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"Are you sure this will work?" Patrick Ewing looked at the rookies who wanted to lie on the floor until they died and asked Blake Dolan next to him.
"Of course, because that's how my superiors treated us when I was in the army. In the next three years, we, a group of rookie recruits who were trained and treated extra hard, became a team!"
"Hey! Gentlemen! Such a fun party! You forgot to invite new guests!" A voice came from the door of the training hall.
Blake Dolan, Charles Oakley, and Patrick Ewing turned their heads at the same time. A black figure stood there with his arms folded. He had already changed into training clothes with a disdainful smile on his face:
"Your training might just scare the rookies!"
"We invited this guy to this summer training?" Blake Dolan looked at Patrick Ewing and asked.
Patrick Ewing glanced at Stephen Jackson who suddenly appeared at the gate and shrugged:
"I don't know, but I like this guy who took the initiative to join. At least he seems energetic!"
"I like it too! Another guy for me to drill!" Charles Oakley said, twisting his fist.
Along with Stephen Jackson, there was an Asian man with an expressionless face. Only when he walked in front of Blake Dolan, he stretched out his hand and said:
"Coach Black, we meet again."
"Hello, Louis, it seems that your facial paralysis has not improved. Could it be that my check had no effect on it at all?" Black Dolan looked at Louis in front of him and said with a smile.
"After taking a break from school, I came here from New York because I heard manager Sam Presti say that there might be rookies here who need me to cheer them up and help them regain their strength." Louis Huang said as he looked at the man lying on the bed.
Several players seemed to have fainted on the ground.
"It seems that the situation is true. Darvill, give me their previous training plan."
"Oh my God, this is the first time I've seen our facially paralyzed man say so many words!" Blake Dolan looked at Louis Huang and said with a smile.
Daville Hawke told Louis Huang how he had trained these rookies just now. Louis Huang nodded, indicating that he understood, then walked to the lying players and squatted down and asked:
"how do you feel?"
Although Eddie Griffin had lost all his strength after being drilled, he still stubbornly raised a middle finger:
"I have never been in such a good state..."
Seeing the other rookies looking at him with displeasure, Louis Huang didn't mind at all:
"Don't move, I mean don't move any part of your body. Just lie there. I will help you take off your shoes and put a needle in the sole of your foot."
"Come on, what kind of torture is there? I won't frown. I'm a tough guy from Alabama, not honey!" Gerald Wallace yelled as he lay there, but immediately, he felt that he
His shoes were taken off, and then a cold needle was inserted into the sole of his foot!
"Oh! What did you do! What did you do! What the hell did you use to stab the soles of my feet!"
"Don't move! Otherwise, if the needle breaks, you will be ready to say goodbye to your career." Louis Huang's voice was still as dry as a straight line, without any emotion, but it was enough to make Gerald Wallace give up his struggle.
"Where did you find this team doctor? He can make a rookie afraid to move even with just one sentence!" Charles Oakley asked beside Blake Dolan...
"Uh, everyone, let me ask, do you have to have such long needles on your feet to participate in this party? I suddenly remembered that I made an appointment with someone. Goodbye everyone! I will report on time at the end of the holiday!" Stephen Jackson looked at it
The long needle that pierced the sole of Gerald Wallace's foot, standing next to Charles Oakley, swallowed and said.
Charles Oakley grabbed him and said, "Boy! If you obey, you can do the multiple-choice question! Choose between a shovel and a needle! If you want to refuse, then you will probably have a taste of the shovel first before you try it.
Try that needle."
"Fifteen minutes." Louis Huang moved very quickly. Each of the lying rookies had a leg stuck in their feet. After doing all this, he stood up and looked at Davel Hawke:
"After fifteen minutes, let them do some light stretching exercises. This batch is much better than the one from the Princeton Tigers. You can have fun."
"Attention everyone, if you touch his needle at will, I believe he will insert the needle into your private parts next time. I don't know if he learned how to make a man's private parts bigger in medical school, but I promise
Your new team doctor learned how to remove it," Blake Doran said with a smile to several pale-faced players.
Next to him, Stephen Jackson had wisely taken off his shoes, lay down next to Eddie Griffin, and muttered:
"I gave up a great fucking vacation and flew six hours to get stuck in this shit!"
Eddie Griffin grinned at him: "Welcome, new kid, welcome to the worst shithole in Chicago!"
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Since Louis Wong joined the training staff in Chicago over the summer, Tim Graver's training program has been going well, and the players are as motivated as clockwork. According to Eddie Griffin, Louis Wong's needle is better than Charles O's
Klee's shovel is even more scary, because the shovel only breaks the balls. With medical science so advanced, there may be artificial eggs, but if the penis is removed, I haven't heard of any artificial penis. The most important thing is, artificial penis
It definitely doesn’t feel as good as the original one.
These guys were drilled to death every day, and Kirk Hinrich also began to get involved with these guys who called themselves bad guys. It seemed that he also knew that if he didn't have a good relationship with these guys, he might be isolated during the game.
, that is not a good thing.
Stephen Jackson became the boss of this small gang. Although this guy joined last, this guy's experience, of course, is rich enough in both on-court experience and off-court experience. Although he is not a big star, but after a few years
His NBA career is enough for him to show off to a bunch of rookies. The most important thing is that this guy just won the championship with the Spurs. After the start of the new season, the Spurs will give him a championship ring.
"If someone thinks a rookie is easy to bully! Then don't say anything to him! Just blowing his nose out is the only answer!" Stephen Jackson always used this kind of rhetoric to educate his teammates during drinking time:
"If some bastard from the other team is messing with you on the court! Tell me! I'll kill him! Of course, if you want to beat someone up, remember to tell me too! I'm happy to help!"
"That guy is born to be a Knicks player. Only Knicks players in the entire league talk about these things without restraint!" Charles Oakley said to Blake Dolan: "They will become the new generation of the zoo!"
"You are out of date, Daddy Oak, they are a new generation, but they are not a zoo, but a new generation," Black Dolan said after taking a puff of his cigarette:
