NBA Backer King

   Chapter 37 Violence

   Davis was shoving and entangled with Barkley, the corner of his eyes suddenly darkened, he felt someone pounce from the right side, he instinctively ducked to the left, and looked to the right.

  Wang Tiejun fit in and quickly completed the close-up. When Davis was dodging to the left, a cannon punch of Xingyiquan rushed over.

"boom!"

   Davis looked to the right, just in time for a punch in the eye socket, he suddenly groaned, his head dizzy, and his feet staggered back.

  Wang Tiejun's strength was unforgiving, his feet were like mud, he took a step closer, caught up with Davis, gave a deep shout, and hit Tieshan with him.

  Tie Shan leaned against him, hitting someone like a kiss. When the two were close to each other, their strength exploded, and Davis's center of gravity was unstable. This time, he suddenly fell back two steps away, and fell directly to the ground.

   "Cough cough..."

   He fell to the floor and coughed, apparently being knocked out.

Because Wang Tiejun's Tieshan Reli just now is not the back-to-back basketball technique, but the real Tieshan Relying, his force is more ferocious. With Wang Tiejun's physique and basic strength, he is only 102 kg, and it is possible to kill him. .

The    system integrates Tieshan's power-generating skills into the back-fighting technique, but the power is obviously not as good as the real Tieshan's.

   "Fuck you!"

  Wang Tiejun was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it. He stepped forward and rode on Davis, and his fists began to smash violently.

  Davis knew that he was going to be beaten, and instinctively covered his head with his arms, making the appearance of a shrunken turtle.

  Old Wang threw his fists and elbows together, and he unleashed his eight punches, making Davis cry and howl. Although he had his head covered, he still received a few blows on his head.

   "Pull him away!"

   the head coach of the Mavericks yelled.

Although Pharaoh was quickly pulled away, Davis was beaten to the core and turned into a full pig head. His face was all over his face, he had been punched several times in the chest, and he was coughing non-stop.

   "Bu, bu..."

Davis felt like he was dying, the sky was full of stars, and his head was dizzy. He groaned and coughed, twisted his head and spat out a few times, and a few **** teeth were spat out and fell to the floor. .

He has bullied many Chinese before, including bullying those Chinese students in the university, scolding when he wants to, hitting when he wants to, spitting when he wants to spit, and even raped a female student from South Korea, but no one dares to do that. Resisting him, he has always swallowed his anger, calmed things down, and even tried to please him in turn, but he didn't expect to capsize this time.

   "Doctor, get on the stretcher, hurry up!"

   The referee shouted to the Mavericks bench.

   "Old K, play well, kill that bastard!"

   "Sheet, kill the Mavericks!"

   In the auditorium, the fans were excited and cursed one after another.

"let's go."

  Buckley pulled Wang Tiejun to the bench, and the others guarded Pharaoh.

  Wang Tiejun was too fierce just now, and the Mavericks players didn't dare to come up to make trouble again, so they could only watch him return to the Suns' bench.

   "Clap clap clap..."

  The home fans gave extremely warm applause and cheers.

   Next, the referee began to make a penalty and sent off both Davis and Wang Tiejun.

   "Old K, you go back to the locker room first."

   Coach Paul Westphal Road.

  Wang Tiejun nodded and was sent off. He must go back to the locker room.

   He walked to the player tunnel, and the West American Arena once again burst into warm applause.

  The team doctor Andrew John also followed him back to the locker room to examine his neck.

After checking your feet and neck, he said, "Okay, old K, your cervical spine is fine, but it's a little red and swollen, and that elbow is still very heavy. You need to rest for a few days, just a week. I'll go give it to you. You get an ice pack and you make an ice pack."

   "Have to rest for so long? I don't think there is a big problem, it doesn't hurt much anymore." Wang Tiejun said.

"Trust me, don't take any injury lightly. Athletes, especially against intense sports, any injury can be a potential killer for your body. Especially against the toughest center like you, you have to wait for the injury to fully recover. Come back again."

   Andrew John warned.

   "I don't play games, will my salary be deducted?" Pharaoh asked.

  Andrew John froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "There is no deduction for truce due to injury, but if the league suspends the game, there is no salary."

"OK then."

  Since he didn't deduct the money, Wang Tiejun nodded his head in a kind manner.

  Andrew John immediately brought an ice pack and put it around his neck.

   "Old K, you played well just now. I heard that it was your best punch?"

  Andrew John sat aside and chatted while watching the game on the TV on the opposite wall.

   "Well, yes, Wang Baquan."

  Wang Tiejun made a fool of himself, and he was a little confused. He didn't know if there was any trouble in this matter. Now that his life trajectory has improved, he doesn't want to go to jail anymore.

In fact, his previous personality was not so fierce. It was just a year in prison that changed him. In addition, in the few months he came to the United States, he was exposed to racial discrimination. This year has been too depressing, so it is easy to be impulsive and irritable when encountering things. regardless of costs.

   "Andrew, is there something wrong with this? Will he call the police?" he asked.

   "As long as he doesn't die, there will be no problem, and the management will solve it. That guy did it first and said racist remarks, right?" Andrew John said.

   "Well, he called me a Chinaman." Old Wang nodded.

   "This is no problem. The NBA will not tolerate racial discrimination. As long as it is confirmed, both players and teams will be punished by the league, which will reduce your responsibility." Andrew John said.

   "That's good." Old Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

  Andrew John laughed: "Do you know the NFL league?"

   "Yes, football player," he said.

  Andrew John said: "The NFL has a hundred times more violent incidents on and off the field every year than the NBA. Every year, a large number of players are injured and killed in violent incidents. Our NBA is still a very civilized sports league.

  Once these things happen, the major sports leagues will control the matter within the league, no matter which league it is, even if a human life is lost. The NFL has killed so many players without any problems. Violent incidents continue to emerge, and the officials have settled everything.

   Actually, we Americans do not detest violence, on the contrary, we admire it. Of course, try not to kill anyone. "

   After chatting, Wang Tiejun learned more about the four major sports leagues in the United States, and his heart was relieved.

   In this game, the Suns won in the end.

   But at the end of halftime, in order to avoid being entangled by the media, Wang Tiejun left the arena early, stepped on his bicycle, pedaled for almost half an hour, and returned home with a bang.

   "What's the matter, the United States doesn't seem to be very safe at night. I'm afraid I still have to learn to drive. It's safer to drive."

   On the way just now, he encountered several groups of unknown creatures roaming the dark streets, some alcoholics and loners haunted from time to time, and there were many homeless people, and the safety factor of riding at night was not high.

He was in New York before, and he had a lot of dealings with these people at night. These Americans are like crazy, sometimes attacking you inexplicably. He has suffered some losses, encountered several robberies and extortion, and did a few The second flight, fortunately, there was no major problem.

   (end of this chapter)