I don't know if I should be angry or rejoice. I'm glad that I've really become famous this time, and I've become a target that is erected in front for others to chase after, and a target that others can be complacent about because they defended me. I'm so fucking angry that everyone wants to knock me to the ground.

But whether I should be happy or angry, I decided to teach that Danny a good lesson? Fortson's guy, sue that guy what is Kwame? Brown-level center, tell that guy not to be too presumptuous.

"In the last two seasons, he has averaged only 27 minutes per game, especially last season when he only played 17 games, averaged 17 minutes per game, and only managed to get 3.5 points and 4.2 rebounds......

"Although his defense was excellent in the past few years, he once averaged 16 rebounds per game, but his defense and rebounding completely relied on his body, relying on desperate scrambling, now he is older, his body, his bounce, his speed, his strength is completely not as strong as before, you can kill him in seconds without any problems............

Soon everyone on the Wizards in Dallas knew that I had been killed by Danny? Fortson got off the pitch, so everyone started to get busy, phone calling, checking information, and when the warm-up was over and I walked off the court, Danny? All of Fortson's profile was in front of me, even Danny? Fortson's clash with a rich kid in a nightclub this summer was all brought out by the Wizards' coaching staff, and I have to sigh that in Beal? Under the leadership of Ranbial, the Wizards' coaching staff is really efficient.

"You don't have to worry! That guy has a few brute forces, but that's all there is to this guy, and you'll be able to get rid of him easily! His provocation to you is a complete farce! "Bill? Ranbier was enumerating Danny? After a series of counts, Fortson nodded at me with a very affirmative smile.

"Farce?!" I chewed on the word and felt Bill? Ranbir is so talented that he would use the word farce to describe it.

But. I agree with Bill? In Ranbir's opinion, I also think that this thing is a farce entirely, and even if it is not a farce, I will definitely turn this thing into a farce.

The referee blew the whistle and I led my team-mate onto the pitch in a murderous manner.

It's Dirk coming up on the other side? Nowitzki, but when Dirk? When Nowitzki was about to reach the center circle, a guy with pigtails walked briskly to Dirk? In front of Nowitzki, he looked at me with his head held high and a murderous expression, quite a feeling of looking at the world.

"Is that the war letter you gave me?" Although I was angry. But I still have a feeling of unreality, and it's really a little strange that someone is challenging me now, and that something that is almost like a plot of a novel should happen to me like this.

"Uh-huh?!" Danny? Forts tilted his head in disdain, and said nothing else, as if he really didn't bother to say half a word more to me.

It seems to have been slighted, and enough anger has accumulated in my chest, and now this anger seems to be in a sign of going berserk, and my brain has even directly given the order to punch this guy.

The fist didn't go out. Because Chauncey? Billups reminded me in time:

"He's trying to provoke you! Don't be fooled! ”

Call......

I exhaled a long breath, exhaled the angry breath in my chest, calmed my somewhat restless mood, and turned my head towards Chauncey? Billups said hello. Signaled to him that I didn't fall for the pigtails.

Danny? Fortson sighed softly, as if lamenting that his plan had not succeeded.

I'm starting to look at the guy in front of me, and it doesn't seem as simple as people say it is, if no one gives him advice. This guy must have enough twists and turns in his head. I'll have to be careful with the rest of the matches, especially to be careful not to get provoked by him.

Of course I wouldn't let this guy be so proud, I turned my head towards Dirk? Nowitzki shouted: "Dirk! Keep an eye on your dog. Don't let him come out and bite casually! Beware of being beaten to death! ”

Lie down the gun!

This is an absolute lying gun!

Originally watching the lively Mavericks boss Dirk happily on the side? Nowitzki's face immediately changed. But haven't waited for Dirk yet? Nowitzki reacted completely, Danny? Fortson screamed:

"Who the fuck are you talking about dogs? You're fucking tired! ”

Danny? Fortson stepped forward and reached out with his right hand to grab the front of my jersey, his eyes split, and he yelled at me viciously.

I raised my hands high into the air and shouted to the referee not far away, "Mr. Referee! Mr. Referee! ”

The referee rushed over in time and blew that loud whistle at us.

Dirk? Nowitzki had already reacted, and he hugged Danny? Fortson, dragging him back with all his might, shouted loudly, "Calm down! Calm down! He's deliberately irritating you! ”

The two sides quickly separated! But the pattern of separation is obviously different, and the Mavericks are constantly persuading Danny? Fortson, while the players on the Wizards' side patiently asked around the referee:

"Sir! This should be a technical foul! ”

"Sir! If you don't award this technical foul, there's a good chance that this game will turn into a martial arts ......"

"Mr. referee, you must enforce the law impartially, otherwise we are likely to suffer a malicious foul from the opponent in the next game! It's okay to be violated, but what to do if you get hurt......"

"Mr. Referee......

The Mavericks players reacted as well, Michael? Finley, Steve? Nash, Dirk? Nowitzki also rushed over, shouting loudly:

"Sir! The game hasn't started yet? This shouldn't blow fouls! ”

"Sir! Is it Kwame? Brown provocation online, Danny? Fortson definitely didn't mean it! ”

"Sir! I swear Danny? Fortson definitely did not infringe on Kwame? Brown, Kwame? Brown was absolutely unharmed......"

The referee completely became the protagonist, and in the midst of the chatter of the crowd, the referee once again blew a sharp whistle and motioned with his hand to everyone to disperse and stop pestering him, otherwise he would take action.

Everyone dispersed, but the Wizards scattered proudly, and the Mavericks did have some sad faces and resentment!

The referee walked to the sidelines to communicate with the two linesmen and the fourth official, hoping to find a more well-founded solution, after all, there has never been a pre-game foul in the history of the NBA, and whether it should be punished at this time is debatable.

I looked at the referees who were discussing in a whisper with their heads down, and looked at Danny who was spewing fire in his eyes. Fortson was glaring at me viciously, watching the old Nelson keep brushing his white hair with his left hand on the sidelines, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart, but I also secretly told myself in my heart that this game had not yet started like this, and the next game would not be easy to play, and I must pay attention to being violated by the opponent, and always be careful not to be overly excited and verbal by the opponent.

In the midst of his thoughts, a deep voice sounded in his ears: "Kwamei! You're a bad guy! ”

I looked up and saw the German with blonde hair -- Dirk? Nowitzki was looking at me with an angry look on his face!

"Huh!" I smiled slightly awkwardly, then retorted, "Looks like you were trying to provoke me first!" But if you want to provoke me, you'll have to find someone with a normal IQ! It's too bad for you to find a stupid person! Don't sue me that you didn't have a strategy to provoke me specifically before the game, to Danny? That Fortson idiot definitely doesn't have that IQ! ”

I teased the other party, although there was no expectation to let Dirk? Nowitzki also lost his mind, but Zhan Zhandek? Nowitzki's mouth is still cheap!

"You...... You ...... "Dirk?" Nowitzki was completely choked by me and couldn't speak, and after "you" for a long time, he viciously threw a cruel sentence: "You wait on the field!" ”

"Then wait!" (To be continued......)