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Chapter 329: Kill! Kill! Kill!

When Mo Williams came to half court with the ball, he was just about to pass the ball to LeBron James. Chalmers and Dorell Wright surrounded him. He never expected that they would do so inappropriately.

Double-teaming at such an inappropriate time and place, aren't you afraid that I can easily pass the ball and get an open shot?

Therefore, during the crazy pressing between the two, he quickly threw the ball in the direction of LeBron James.

But as soon as he threw the ball, a dark shadow flew past the corner of his eye, soared high into the air, and slapped the ball he passed to the front court like a volleyball, and then he suddenly

Looking back, he saw Yang Mo running towards the frontcourt like a madman, and behind him was LeBron James.

LeBron James is not slow, but even if he tried his best, he still couldn't keep up with Yang Mo, because Yang Mo was too beastly to run at full speed. After all...this is Iverson's peak.

speed.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as Yang Mo chased the basketball, then rushed into his penalty area unscrupulously, and violently launched a tomahawk dunk... Boom!

The vibration of the basket came from the court, and the whole audience cheered.

At this time, Yang Mo, who had landed on the ground, clenched his fists, beat his chest, and shouted to the sky: Kill!

kill!

kill!

Yang Mo roared violent words like a madman, with the madman's wildness flowing in his blood. No matter how tough you are, I just won't accept it! I just want to kill you! Fuck you!

Crazy Yang Mo was so powerful that not only the Heat players were infected by him, but also the red fans in the audience couldn't help but clenched their fists in response to his roar.

This majestic syllable took root in their hearts. Although they didn't know what the word meant, they could feel the murderous intent in it.

If morale could be summed up in a real voice, it would be the burning feeling in Yang Mo's throat at this moment!

"This guy is definitely suitable for playing the hero of an epic movie." Johnny Depp on the sidelines was immediately shocked by Yang Mo's three kills. He couldn't help but turn his head and said to Leonardo.

"Yes, he has that kind of heroic aura about him, and people can't help but follow him to fight!" Leonardo nodded, he very much agreed with Johnny Depp's words.

While these two Hollywood super-A-list actors were discussing Yang Mo's role, Sir Charles Barkley of t-n-t's studio raised his eyebrows proudly and said to Kenny Smith next to him: "Two points, super-yang

It only took less than ten seconds to score the first two points."

Facing Charles Barkley's provocation, Kenny Smith couldn't help but feel a little worried, because the madness shown by Yang Mo at this time was beyond his ability to predict. He began to regret his previous big words, because he had never seen

Such a fierce super-yang, the previous super-yang was already amazing, will tonight's super-yang create another miracle?

I don’t want to lick his toes!!!!

Kenny Smith yelled in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm, and said with slightly trembling lips: "This ball is just a coincidence. It is impossible for him to get such a good opportunity for the second time."

"Huh, just wait and see." Charles Barkley sneered and said in a particularly disgusting way: "Anyway, from now on until you lick my toes, I won't wash my feet. Even when I take a shower, I will wrap them in a plastic bag.

My toes, so as not to mix the smell of soap and affect the original flavor!"

Buckley was so disgusting, but Kenny Smith could only live with it. He began to feel that his bet was too light compared to Buckley. After all, this guy could even kiss a donkey's butt, and his own butt was better than a donkey's.

Is your butt clean?

Damn, that’s a beautiful promise because you’re too young!

Kenny Smith couldn't help but beat his chest, thinking that he had suffered a big loss in this bet and had gotten carried away with his previous patronage.

Alas, the pattern is still broken!

While Kenny Smith was beating his chest, Yang Mo and LeBron James suddenly collided on the court... beep beep beep beep! The referee quickly blew the whistle, fearing that the two most profitable players in the league would come to blows.

Due to the proper intervention of the referee, the two people still did not get into a fight. But LeBron James still kept mumbling: Damn Chinaman, I will let you learn a lesson, you are just an idol, I am the league

The real first person!

"Yes, you are the number one player in the league. However, I have kicked your ass twice in a row. I beat you to shame. You can only cry and go home to watch a-v spiritual silver. If you are a so-called little

Emperor, then I am the Supreme Emperor, do you understand?" Yang Mo's mouth was not at all forgiving, as if he wanted to scold LeBron James bloody.

If LeBron James talks in front of Yang Mo, he is asking for trouble. In the world of NBA gossips, LeBron James's status is not worthy of Yang Mo. You must know that Yang Mo is just starting out and let Kevin, the king of talkers, join him.

Nate is a ruthless character who jumps around and scolds his mother. How can the simple brain of a good boy like James organize a few words of trash that make people feel heartbroken? But Yang Mo can just open his mouth!

Drop! Drop!

The referee quickly gave both of them a t, and then quickly asked Larry Brown to come up and pull LeBron James down. Others didn't know it, but this referee who once officiated the Heat's away game against the Celtics knew it better than anyone else.

Yang Mo is so sharp-tongued that he is one of the few people who can make the loudmouth king Garnett deflate. Moreover, if he really uses his hands, LeBron James' head can't be exploded. This can be hit with one punch.

Opponents see the white brains of Miami City heroes.

LeBron James left the game, and Yang Mo was able to put the matter to rest, as long as he didn't suffer any loss in this matter.

Moreover, he was not the instigator of this conflict. It was LeBron James. James didn’t know that the line was not connected correctly. After Yang Mo yelled three times to kill, he actually dared to rush up and provoke: Boy, you can even call

Even if your throat is broken, God will not save you. Are you sure to lose this game?

"Really? You said the same before the last game? If I remember correctly, you seemed to have said that the battle would be resolved in five games, right? What happened? You have already lost two games! There is a saying in China that there is no hair on your lips.

You're not doing your job well, so you shouldn't shave, little red guy!"

Yang Mo's reply was not too sharp, but it still made LeBron James angry in his heart, and he pushed Yang Mo aside with a slap.

Then, of course, Yang Mo stepped forward and knocked him away two steps. Before he could take action, the referee rushed over as if his uncle had died, and then blew the whistle and screamed like a mourner.

stop.

Although Yang Mo took a t because of this incident, he did not feel alarmed at all. Instead, he very calmly made the free throw caused by LeBron James' t, but Mo Williams missed the free throw!

Because when he was taking a free throw, Yang Mo roared: Kill!

At that time, with a flick of his wrist, he came up with an epic level of three-not-sticking, which caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.

………………

-(To be continued.


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