NBA: Starting off with Chamberlain's talent

Chapter 267: A Battle of Words!I hit him?

can you believe it?

Georgian semi-professional Zaza Pachulia to retire?

Just 5 minutes ago, the confident Georgian was about to bring his talents to the ring.

The organizer of the appearance fee paid the Georgian 10 U.S. dollars.

For a second-year rookie, $10 is a lot to attend a boxing show.

It is worthwhile to change 3W in 10 minutes.

Because the organizer discovered Zhang You and his little story, so he was also invited.

And Pachulia usually does boxing.

This kind of activity that kills multiple birds with one stone is simply the more the better.

But when he saw Karl Malone's miserable appearance after being punched by Zhang You, his whole body went numb.

The chicken trembled.

From his semi-professional point of view, Zhang You's punch was definitely not fooled!

"Coach, I'm going to retire. I have a disc herniation."

Pachulia stunned his boxing coach when he opened his mouth.

What?Retired before playing.

After all, I am the number one figure in the boxing world, and I am responsible for training you little bastards to participate in this money-raising... charity competition!

Now you want to tell me to retire? !

Boxing coach Smith was shocked and angry.

"No! Absolutely not!"

He patted Pachulia's bushy chest with both hands and said: "Think of your country! Think of the humiliation you have suffered on the court! Believe in your own skills! I can guarantee that Zhang You is just an embroidered pillow! You can Knock him out with one punch!!"

Coach Smith kept cheering Pachulia up, and Pachulia was so excited when she was told that she was about to agree.

"Damn it! Do...can't do it!!"

Pachulia shook her head frantically.

Anyway, I'm not going.

"I'm going to be beaten to death. It's a small face. If you lose your life, you will lose everything."

He is sober in the world, but he thinks very clearly.

"Bastard! Don't forget that if you quit the game, you will pay 10 times the liquidated damages!! No matter you win or lose, you have to fight for me!"

Coach Smith yelled that even his share of salary would be withheld.

Pachulia took off his gloves and left the passage without listening to persuasion.

Never looking back.

The audience booed instantly.

Popcorn and mineral water bottles greeted Pachulia one after another.

But Pachulia didn't care that much.

"I want to play ball, I want to go home and find my mother!"

I was fucked by the agent!

He trotted away.

Pachulia's cowardly behavior left owners and viewers infuriated.

"Soft egg!!"

"The guy who is strong at the outside but runs away before he hits him!"

"I'm FK! I thought you were so tough, you ran away without a single punch."

"Money back!! Money back!!"

The audience booed and roared.

As the opponent, Zhang You was also a little confused.

Or, finish it quickly and make some contributions to charity.

There is no other way but to invite the last contestant tonight.

Ron Artest!

Artest's finale debut also aroused the crazy cheers of the audience in New York.

"Ron!!"

"Get rid of that stinky Huaxia boy!"

"Don't let him run wild on our territory!!"

"It has to be you! Ron!"

Artest, who was born in Queens, New York, got the support of the audience.

After all, this is New York City.

The native Artest is the host.

Artest's dark sinews and steely face are daunting.

Although he was ten centimeters shorter than Zhang You, he was still compared to the dazed and youthful-looking child opposite him.

Artest's murderous aura has increased many times.

Even Kenny Smith swallowed.

"Ron's grandfather is a retired old navy who played professional boxing, and his father also boxed, and Ron suffered from mania when he was a child. Do you think... Zhang You will be beaten badly?"

Barkley laughed dryly: "I don't know."

After all, guys born in Queens, NY are not easy characters, it's full of mobsters and DPs.

Seeing these NBA guys and those fans trembling with excitement, it seemed as if Zhang You was about to be crushed.

"Mike, are you still optimistic about Zhang You?"

asked Charles Barkley.

Mike Tyson shook his head and sighed.

These people don't understand the horror of professional boxers at all.

"You don't punch, you don't understand. From a professional point of view, Zhang You's punch is definitely the result of accumulated professional boxing training."

"Even if he is playing basketball now, he must never try to hide it from me, the boxing champion."

"And... I have a bold inference!!"

Tyson's eyes lit up.

"Oh?"

Even the giant boxer Valuev was curious.

Why can't I see anything when I'm punching!

Tyson said firmly: "Zhang You must have learned my technical moves when he was boxing! Although he is still very immature and an amateur player, I think he must be a pyramid in the hands of amateur boxers."

puff.

A group of people almost burst out laughing.

But thinking about it is also quite bluffing.

Zhang You scared Pachulia out of the game with one punch.

Now the big screen in the center of the field is replaying the wonderful moments of Zhang You and Artest's matchup on the court.

The two teams played just two games in the regular season.

However, the scene where Zhang You elbowed Artest into the air after scoring a goal was constantly replayed.

Playbacks once, twice, and three times.

Slow motion playback.

A fierce elbow hit Artest's temple, almost carrying him away.

Ron Artest felt that the organizers were too rude.

His cheeks were hot.

shame.

shame.

This is how these guys accumulate player rage.

Now the audience roared hysterically.

The two started talking trash with a distance of 20 centimeters.

"Zhang! I came here tonight with only one purpose, and that is to beat you all over the place. You have to be careful. I'm not a half-assed like Ma Long. Because... my whole family is boxing."

"Defending until the end of the game is the best way to do it."

Artest "kindly" reminded, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The murderous look is awe-inspiring, making people frightened when they look at it.

Zhang You just wanted to say something, but his nose was itchy.

"Aqiu!!" Sneezes spewed all the saliva onto Artest's face and mouth.

Artest was dumbfounded.

I'm talking to you, but you spit on me!

"tui!!"

Artai, who was burning with anger, also spit out a mouthful of phlegm at Zhang You.

Fortunately, Zhang You reacted quickly, dodged to the left, and when he came back to his senses, another "tui!!" hit Artest's eyes.

Precise.

Artest was dumbfounded for a moment.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Are you sure these guys are NBA players?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Artest yelled furiously, but Zhang You didn't expect another mouthful of "tui".

Spit directly into his mouth.

Artest opened his mouth too wide and swallowed.

"vomit!!"

dying.

Artest retched and almost cut his throat out.

an instant.

Artest, whose face was covered with rain and dew, rushed towards Zhang You in a rage.

He bent his body, and also made an uppercut to grab Zhang You's chin.

All this happened in an instant.

"This is another sneak attack!"

exclaimed the referee.

He didn't even start shouting, and it came again.

The boxing match started suddenly.

With Zhang You's reflexes like an old dog, when Artest rushed over, he condescended to hit Artest's head with a punch from top to bottom.

"boom!!"

Artai's punch was still halfway through, and Zhang You, relying on his cheating wingspan, made a half-turn around on the basketball court, and then he threw a punch!

The back of the fist was easily thrown on Artest's head! !

"Buzz buzz buzz!!!"

Artest's eyes are blurred, and he seems to have seen a lot of psychedelic mushrooms now.

Many Zhang You flashed in front of my eyes.

But he still stubbornly took a step forward and punched.

It's like getting a drunken fist, and I can't stand still.

After hitting a Zhang You, he felt ecstasy in his heart.

I hit Zhang You! !

Then his eyes went dark, and he fell face-on to the ground with a "bang".

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