There are many notorious tough guys, bad guys, bad guys in the NBA, and most of these tough guys, bad guys, bastards, and bad guys are rough blacks, and when they go to school, they are bad boys who study very badly, and fights are commonplace, and they often fight when they disagree, like Charles? Barkley, like Dennis? Rodman, like Ron? Artest, the murderous name of these wicked people can almost stop a child from crying at night.

But the worst of these bastards in the NBA is an extremely rich and handsome white man, this white man and the villain Charles? Barkley has fought and slashed Dennis in training matches? Rodman, who beat Bird Bird, elbowed Magic Johnson, and smiled at the assassin Isaiah in the locker room? Thomas had to be honest and obedient.

Is this guy Bill? Ranbir. A guy who is said to play basketball just because he can't find a better job, a guy who is said to hate basketball, a guy who can't jump high and can't run fast, but can make the opposing defender tremble with just one look in the penalty area, a charles? Barkley, Hakim? Olajuwon, Patrick? Ewing level superstar scores on both look very extravagant guys.

For Dennis? Rodman with Bill? The reason why Ranbill owes him money recommended him to come to me as a personal trainer, I don't believe it, because Bill? Ranbiel is definitely a class-rich man, of course, it would be more accurate to say that he is a class-level billionaire who is about to inherit all the property of his father's huge business empire, you know, Bill? Ranbill's father owned many large companies under his name. With enough money in a year to buy an NBA team, how could he owe Dennis? What about Rodman's hundreds of thousands of dollars? Besides, even Bill? Ranbir was a little tight on money for some reason, but even Dennis? Rodman got a stake in the casino. Even if he made 300,000 yuan in the last year of the Wizards, with his playboy style, now that he has 100,000 dollars in his hand, which is already burning incense, how can he lend so much money to Bill? What about Ranbill?

But Bill? Ranbir was killed by Dennis for such a ridiculous reason? Rodman recommended it, and now I don't have the right to pick and choose without a first-level center to guide me, so I can't wait to invite Bill? Ranbill's arrival.

Good thing Bill? Although Rambier is notorious, he is indeed a first-class center, a center forward who averages 12+1o per game. A center who shoots from beyond the three-point line, a center who grabbed the most defensive rebounds in the '8O, a center who scored the fifth-highest score in Pistons history, and a center who made everyone in the NBA. Including Michael? Jordan is a bit of a trembling center, and I'm sure I'll be able to learn something from him.

I was standing at the exit of the airport in sunglasses, an Armani and chewing gum, and the patient Boeing 777 flying in from Florida. Patiently waiting for the arrival of that famous bad boy.

Finally, the announcement of the plane's arrival came from the departure room, and I spit the gum on the wrapper and threw it in the trash. Straighten up your clothes and look up. Look towards the exit of the airport.

The crowd streamed out, after waiting for more than ten minutes. When the figure that stood out from the crowd finally appeared, I hurried forward, plucked my eyes, and stretched out my right hand towards Bill? Ranbiel smiled and said, "Bill, welcome to you!" I've been looking forward to this day for a long time......"

Bill? Ranbir put the suitcase aside, smiled on his face, gave me a bear hug, and said in an extremely sexy voice, "Kwamei, are you ready to go to hell?" ”

Yes?

Into hell?

I just seem to be looking for a personal trainer to help me practice the hook, and the basket hook training will be monotonous, but it will definitely not be called hell.

I couldn't figure it out, my mouth was half open, with a look of surprise, and I looked at Bill blankly? Ranbier, half-ringing, said: "Bill, that practice basket hook hand, do you need hellish devil training?" ”

Bill? Ranbir tilted his head, frowned slightly, and said with a serious face: "Hook hand, if you want to practice hook hand, you should go to Abdul-Jabbar, I won't hook hand, I will only shoot mid-range and long-range shots, but that guy Abdul-Jabbar won't come to help you, he is now coaching the Oklahoma City Storm team in USB1, and he doesn't have time to take care of you, so you kid, just admit it, but I will train you to be the greatest center in the world, a center greater than Chamberlain, Russell, Abdul-Jabbar and others......"

I was staring blankly at Bill? Ranbiel was dancing and gesturing, looking at him with a confident face, talking to himself with a smug face, I suddenly felt as if I had done the most stupid thing, I knew Bill? Is this guy Ranbir even the smiling assassin Isaiah? Bastards like Thomas have to bow down, but I personally brought him to my training ground to help me train.

"Bill, I think what I need now is to practice the under-basket hook technique, and I want to use guò's own training to make myself stronger in the next season...... "I'm finally starting from Bill? I figured that if I hadn't told this bastard about the plan I had already made, my entire holiday training plan would most likely turn into training on how to cheat fouls and how to beat up opponents without being shown by the referees.

"Make yourself stronger? Hook? Kwame, are you not mistaken? Do you need to practice hooking hands with this fucking body type, this body? The hook hand is something that a soft guy like Abdul-Jabbar needs to learn, you just have to get your feet under the basket, turn around and dunk the basketball into the basket, and you're good to go! Is your head? ……”

Bill? Ranbiel glared at me angrily and scolded me loudly, I didn't even react for a while, you want to know that I asked Bill? Ranbir came to instruct me, he was paid, and if he scolded me like this, he was not afraid that I would fire him? I was relieved that this guy was poor and had all the money left, and he probably came to help me train, just because he had been bored lately and wanted to find a job to play boring time.

I licked my lips, moistened my somewhat dry lips, and said, "Bill, I don't have many ways to deal with the bag this season, I need to use the hook to make my offense more abundant, I want to make them unable to prevent me......"

"What? Do you want to get 4o, 5o, or even 6o against your opponent? You're dreaming! You have to know that this is not 2o years ago, this is not the era when the paint area was only a few feet, this is not the era of not blowing for three seconds, the rules are now restricting the center, even if you practice Abdul-Jabbar's sky hook stunt to the peak, you can't easily score 4o points, 5o points when facing the bag, you must know that Abdul-Jabbar's bastard only averages 24 points per game, and the most he has scored in history is only because he has played long enough, and you want to break the opponent's bag by learning the hook hand under the basket, You're fucking naïve, aren't you getting water in your head...... "Bill?" Ranbir shouted in a bit of rage.

Am I being Bill? Ranbier was confused, to be precise, I was a little stunned by his scolding, I know that my average points per game is already very high now, and it is very difficult for me to go further under the rules of restricting the center like this, even if I practice the sky hook to the point of reaching the peak, it is at most the icing on the cake, it is impossible to make my score increase exponentially, but what else can I learn now? Mid-range shooting, three-pointers, defense, I'm already first-class, my current center skills are only the hook hand is still at the rookie level, and I can now learn to improve myself quickly through guò The only thing left is to learn the hook hand.

I'm in a daze, Bill? Ranbir was still roaring: "Listen, Kwame, I have made a strict training plan for you, as long as you do a whole summer of devil training according to this training plan of mine, you will definitely become the most terrifying center on the planet in the next season, you can easily tear apart the opponent's defense, no one dares to trap you, you can easily kill the person who defends you...... "Bill? Ranbir was loudly recommending his training plan as if it were the key to victory, but I really didn't dare expect much from the man nicknamed the "King of Bad Boys."

I nodded my head indifferently, in Muran's deal with this Bill? Ranbiel, but the highly intelligent white man clearly saw that I was dealing with him, and he stopped growling and stared at me seriously for a full minute, and I felt a little hairy in my heart.

"Don't you believe it?" Bill? Ranbir asked in a very stern tone after looking at it for a long enough time.

"Nope! Bill, I can't really think of any technique I can do right now, other than practicing hooks, to achieve the kind of achievement you are talking about. I spread my hands and shrugged my shoulders, and replied faintly, my voice full of distrust.

"Haha...... "Bill? Ranbir laughed out loud and laughed for a good 3o seconds, then looked at me seriously and said, "You can't get to this level just with offensive skills, but if you're averaging 1o assists per game, you don't think you're going to get to that level, ha......"

1o assists per game, you fuck ......

This is......

I was stunned......

Bill? Ranbir continued to smirk...... (To be continued......)

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