basketball never sleeps

Chapter 193 Fuck him!

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 193 Fuck him!

“Don’t resist evil people. If someone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other cheek as well. If someone wants to sue you and takes your shirt, let him take your coat as well. If someone forces you to walk a mile,

, go with him two miles; give to anyone who asks you; do not turn away anyone who asks for a loan from you.”

In the Heat locker room, Mourning was holding a copy of "The Gospel", pretending to be a priest, and reciting it in a decent manner.

Mourning gives the public the impression of being a tough guy and a semi-villain, but in fact, he has become a good guy since the battle in New York.

...At least he is a good person off the court.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, can you believe it? This kind of bullshit can come out of your mouth one day." Payton sighed as he smacked his lips.

"Everyone has to walk this road. You just haven't had the right time yet." Mo Ning closed the book and put it on his chest. His straight chest matched his unhurried tone. If he changed his clothes, he would really be like that.

Kind of interesting.

"Lend me 500,000." Payton lazily stretched out his hand to him.

"What?"

"Didn't you just say that you can't refuse anyone who wants to borrow money from you?" Payton narrowly repeated what Mourning had just read.

“Fu*k off!”

Mourning laughed while grabbing the book and swiping Payton away.

"They say the Bible is the best weapon for Christians, and I saw it today!" Payton dodged to one side and kept teasing.

…

That night, the Rockets faced the Hornets away from home at the Toyota Center in Houston.

In the game against the Pistons a few days ago, McGrady was knocked down by Rasheed for a layup. His back injuries recurred and he had to temporarily miss the game, leaving Dayao to dance alone.

The Rockets, who were unanimously optimistic by various experts and media before the start of the season, have not performed as well as everyone expected in more than a month.

McGrady was plagued by injuries at the beginning of the season, playing in and out, and sometimes his performance was not satisfactory.

Dayao took advantage of this time to gradually adapt to the new style of play, but the Rockets' other perimeter players failed to seize the opportunity.

I don’t know if I miss Fred too much. Dawson has accumulated a lot of small guards on the bench in the past few years, but his reserve of swingmen is quite poor.

When Tracy McGrady was injured, there was no one who could step up, not even one who could produce normal starting numbers, forcing Xiaofan to even create a small lineup of Wesley and Alston, who were 1.8 meters tall.

The effect is naturally unsatisfactory.

After losing weight, Dayao's advancement speed is still a little slow, and he still retains the habit of standing as a center. He does not have smooth counterattacks, and the speed advantage of the two smaller players cannot be fully utilized, and the defensive end is also criticized in various ways.

As for Swift, another person who has high hopes from everyone.

People expect him to protect Yao Ming from foul trouble like Cato, but in fact he is a faster foul machine than Yao Ming, and he is not as good as Uncle Huo.

The Rockets can barely maintain a 50-50 winning rate because of Yao's hard work.

But fortunately, the Rockets' opponent tonight, the Hornets, is much worse than the Rockets.

The Hornets, who failed to select Paul, are still wallowing in the mud. The second overall pick, Marvin Williams, averaged 23 points per game in the summer league and won the MVP, but his performance in the NBA games was not that satisfactory. Now

Still competing with third-year David West for playing time.

Without Paul's tandem, the bottom Hornets' performance is actually no different from last season.

As predicted before the game, the disorganized Hornets were suppressed by the Rockets from the beginning.

Dayao, who has been practicing for three years, has lost weight but has not lost sight of strength training. His lighter weight has given him a larger defensive range.

Without Paul's exquisite passing, relying only on the mediocre singles and ordinary tactics of the Hornets players, the efficiency is quite low.

It's rare to see a team that chooses to fight hard against his defense. In the first half, Yao had a good shot.

Except for the Hornets' small point guard, all the other starters were blocked by him. The Hornets' small forward Mason was even treated to two hot pot meals by Yao.

In just halftime, Dayao scored 16 points, 7 rebounds, 2 assists and 5 blocks.

"Yao played very tough today. His performance today was as if Olajuwon was back on the court again," Barkley commented and praised in the studio.

"Apart from the aura of the Rockets, I actually think his performance today was more like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. His few hook shots clearly had traces of Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. I don't know where he learned them. I can guarantee that, ha.

Kim's hook is not like that." Kenny Smith also said on the sidelines.

"Next summer, Mo and Yao will most likely enter the free market together, but judging from their current performance, it is basically impossible for them to play in the same team. No team can have such a broad salary space.

" Er'Neill mentioned an expectation that many Chinese fans hope to see.

It would be nice if the game could come to an end so smoothly.

But there is never a shortage of troublemakers in this world.

The frustration of consecutive defeats caused the Hornets to make big moves.

As the former dunk king, Mason, who was blocked twice, has not given up his attack on the Rockets' interior.

With less than 1 minute left in the third quarter, Mason forced a breakthrough from the right baseline. After passing Uncle Huo Er, he threw himself into the sky again, intending to vent his anger with a powerful dunk.

Suppressed emotions.

The sound of wind blew past his ears, and all he could see at this moment was the basket.

Snap——

Facts have proved that Danzi's fancy and hesitant actions are not useless at all.

The clean and tidy Yao's Hotpot made Mason feel out of control again.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to him, because this is the second time he has been intercepted by Houston's air defense system within this minute.

He has experienced Houston air traffic control four times today.

He also successfully dunked twice in this arena today, but they were not dunked during game time...

Dayao's wingspan was the only shortcoming in his static talent. The basketball was not blown away by him, but it spun in the power confrontation and spiraled into the sky.

The basketball that never flew away attracted their attention.

The two people who had just played basketball across each other stuck together for the right to own the basketball.

Mason scrambled for the basketball before landing on his feet, but even the best flying talent has to respect Newton's coffin board.

He still fell to the ground, and Yao's excessive devotion and persistence in rebounding covered Mason's body.

In a panic, Mason didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he pushed away Dayao's supporting leg with a big movement.

Yao caught the basketball in the air, but his whole body fell vertically on Mason.

Mason, who was pinned down by Yao Ming, was furious. No matter what the danger was, he just acted like a jack. He exerted force on his shoulders, pushed against Yao's waist, and used force to throw Yao back.

I saw Yao Ming, who was 2.26 meters tall, spinning around on Mason's shoulder like a windmill blade and falling upside down to the floor.

Mason was not satisfied with his success. He didn't wait for Dayao to land hard and stabilize his body. He stood up and pushed Dayao. At the same time, he stepped forward and added a kick. He kept saying something that would be turned into

Telegram words.

No matter how slow Dayao was, he still realized what was happening. He hit the floor with his hand and stood up to fight back.

But Mason will not give Yao a chance to easily put on a show.

While Dayao was still standing, he reached out and punched Dayao in the chest again.

Second Uncle Huo realized later that his posture was wrong. He was afraid that Dayao would continue to be beaten, so he rushed over, squeezed in between the two of them, and pushed Mason away.

Just at this moment, two options suddenly appeared in Yao Ming's mind.

Uncle Huo's provocation made him regain his consciousness, but the anger of being bullied also drove him to do what a man should do.

[Brother Yao, haven’t you seen it after being here for a year? International players, especially those who are not dark-skinned, are soft in the eyes of ugly Chinese people. You have to play a few games with them to let them know that you are not easy to mess with.

Only then will I change my view of you.]

What Mo Wen said to him during their first offline meeting was still fresh in his memory.

Yao Ming clenched his fists, but reason and thinking returned to his brain and persuaded him to put down his fists.

Yao Ming, who has been a good boy since childhood, still cannot accept that he has become a "troublemaker".

To put it bluntly, the environment in which he grew up determines his personality and thinking mode.

His parents are both professional athletes, but the domestic professional sports environment was very difficult in the early years. The combined salary of his parents has just reached the national average salary for urban residents.

Horizontal comparison is about 1/20 of the per capita income of the United States during the same period.

Before Yao grew up, the land in the Magic City was not that valuable, and the house of Yao Ming's family was also used for living.

Money makes people brave. He is a child from an ordinary working-class family. He has been instilled with the concept that ordinary people should not cause trouble since he was a child.

It is even said that because his body shape has been much larger than that of his peers since childhood, Yao’s parents and Yao’s mother have paid close attention to education in this area.

Mason, who had gotten the advantage and acted well, still spat at Uncle Huo in front of him.

Looking at his posture, I want to hit Dayao twice more.

The referee, who was two beats too slow to react, also walked towards him together with Xiao Fan who had crossed half court.

Other Rockets players also stood behind him.

call--

Sorry, Xiao Mo, I may have to disappoint you again this time.

Dayao's face returned to calm.

He was ready to let it go.

However, at this moment, "Birdman" Anderson, who once played in the CBA and was chatting and laughing with Yao Yao in previous games, came up with fists in hand.

Under the cover of several other Hornets teammates who were rushing over, he successfully passed through the layers of interceptions, and then... punched Dayao in the eye socket.

Dayao, whose vision went dark, could not have imagined that things would unfold like this.

In his understanding, he was clearly the one who was bullied and suffered the loss.

Mason scolded him and hit him. At least he was able to crush Mason. Even if he forced him, he still had a reason to convince him and deceived himself.

However, Anderson's punch really put the bloody reality before his eyes.

Being bullied is not necessarily because you have done something wrong, but more likely because you are easy to bully!

After being briefly absent-minded, Yao Ming saw the blood on his hands through his still clear eye.

The stinging pain in his brow bone told him that his condition was not good.

Reason told him that he should get off the field and receive treatment.

but……

Go and ride your horse's sanity!

Go and ride your horse's sanity!

Go ride a horse!

Dry!

Fuck him!

Fuck him!

Supporting Uncle Huo, Dayao kicked Anderson.

Amid everyone's exclamations, he pushed aside the referee and Uncle Huo in front of him.

He swung his straight arm at Mason.

Just now I saw that Dayao was calming down, so the people in front of him, including Mason, did not expect that Dayao would suddenly come out like this.

However, Dayao revealed his identity as a good boy just by taking action.

He can't fight at all!

He was just throwing wild punches out of anger.

Fortunately, he had an advantage in terms of tonnage. During the scuffle, Mason was pinned down by him.

Even in his anger, Dayao deliberately avoided Mason's vital points.

But Mason was not that gentleman. During the counterattack, he punched Dayao hard on the bridge of his nose.

As a result, Yao Tsai's remaining sanity was nothing.

Punch after punch and punch after punch.

There were Hornets players rushing in to attack him, but they didn't care at all.

Punch after punch and punch after punch.

Until Mason's counterattacks became less and less, and he howled in pain and used his arms to block his face.

Punch after punch and punch after punch.

Blood fell down his eye sockets and browbones, dripped on his fist, and mixed with Mason's blood that stuck to his fist.

The madness of an honest man is more terrifying than the madness of a gangster.

An honest person is like a pressure cooker. When he is angry, he keeps it in his stomach, but looks quite calm to the outside world.

But if you really keep testing the limits of this pot, the consequences will either explode or explode.

Xiao Fan, who came to start a fight, covered his nose and squatted next to him.

The third time!

From the "human hammock" holding Mourning's thigh, to the "Tomjanovich Second" who was punched in the eye socket by his own player Camby and received 13 stitches.

He found that he seemed to be in conflict with the center.

But this time he wasn't angry, and was even a little happy.

Because, he finally saw Dayao's anger.

For some reason, when he saw Dayao venting his anger at this moment, it was like hearing the cry of his newborn daughter.

This dull and shy big boy finally looks like a man!

After Auburn Hills, the league issued regulations to increase the security level of the game.

The pushing and shoving by other Hornets and Rockets players was quickly stopped by security personnel.

Three referees and two head coaches on Dayao's side blocked the surrounding space, trying to pull Yao Ming away.

But their strength is obviously not comparable to that of professional security guards.

Their presence hindered the security from pulling Dayao away in time.

Afraid of causing death, the Rockets players came to help. With the combined efforts of everyone, Mason was finally rescued from the adrenaline-filled Yao.

Before leaving, Dayao stretched out his palm as big as a cattail fan and slapped her.

Half of his face was bleeding and half of his face was broken. He was no longer shy and green as before, and showed his fangs in the camera that he had never shown to others.

He wiped the blood from his face and rubbed it on the white jersey with red edges.

On his No. 11 jersey, the blood stains and the number accidentally left seemed to form the word "kind".

…

In Miami, after a day of training, Master Mo was ready to go to bed early.

Outside the bathroom in his room, you could faintly hear someone playing with the water.

Mo Wen glanced at the room, silently walked to the side and closed the door of Catherine and Ruth's room next to him, before returning to his small room and locking the door.

Humanan hired two more female bodyguards and a female life assistant for him, and they all lived in the villa. The impact should be paid attention to...

After closing the curtains and turning on the TV, Mo Wen was about to tune into the midnight "children's channel" when the phone next to him rang.

Fat man?

Why are you looking for him so late?

"Hey bro, are you watching the game?"

Mo Wen glanced at the steaming bathroom and raised his eyebrows.

"No, what happened? Which other team deserves you to call me so late?"

"Your compatriot, Yao! Yao! Hurry up, you may be gone if it's too late. You are worthy of being your compatriot. How awesome!"

Mo Wen was a little confused, but he still tuned the channel to the game.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late. Yao had already walked to the players' tunnel under the "care" of many personnel.

The key point can still be seen in the noisy arena. Mason lay on the floor and covered his face. After noticing that Dayao was being pulled away, he put down his protective arm, opened his mouth and tilted his head with a painful expression, and spat at the man next to him.

Two broken teeth spit out on the floor.

"I think I need to change my evaluation of Yao. Before, I thought he would become a good player, a qualified All-Star. He has the potential to become a superstar, but it is difficult to become a superstar. But after today, if he can remember

With today's emotions, I believe he will definitely have a chance to enter the Hall of Fame based on his strength." Barkley, who did not appear in the picture, said seriously.

Mo Wen carefully observed the expressions of other people in the picture and smiled.

Turning on the computer next to him, Mo Wen found a real-time animated text live broadcast.

After admiring it for a while, Mo Wen took out his cell phone, edited a text message and sent it.

…

Inside the Rockets' lounge.

Dayao finally calmed down while lying on the bed receiving diagnosis and treatment from the team doctor.

Enduring the discomfort in his eyes, he looked at his hands in disbelief.

What the hell did I just do?

Did I kill someone?

It's over, it's over!

After all the negative emotions were vented, a strong sense of guilt came back to him.

The lounge was very quiet, everyone was a little frightened by Dayao's crazy performance just now.

The scene of bleeding and fucking someone at the same time directly changed the group's inherent impression of Dayao.

Who would have thought that this big boy, who could only curse a few words when he was angry, and raise his fists to scare others when he was angry, would also be a tough guy who dared to fight with others!

It turns out that you also have a temper!?

"Uh... um, how's that guy doing?"

Dayao raised his eyes and asked the team doctor who was cleaning his wound.

"Does it hurt?" The team doctor didn't answer him, but used tweezers to hold a cotton ball and tapped it on his brow bone.

"It hurts, it hurts a lot." Dayao replied honestly.

"Well, it is indeed a fracture, but fortunately it should not be displaced. It will not affect anything after resting for a while. Let's check again later."

"Thank you, doctor." Dayao replied, looking at him eagerly with the other eye.

The team doctor sighed while continuing to help Dayao clean up the blood stains.

"Worrying about him is better than worrying about yourself. When I came here just now, I saw that the bastard was still conscious and could walk with help. There won't be any big problems."

No one was killed, so that's fine.

The last stone in Yao Ming's heart finally fell to the ground.

Xiao Fan, stuffed with cotton balls, pushed open the door to the lounge and looked at the team doctor with questioning eyes. After receiving the team doctor's reassuring look and nod, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, it's okay."

"Okay, okay, let me, the patient, stay with you here. You go back first, there is still a game to play!"

After all the players left, Xiao Fan closed the door and let out a strange scream regardless of his appearance.

"Oh, Frank, please show me quickly whether the bridge of my nose is broken."

"The shape has changed. You and Yao will come with me later for a reset operation." The team doctor took a look and shook his head helplessly.

Yao Ming raised his head in surprise.

"Coach, what are you doing...?"

"Hehe, I was accidentally injured by some big guy." Da Fan smiled connotatively at Yao Ming.

Yao Ming opened his mouth, feeling even more regretful.

Sure enough, impulse is the devil.

"Sorry, coach." Yao Ming's tone turned downcast.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Xiao Fan waved his hand casually.

"Sorry, coach."

"Feel sorry……"

"Feel sorry……"

His voice became quieter and quieter.

He suddenly thought that he would most likely be suspended because of everyone, hurting others, accidentally injuring the coach, and delaying the team.

The price of impulse is not that high.

"You have nothing to apologize for. If you want to apologize, it's just those bastards."

McGrady, who was absent due to injury, did not return with him.

Just now, he took his brother on the bench to help out, and he pulled a couple of times with a Hornets player. The move was a bit too big, and it affected his back, and it hurt a little, so he was lying on the bed next to him.

Competition is competition, but when there is a problem, you have to keep talking to the outside world. Even if you don't take the initiative to help, you still have to put yourself out there, otherwise the problem will be made public.

"You... did a good job today."

Maddie's sleepy eyes showed a rare expression of recognition.

If you have a temper, you are still qualified to be his competitor.

good?

Dayao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It’s all turned into such a mess, isn’t it pretty?

"Yes, Yao, you don't need to apologize. They went too far. Although I hate violence, I approve of what you did today."

Xiao Fan saw that Dayao was not in a good mood, so he came over and patted his hand.

But Dayao thought this was just comfort.

"Dr. Frank, can you take your cell phone for me? It's in locker 17."

The uneasy Dayao didn't know who to contact, but he felt that now he should talk to someone who was not at the scene.

Bill Duffy, Zhang Mingji, or... Mo Wen.

The team doctor called to the assistant who stayed behind and motioned him to help Dayao get his cell phone.

There are not many phone calls, but text messages are popping up one after another.

But after scanning the content, I basically asked him if he was okay, and if he saw anything, he would call back.

Only Mo Wen sent him three short sentences——

Don't accept, don't forgive, don't admit mistakes

After much hesitation, he called Mo Wen first.

Mo: "Hey - cough, how do you feel, Dayao?"

Yao: "How can I feel? MD, I regret it so much. I shouldn't have been thinking about those messy things you said just now and fighting with others!"

Mo: "Hey, I just want to ask you if you feel good?"

Yao: "It's so cool. It's so useless. I don't know how to clean it up now."

Mo: "Anyway, I'm quite happy now, huh——."

Yao: "Fuck me, will you ban me later?"

Mo: "I just want to rest, no one will fight with me."

Yao: "What the hell, wait, don't let me catch you next time!"

Mo: "Humph, even Mason's face is bloody when he beats him. You, the shame of men's basketball, still have the nerve to talk? Xia Dazhi and those young men beat Puerto Rico to pieces, and you were watching from the side.

I haven’t seen anyone injured, you, you, you have grown so big and so fleshy for nothing!”

Yao: "You..., okay, I won't argue with you anymore. What do you mean by those words?"

Mo: "Literally speaking, if you want to live up to yourself, don't accept it; if you want to live up to the support of your teammates, don't forgive; if you want to live up to the expectations of the fans, don't admit your mistakes. I won't tell you more.

Okay, let’s go and figure it out on our own!”

Yao: "What?"

Mo:Dip——

There should still be some today.

Stop searching for relevant news, just let me bear all the pain.

(End of chapter)