Chapter 245: Clean up the old mountains and rivers
Yang Mo's words were not too bullying. At most they were tit for tat. But they made the five people over there extremely angry. Brook Lopez stood up directly and complained angrily: "We don't have a point guard. We don't have a point guard."
Of course we can’t beat them.”
"We don't have a shooting guard yet, how can we beat them?" Yang Mo rolled his eyes at him angrily and said disdainfully: "Only cowards make excuses for themselves."
"If you have the guts, give us Derek and see if we can beat them." Brook Lopez said with a stern mouth.
"Who do you think you are?" Yang Mo glared at him and said, "Do you think anyone will help you if they want to help you? Get out of here!"
Yang Mo showed no mercy at all and drove him away directly.
Brook Lopez lost all face after being bombarded by Yang Mo, but he still had no way to defeat Yang Mo. Whether it was on or off the court, whether with basketball or fists, he couldn't win.
In the end, Lopez could only sit back angrily. He was already making plans in his mind. He was going to severely criticize the bad combination headed by Yang Mo at the post-match press conference, accusing them of being ununited and bullying.
It's too much, accusing them of not treating themselves as human beings.
His grievances roared in his heart, but in the final analysis, it was just a sentence: you will not survive if you do it yourself.
If he didn't take the lead in isolating Yang Mo, Yang Mo would be too lazy to talk to him. Although Yang Mo was not a saint, he really didn't take him seriously. Although when he first entered the NBA, he had a bad mouth and got slapped.
But Yang Mo didn't have the heart to beat him a few more times. After all, the disparity in strength was too great, and it would be disgraceful to teach a kindergarten-level guy all the time. However, he wanted to die, and he kept isolating Yang Mo, and also made all kinds of insinuations.
If you are so stupid and reckless, you can’t blame Yang Mo for killing him.
Soon, the game started again.
Watching the first-grade team once again put the original five players on the field. The boos swept through the scene again like a tide. Everyone was dissatisfied and confused. What was going on with the first-grade team?
The leading lineup is not used, but these losers are still allowed to come up. Does this mean that the game is automatically abandoned?
"What happened to Dwyane? Why didn't he let the previous lineup play? Is he planning to let these guys set a rookie game scoring record?" Collins, the commentator of t-n-t, said in confusion.
"Maybe they want these guys to dig a hole first, and then let Yang counterattack and create new history. Well, that should be it." Kenny Smith speculated.
"Originally, I thought Yang Mo could break the scoring record in the rookie game? After all, he only played half of the first quarter and scored 15 points, but now... ugh!" Charles Barkley said with great disappointment.
As a fan of Yang Mo, Barkley sighed on TV, which was considered very restrained.
The Yang Mo fan group in the arena started scolding them. They came to see Super-Yang, and now they saw a bunch of unknown people running around on the court. How could they bear it?
At that moment, everyone started shouting Yang Mo’s name!
super-yang!super-yang!super-yang!
Staples soon fell into an eternal shout. As for what was being played on the court, no one cared. Anyway, no matter how beautiful they dunked, the fans would not give a single cheer. Their thoughts were all
On Yang Mo off the court.
At this time, Yang Mo's thoughts were all focused on Lu Xueman who was opposite him. Because Lu Xueman had started chatting with Girls' Generation at some point, and the conversation was very exciting. Sometimes he danced his hands and sometimes touched his palms, which was very exciting.
It seems that I feel like I met you too late.
Seeing this, Yang Mo murmured in his heart: They are not talking about me, are they? Are they talking about Jessica?
Just when Yang Mo was beating a drum in his heart, Lu Xueman suddenly glanced at him. Yang Mo caught this look, but failed to interpret the meaning of this look. Is it a threat? Is it anger? Is it sadness?
When Yang Mo speculated on the meaning behind this look, the situation on the court could be described as horrific. The first-year team was overwhelmed by the second-year team led by Durant and was completely defeated. At this time, it was still far from the end of the second quarter.
In four minutes, it was already 21 points behind.
What's even worse is that Lopez and others have lost their fighting spirit. Only OJ Mayo is still struggling to hold on, but he is useless alone? How can his hands hold up the ten fierce fists on the opposite side?
?
drop!
At this time, Wade finally couldn't stand it anymore and called a timeout himself, then turned to Yang Mo and others and said: "Now, it's your turn to play. I won't do anything else before you collapse them."
Staff adjustment, come on!”
Rose and others were already gearing up, waiting for Wade's words. They immediately shouted: "Okay!"
The five people were eager to give it a try, but the other five people walked down extremely lonely and sat directly on the bench with a look of despair. They lost the duel with Yang Mo, completely. They even had a chance to jump around.
None, it was like being knocked down with a stick as soon as he came up, and then he never got up again.
The reason why they lost was not because their strategy was wrong. It was because they failed to unite all their teammates, especially the two point guards who had the core possession of the ball. Having said that, the two point guards on the team were both Yang Mo's iron brothers.
, how stupid do they have to be to openly play isolation? Isolation is nothing, the ball is in other people's hands, aren't they seeking their own death?
When the fans at the scene saw Yang Mo stand up, the cheers reached their climax in an instant. Amid the cheers all over the sky, Yang Mo instantly switched from being a mother-in-law to an invincible iron-blooded striker super-
yang!
Yang Mo is a natural warrior, when he is fighting, nothing can affect him.
drop!
As the whistle sounded, Yang Mo and the five men walked onto the court with murderous intent.
After the kickoff, Derrick Rose passed the ball directly to Yang Mo near the midline. Yang Mo caught the ball and shot... Just when the whole world thought he was crazy... Whoops!
The basketball hits the net!
In an instant, all the surprise and confusion in the audience turned into doubled screams and cheers. It was so powerful!
Amid the cheers of the audience, Yang Mo roared: "Nothing is impossible. If I can make this three-pointer, it also means that we can close the 21-point gap in an instant. We are going to counterattack and massacre the two teams."
grade!"
Without this incredible three-point foundation, Yang Mo's words would never have been so shocking. But with this three-point proof, no one dared to say that Yang Mo was making baseless rants.
Has Yang Mo created too many miracles? On this court, he once led his team to massacre the runner-up last season.
"Brother, did you get this ball in?" After Yang Mo roared, Greg Oden ran to Yang Mo in surprise and asked curiously.
Yang Mo smiled slightly when he heard this. Before he could answer, Beasley next to him curled his lips and said, "Only a fool would think that he was tricked."
"What do you mean?" Auden turned his head and became even more confused.
"I personally saw him throw three-pointers from the free throw line here to the opposite basket, and there were more than one."
"Fuck!" Auden subconsciously said Yang Mo's classic line, which shows how popular this word is in the United States: "So powerful?"
"How can you be called super-yang if you're not strong?" Michael Beasley rolled his eyes at him angrily and quickly ran back to defend.
At this moment, Durant ran over dribbling the ball, and Yang Mo quickly ran over to mark him personally.
When Durant brought the ball two steps away from the three-point line, he suddenly shot up and shot directly... Yang Mo did not expect that he would shoot such a long three-pointer, and this guy's explosive power was better than his own.
Height and wingspan are even more advantages among advantages, so even if he tried his best, he couldn't block Durant's jump shot.
Whoosh!
The basketball actually hit the net!
However, after the shock of Yang Mo's previous ball, his three-pointer seemed a bit ordinary. After all, Yang Mo's ball was thrown in from the midline.
"I can do anything you can do. In terms of scoring, you will never catch up with me!" After Durant scored, he spat a trash talk at Yang Mo.
Durant, the good boy, rarely talks trash. If Yang Mo hadn't been too tight, he wouldn't have wanted to speak. But when he opened his mouth, he directly ran into the most powerful trash talker in the current NBA. It's like
A fledgling carpenter competes with Lu Ban. Isn't this asking for his own death?
"Oh, really? I can knock the shit out of your teammates, how dare you try Oden?" Yang Mo glanced at him coldly and said disdainfully: "Also, don't forget Nike.
The business contract given to me is five years and 120 million U.S. dollars. Well, there is also a sales share."
It was good that Yang Mo didn't mention the Nike contract. When he mentioned it, Durant's unhappiness instantly boiled out. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be too proud. Are we still ahead?"
"It's just for the time being." Yang Mo chuckled: "If I dare to let you play with those cannon fodder, I will be confident that I can fill in all the points. Moreover, I will kill you unconditionally."
"Then give it a try!" Durant gritted his teeth and said with determination. Under Yang Mo's stimulation, he became serious.
“Just try it!”
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