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Chapter 420: Fireflies in the Darkness

Generally speaking, few people boo the players at the All-Star Game. In a sense, the All-Star Game weekend is like the Chinese New Year. Children are not beaten during the Chinese New Year, and players are not booed at the All-Star Game unless they have done something extremely heinous and unforgivable.

matter.

Obviously, Evans did not do such an unreasonable thing, he just shouldn't have passed the ball. Returning to the essence, he was not wrong in passing the ball. But the mistake was that Yang Mo's two defensive successes had evoked

The fans have unlimited expectations. They are looking forward to the next head-to-head confrontation. But unfortunately, Evans' pass shattered this expectation. It's like when you are about to inject the essence of life into the woman you love, someone suddenly

It's like breaking into a door. Of course, this displeasure will turn into boos immediately.

Amid the boos, Evans seemed a little confused: What did I do wrong?

When he was doubting himself and collecting evidence, Yang Mo's cold taunting had already pierced his heart like a silver needle: "Did you see it? The whole Dallas is laughing at your cowardice. Didn't you, a coward, say you want to win the MVP? Why?

?Afraid?”

Yang Mo's rhetorical question was mixed with the most murderous sarcasm. Under the strong contrast, Evans almost lost his mind. He stepped forward with bulging red eyes and tried to give Yang Mo the most angry punch.

But Yang Mo in front of him just glanced at him with a sneer: "Do you want to taste the taste of brains?"

These indifferent words were like a downpour of cold water that instantly extinguished Evans' irrationality, because his mind immediately thought of the image of his brains being beaten out. This disgusting and terrifying image instantly made him

Fear arose, and this inner fear easily defeated his irrationality.

Seeing Evans calm down instantly, Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh: "What a coward."

With that said, he strode back. But Evans froze on the spot. He was not angry or irrational, but there was a soft murmur in his heart that kept echoing: Am I really a coward?

There is no doubt that Evans has fallen into deep self-doubt. If he does not get out of it in time, it is very likely that he will completely lose his decisiveness, lose all his self-confidence, and then... disappear from everyone.

This is probably what the so-called heart-killing strategy is. Every time Yang Mo faces an opponent, what he thinks about is not only defeating the opponent, but also focusing on defeating the opponent mentally so that the opponent will never dare to compete with him again.

idea.

There is no doubt that Evans has enjoyed this kind of treatment now.

"That guy should be replaced now. If he stays on the court, he will probably be destroyed by Young." Kevin Duran couldn't help but remind Conn Stanley again.

Stanley still shook his head, with an academic attitude: "I know the players very well. I learned this from Phil. He never calls timeout to replace players easily."

Seeing that Conn Stanley was so insistent, Kevin Durant did not continue the argument. Anyway, in the end, Evans had nothing to do with him.

When Conn Stanley saw that Kevin Durant was silent, his vanity increased a little bit more. He thought he was right. As the Zen Master's assistant, he felt that he should move closer to the Zen Master. It was just a pity.

, what he learned was only superficial, or in other words, he only learned the appearance, not the connotation. Little did he know that when the Zen master encountered a big demon like Yang Mo, he had to pause in less than a minute. Because he knew deeply that under Yang Mo,

With Mo, this explosive maniac, fucking you fiercely, there is no way out of pretending to be hot, because he will directly fuck you into a fool.

Conn Stanley's pretense was undoubtedly the last step to push Evans into the abyss, because Yang Mo never cared about his opponent's feelings. He always fucked his opponent to death, and he didn't

He doesn't care if you are depressed or not, what he will do is very simple, he will kill you while you are sick.

Soon, Westbrook in the frontcourt scored a three-pointer. His three-pointer was very unreliable, but Yang Mo gave him the same opportunity three times. When he missed the first shot, Yang Mo

He had already taken off the rebound and then pointed it to him. His second shot missed again, and Yang Mo grabbed the rebound again. It was not until the third time that he finally made a hit.

Since this three-pointer consumed three offenses, there were not many cheers. Instead, Yang Mo got screams one after another when he grabbed the rebound... Oh my God, another one! Oh my god, he actually got it again.

Oh! Oh my God, I actually got in.

Yes, the basketball hit disappointed the fans in a sense, because they preferred to watch Yang Mo grab rebounds.

Well, in a sense, Yang Mo has stolen everyone's attention again, even though he really, really wants to be low-key and really, really wants Westbrook to be the protagonist. But, it's useless, like him

This kind of person is born with the aura of the protagonist, no matter where he is, he will be as bright and unique as a firefly in the dark.

"Is Yang planning to establish his dominance in rebounding and defense tonight?" ESPN commentator Hollins said with great confusion: "Look, he just pushed his butt away from Thabeet. Poor guy.

Thabeet was like a bamboo pole in front of him, he didn't even need to push it, he just floated out of the restricted area as soon as the wind blew."

"Young was an inside player when he was in Miami. He even played center. Therefore, there is really no problem in dealing with Thabeet with his strength and rebounding touch." Chris Webber chuckled: "If he doesn't concentrate on scoring, this will

Getting 20 rebounds in a game is absolutely no problem."

"Actually, in addition to being a rebounder, he is also a very good three-point shooter." Steve Kerr said with a slightly embarrassed expression. As a three-point shooter, it is indeed a big thing for him to evaluate a three-point shooter.

It’s quite an embarrassing thing, and no one wants to be beaten to death on the beach like a wave in front of them. But the replacement of old ones by a new generation is an irreversible historical law, and no one can escape it.

"Do you think Yang is considered a first-tier superstar now? He is one of the top 10 players in the league." Hollins suddenly raised a topic: "Yang's presence is very high, but his true strength is always a mystery. No one knows it.

At what level."

"From the data point of view, he has reached the top 10 level, but if you count it on your fingers, he is indeed not in the top ten. This is something difficult to evaluate." Chris Webber said with some embarrassment: "I can only

Say, Yang may not be a top-10 player, but even a top-1 player will feel chills in his back when facing him."


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