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Chapter 108 Bullfighting?Or bucket wall? (3rd update!)

Chapter 108 Bullfighting?Or bucket wall? (Third update!)

Just as Yi Jianlian was sweating profusely, a basketball suddenly hit him on the shoulder. Although the strength was not strong, it still gave him a shock.

"Damn it, who?" Yi Jianlian quickly turned his head to look, only to see a big black man with a ball in his hand looking at it jokingly.

He has a crew cut and a wicked look on his face.

There was a person standing beside him, with his arms folded on his chest, looking at him calmly.

Yi Jianlian recognized the big black man, his name is Ian Mahinmi, a player in 05.

Seeing this posture, Yi Jianlian understood that this is a f*cking fault!

However, do you really think he is a fearful person?

Yi Jianlian took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down:

"Give you a chance, take the ball back now, say sorry to me, and forget about it."

Coming to a new place, Yi Jianlian had already prepared for this situation.

If he was willing to say sorry, Yi Jianlian would choose to forgive him.

"Give me a chance? Are you joking, buddy? Shouldn't I give you a chance to apologize to me?" Mahinmi looked down on Yi Jianlian, and he even laughed out loud as he spoke.

"Do you think it's interesting to play such a vulgar plot?"

Yi Jianlian was still very calm, even a little strangely calm.

He knew why Ian Mahinmi had come looking for trouble.

Last season, the Mavericks started Chandler at the center position, and the main backup was Brandon Haywood, who was ranked third.

This year Chandler is gone, logically speaking, if there is no newcomer, the two of them should take advantage of the trend to fill in.

But, the problem is that now there is a newcomer.

And according to the news revealed by the team's top management, the new guy came directly to replace Chandler.

This is not happy, who doesn't want to play a few more minutes?

Yi Jianlian himself knew that if Howard was standing here today, this thing would definitely not have happened.

In the final analysis, the strength is still unconvincing.

"Tell me, how do you want to play?" Yi Jianlian took the initiative to ask.

He doesn't want to fight and make trouble, especially in public places, if it's in the locker room or a secluded corner, Yi Jianlian doesn't mind mopping the floor with their little dick!

"One on one, bullfighting! Five counts!"

As expected, Ma Xinmi was well prepared!

"Row!"

Yi Jianlian decisively agreed!

The two came to the three-point line, and Mahinmi even had the coin ready.

The result of the throw is that Mahinmi goes first.

"If you admit defeat now, I can give you a little face." Mahinmi raised his nostrils with a haughty face.

Yi Jianlian ignored him, the villains died of talking too much, he didn't want to be that talkative person.

Seeing that Yi Jianlian didn't answer, Ma Xinmi muttered a few boring words, which probably weren't good words.

first round.

Ma Xinmi holds the ball, drives Yi Jianlian with his left hand, protects the ball with his right hand, and is ready to push in!

I know my own affairs.

His offensive method is mainly in the penalty area and the basket, and there is almost no shooting method from the outside.

However, when he supported Yi Jianlian and was about to use his strength, his expression suddenly changed!

"Fuck! Am I pushing the wall?"

He was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, the other side didn't seem to feel it, standing there motionless!

"This fucking shit! What's going on!"

However, he can be regarded as quick-witted, and seeing that the attack is not good, then use another method!

Advance after turning around and wiping away!

"Ha! You didn't expect it now, I still have this trick!" Ma Xinmi took a long breath, but before he could laugh out loud, Yi Jianlian stood beside him again before.

"you"

Yi Jianlian didn't care about him, and while he was in a daze, he directly attacked and took the ball away.

Mahinmi's first attack failed!

"It's me!"

Yi Jianlian came to the position and threw the ball back.

"Don't be complacent, I can't get in, and you don't even want to get in! I will lock you up!"

Yi Jianlian chuckled lightly: "Young man, I'm afraid you don't know what death is?"

So, after Yi Jian connected the ball, he rushed forward straight up!

Heywood on the sidelines looked a little surprised: "Just playing like this? Isn't this too unskilled?"

Just now he thought that Yi Jianlian would show off some tricks.

Seeing that Yi Jianlian chose the same offensive method as him, Ma Xinmi grinned, and he wanted to laugh a little:

"Yi Jianlian actually used the same trick as him, then..."

"Let him enjoy the same treatment!"

He bulged out his "chest muscles", and his muscles were tense, like a big toad fighting spirit.

"Oh!"

The two had physical contact.

Then, I saw Maxinmi's complexion suddenly changed one step, two steps, three steps, four steps. He couldn't stop walking back!

"Lying down! I was knocked into the air!"

Ma Xinmi was wronged: "It's my turn to be the "wall" as agreed, why is it you again?"

When Yi Jianlian bumped into him, he knew something was wrong.

Because I can't resist that force at all.

No, it can't be said to be strength anymore, the fucking thing is that a wall directly pressed against it!

"Am I fucking bullfighting or wallfighting?"

Ma Xinmi was extremely sad and angry!

"Bang!", without the defenders, Yi Jianlian can do whatever he wants!

The score was 1 to 0.

"continue!"

"Oh!"

"Come again!"

"Oh!"

When Mahinmi was hit for the third time, he requested a timeout.

He timidly came to Heywood who was watching the battle: "Brandon, what, why don't you try it up? I suddenly feel a little tired."

He kept rubbing his chest, the few strokes just now almost knocked him out of a heart attack.

Brandon Haywood looked at Yi Jianlian, then at Ma Xinmi, and refused righteously:

"No, Ian, this is your game, how can I intervene! You should do it yourself!"

"But."

"No but, Ian, I'm not that kind of person, I can't steal the limelight from my teammates! This is my principle!"

Maximi was dumbfounded.

"How is it? Rick," Brandon Heywood is naturally not the only one who is concerned about this bullfight.

"It's full of power, especially explosive, very strong! Just don't know the skills? I heard that he learned from Sigma for a month in the summer?" Carlisle asked back.

"Yes, this is a diligent young man." Nowitzki nodded.

"Then skills should be okay, strength, skills, that is to say, don't worry about offense, defense"

"Defense can be practiced by Carlisle, but talent is not good!" Nowitzki turned his head and looked at the head coach of the Mavericks seriously.

Carlisle's expression was shocked, and he muttered to himself: "Yes, everything can be practiced, but talent cannot be cultivated!"

"Dirk, I know what to do"

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(End of this chapter)