The arrival of the Pistons' gang of villains has stirred up the chickens and dogs at the Warburn villa, and Billups and Oku watch the Super Bowl, and they will yell when there is a good ball, otherwise they will scold their mothers; Mirisic turned on the stereo to listen to music, and from time to time he twisted his ass to show off the Serbian and Montenegro folk dance; Hamilton played cards with Sula and several people with a blank face, these people are not particular, they like to steal cards and peek at the most, and they are constantly shouting.

Hua Ben roared with a black face, no one cared: these people are punishing him, it's nothing to be the first beauty in Detroit, but why are you hiding every day and not telling the truth? I don't treat my brother as a brother.

Bell lay on the bed with great interest and watched the occasional person pretend to be looking for something and ran into the room to see her, smiling all the time, not knowing what to think. Waeben was a little apprehensive, and secretly prayed that God would bless these ignorant and fearless boys, and not to anger Bell, who remembered the savage chick's rifle well.

Billups came up to ask for beer, Huaben scolded the beer for not urinating, Billups teased a few words, and before leaving, he ambiguously leaned into Huaben's ear and said, "Ben, don't you know how to take it easy at night?" ”

"Shit, Christine is sick, sick! Cold causes cold! Waben scratched at the hair on his head, and his furrow hair was messy, he didn't know how many times he had explained, but no one believed him, even though there was a pile of medicines and hanging bottles at the head of the bed.

"Did you go out to fight in the field?" Billups had a mysterious smile on his face, like a prophet of a movie, and of course, in Hua Ben's mind, this kind of movie is a special island action romance.

When Dr. Sailly came, the old gentleman almost tilted his nose when he saw this, raised his cane and slammed it on Mirisic's writhing buttocks, and roared, "Who made you so noisy?" Don't know if there are patients? Little bunnies, get out of here, I'll stab your assholes in the next second! ”

Billups fled with a group of people, and only then did he believe that Bell was really sick in bed, and Mirisic said with palpitations: "This old man is really violent, did he ever work as a veterinarian?" But then again, it seems like his voice is louder than ours, right? ”

Dr. Sailly chased to the door, waved his cane, and continued to shout, "Damn the Houstonians are coming soon, and you're still singing and dancing here?" Look at what kind of shit you played in the last game, the glory of Detroit is lost in your hands! ”

Waben grinned at the bastards running in the car, turned his head to see that Bell was also laughing, he helplessly spread his hands and explained: "I'm sorry, Christine, you know, these guys are such bastards, in fact, they are all good guys..."

"I know." Bell interrupted him with a smirk, "I understand your feelings, and Jessica and I like to make such troubles. ”

As Wabbon was about to speak, Dr. Sailly walked in and began to mumble so much that he didn't even have a place to interject.

After the knight fight, Hua Ben basically stayed at home for two days, only the third went to the Auburn Hills palace for five hours of training, and the rest of the time was serving Bell, sometimes Hua Ben really wanted to make a stall and not do it, Bell This girl is just her neighbor, and she has always wanted to shoot herself, why should she be so concerned about her?

But looking at the girl's weak appearance, especially the sick beauty posture, Hua Ben could only look up to the sky and sigh, the hero was sad for the beauty - during the training, Billups heard Hua Ben's exclamation, and he only responded with one word, ahh

On February 4th, the Pistons continued to sit at home to meet the challenge of the away team, this time the opponent was the Rockets who had only seen it before, and the team lost that game because of Yao Ming's excellent performance.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after the pre-game interview, Wamoto sat shirtless in the locker room without speaking, looking indifferent.

Billups and the others didn't know what was going on, one by one inexplicably, Mirisic and Oku, the two new dogs, were silent, Hamilton glanced at Hua Ben expressionlessly, and asked Sura beside him: "Is it that Christine is sick in bed, and Ben's lust has nowhere to vent?" Look at his face, it stinks like shit. ”

Sula smiled embarrassedly, and didn't dare to answer, you are really a bunker, and you dare to say this, don't you see that Boss Wallace wants to kill someone?

Hua Ben coughed, slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at the people sitting in the locker room one by one. Billups' old oilmen didn't care, but Mirisic and Oku were terrified, they had never seen the boss look like a bear.

"106:82, guys, you know what the numbers are, do you?" Hua Ben asked slowly.

Everyone was embarrassed, Oku opened his mouth to speak, Hua Ben suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone's defense, stood up and said viciously: "Don't tell me that you made a mistake, huh?" Memet, what do you want to say? Are you underestimating the enemy?! The enemy is stronger than you think?! Are you capable?! Isn't it? Guys, aren't they?! ”

Oku and Huaben looked at each other for a second, and moved their expressions away in frustration, it turned out that a person's gaze could be so terrifying.

"We lost to a team that couldn't even make the playoffs! That's how that score turned out! "The Houstonians aren't even destined to make the playoffs, and we're aiming for the championship!" Remember, you just sit in this locker room, not to make money to feed your family, not to be interested in shit, championships! We're here for the championship! Five million citizens of Detroit are waiting for us to snatch the championship! ”

"Do you know what we are?" Hua Ben's voice is getting louder and louder, and he can almost pierce through the golden stone.

"Wolves!" Billups shouted.

"What are we going to do?"

"Tear everyone who stands in our way!" All the players shouted together.

Wamoto vigorously tore off the jersey hanging on the closet, then hammered it on the wardrobe door, and yelled, "Give it to me!" ”

"Up!" After following Hua itself, the Pistons players were murderous.

Brown watched the players walk into the entrance hall solemnly, and after the last Billups left, he smiled slowly, "Interesting, I don't even know Ben a little, this guy has changed a lot, maybe we can really win the championship this season." ”

As the main force and core, Wabeto was the last to play, and his appearance led to the highest emotions of the fans, everyone stood up and applauded and cheered, DJ frantically praised the man who was closest to Warcraft in the world, and the fans on both sides of the tunnel struggled to stretch out their hands, and their arms were black or white like California woods, dancing wildly.

Huaben tried his best to clap his hands with as many people as possible, enjoying the cheers and praise of the fans, this is the charm of the NBA, and when the game begins, everyone's hearts beat with a basketball.

Walking out of the passage, Hua Ben was just about to stretch out his hand, a snow-white arm stretched out from the crowd, and Bell, who was wearing a Pistons jersey-style down jacket, smiled happily: "Come on, Ben!" Kill the Houstonians! Don't let them get out of here alive! ”

Hua Ben laughed confidently and patted Bell's little hand gently, he must win this victory, he has already seen the camera with the CCTV logo, the Rockets' game has become the royal game of China since this season, and one game cannot be missing.

The others didn't understand why he was talking so seriously in the dressing room, and when you know that there are 400 million people sitting in front of the TV watching this game, you definitely don't want to lose, especially since these people are not fans yet.

Both teams continued their previous starting lineups, except for the Pistons' center position.

The Pistons were replaced by Warburn at center, Oku at power forward, Prince at small forward, Billups at playmaking guard, and Hamilton at shooting guard. The Rockets center is Yao Ming, the power forward is Eddie Griffin, the small forward is Jim Jackson, the organization guards the old friend of Chinese fans, and the scoring guard is the old cat Mobley.

The jump ball, which was supposed to be played by the center, turned into a duel between Yao Ming and Oku, as for Hua Ben? Oh God, when it really got to the NBA, Huaben only knew Big Ben's real height, and if you shave his hair, he would only be a little taller than Hamilton! Fuck the six feet, that's all shit.

The last time he was blown up by Yao Ming in the same class, Oku held back a bad breath, turned into an electric rabbit when he jumped the ball, and took the lead in slapping the ball into Billups' hands.

With the ball in hand, Billups hurriedly retreated to avoid Francis' steal while raising his hand to signal the official start of the attack.

Hamilton began to run at a constant speed that never stopped, and Mobley cursed 'shit' with a headache and reluctantly followed. Prince roams around the perimeter ready to pick up Billups, and Oku moves his position to the free-throw line, leaving the inside for Warburn.

The easiest thing to play against a traditional center like Yao Ming is to catch the ball, Yao Ming and O'Neal and later Howard don't go around the front and prefer to wait behind you to play against you.

Billups passed the ball to Waben, looked relaxed, and took advantage of Boss Fergus not paying attention, violently accelerated to shake him off, and inserted it into the inside line.

Hua Ben got the ball and leaned back fiercely, he felt that he could knock Yao Ming away, and the strength of the two was there.

Yao Ming is very smart, he has been sticking to Hua Ben's back, and as soon as the other party's muscles tensed, he immediately took half a step back, just getting the best cushion distance.

When he actually played against Yao Ming, Hua Ben experienced the helplessness of Oku or Mirisic in the last game, the oppression brought by the height of seven feet two inches is like a wall, a wall that can move!

Hua Ben turned around and wanted to jump and buckle, Yao Ming forced up flexibly, raising his hands high, if you dare to jump, I will dare to block.

"Xite, I don't believe it!" Hua Ben used his thick upper body to push Yao Ming hard, and the rocket jumped like a skyrocket, and smashed the ball into the hoop with one hand.

Yao Ming was forced to take half a step back, but when Hua Ben jumped, he also jumped, although the difference in speed between the two was large, but the height and arm span were enough to make up for it. Wafmoto is not a flyer, and there is a limit to his bounce, especially with a big 320-pound guy on top.

"Bang!" Yao Ming's big hand was just blocked in front of the hoop, Hua Ben was shocked, and he had no choice but to throw the ball out in order to avoid blocking. But he's not a Parker or an AI, and he's so good at throwing that the basketball forcibly changes its course, and finally hits the basket on the neck and bounces out.

Mobley, who was chasing Hamilton into the interior, jumped up and took the rebound ball into his arms, and Francis turned and ran when he saw this, and the fans in the stadium shouted 'defends' with wide eyes.

Fortunately, Huaben jumped quickly and landed quickly, and he opened his arms to block Mobley, who was about to sprint, to avoid the Rockets' opening fast break.

"I hate big guys!" Huaben scolded in his heart while stopping Mobley, two meters and two or six against two meters, how can this be beaten?

ps: To explain, many friends may be at a loss about the previous chapter, don't know where the fork psoas muscle is, and don't know why I want to lift the fork psoas muscle. In fact, as long as you follow the national football team, you know the origin and meaning of this word, and the specific origin is as follows:

[At 8:30 on August 17, the Chinese women's football team conducted a post-match summary of the Olympic Games at the Xianghe base. The team members all made a written summary report as required, and some of the team members couldn't bear the fate of being out of the game and cried bitterly on the spot, and the scene was very touching. But in this atmosphere, Xie Yalong, vice chairman of the Chinese Football Association, who was the last to speak, broke this situation and accused the Chinese women's football team of being a negative typical team with "no fighting spirit and no ability".

He used the Brazilian team as an example to educate the Chinese players: "The Brazilian team has so good skills and so many big names, but they go to the hotel gym at 11 o'clock at night to practice strength, when have you practiced?" The more he talked, the more angry Xie Yalong put forward a professional term - "fork psoas", he pointed out that the most important thing to train in the body muscle group of the Chinese women's football team is the "fork psoas muscle", but the girls don't know where the muscle part he is talking about is.

And Xie Yalong's remarks, with their professional content, also made netizens worship, and triggered a craze on the Internet to explore the origin of the word "fork psoas". Because, "Even the two great gods Guge and Baidu can't tell me where the forked psoas muscles are and how to train the forked psoas muscles well." Some netizens offered a reward of 30 points in "Know" to solve the problem of "where are the fork psoas muscles", believing that this is a new topic in medicine, human anatomy and sports. 】

The fat man believes that the so-called fork psoas muscle is an exclusive muscle for officials and coaches, because these people often pose in a forked waist posture, and the place where the two hands are inserted is the fork psoas muscle. 'Fork psoas' is a little ridicule of me, a little ridicule of helplessness against reality.

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