow on Wang Tiejun's chest.

   "Are you tickling me?"

   His chest slammed forward, and with the six forces in one, Bailey's tonnage was too small, and he stumbled directly to the floor.

   The referee glanced at the bottom referee, and the latter shook his head. This was to indicate that Wang Tiejun had no extra moves, so he did not say anything.

   "Damn Chinese!"

   Bailey got up, scolded angrily, suddenly started cutting in, and asked for the ball at the top of the arc.

   This is the style of play he used to play when he was young, pulling out, then quickly cutting in, specializing in some slow-moving opponents.

   But he forgot at this time that he was not young anymore.

  The ball from the top of the arc really came in, and he received it. Just as he layup, Barkley, who was back on the right wing to defend the basket, did nothing and watched him layup.

"Snapped!"

   At this moment, the wind was blowing from behind, and the stamina was cold. A big hand rushed from behind and slapped the ball he had not yet shot into the sky.

   "Clap..."

   The home fans applauded immediately.

   "Yeah, old K sent a big hat..." The narrator's shout immediately sounded.

  The ball did not go out of bounds, Wang Tiejun stuck Bailey, and Barkley grabbed the falling ball.

   "Old Bean Sprouts, are you secret? You can't say anything anymore?" Old Wang ran forward and spat at Bailey again.

  “…”

  The depressed Bailey didn't understand this sentence, but the Timberwolves power forward Laettner, who was running in front, understood. He reminded angrily: "Searle, he's scolding you."

   "What do you mean?" Bailey was at a loss.

   "He said you used your mouth to spit, but you actually used a door." Lightner said.

"damn it!"

   Bailey was so angry that he was about to have a stroke, staring fiercely at Wang Tiejun, who ran to the front, his teeth were about to break.

   "Brother, I was bullied by this old guy. I want to give him another one. If it's a brother, give me the ball."

   came to the low post on the left flank, Wang Tiejun didn't enter the basket, he stayed there and shouted to Kevin Johnson.

  Johnson rolled his eyes, old K, do you think I'm deaf and blind, who bullies who?

   Bailey saw that he could only take a side defense, standing on top of Wang Tiejun, trying to block the passing route.

  But Kevin Johnson pushed the ball to Wang Tiejun's backhand.

"Snapped!"

   Comrade Lao Wang held Bailey with his left hand and grabbed with one hand with his right hand. The advantage of a big hand was reflected. He steadily received a pass from his brother, and then turned around and entered the paint area.

   Bailey is a side defense, not a top defense, plus he is old, his speed is not faster than Wang Tiejun, he can't catch up even if he wants to.

"boom!"

   One step into the paint area, Wang Tiejun held the ball violently, and a one-armed dunk bombed the Timberwolves' basket, causing countless fans to cheer.

   "Oh **** ho..."

The on-site commentator made a series of excited screams and roared loudly: "Old K, our behemoth, he made 7 of 7 shots, 1 of 3 free throws, and scored 15 points and 4 rebounds in the first quarter. He has a big explosion today. It's gone!"

   (end of this chapter)