The ten-point difference was either too big or too small, but there was not much time left. This was a test for the Defenders.

Tang Qian looked at his own statistics. Except for his scores, they all exceeded the "mission value" released by "Different Space".

"Hot, they are on the main team, what, what should I do?" Heyman has always played as a substitute, so he has not played against the main players many times.

At this moment, he felt a little scared.

"What are you afraid of? The main force is also human, and most of them started as substitutes. As long as we can kill them, you and I will definitely be the main defenders in the future." Tang Qian said without fear at all.

"Really, really? If you can become the main player of the team, your contract salary will not increase every season!"

"Of course, if you don't fight for the main force, are you going to be a substitute for the rest of your life?" Tang Qian said.

Being "provoked" by Tang Qian's words, Heyman also became energetic, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I will listen to you, I have had enough of being the substitute!"

Beep beep ~ Bighorn Sheep has the ball, the game restarts.

"Yellow man, you're doing pretty well. Sir, I was already fantasizing about Hollywood female stars! You ruined my business, are you ready to face my anger?"

Qian whispered in his ear.

"Your name is Frances, right?" Tang Qian glanced at the other person and wrote lightly: "Did you know? Not to mention Hollywood female stars, even a wild cat and wild dog will make a detour when they see you."

"What do you mean?" Francis' mind obviously didn't turn around.

"It's not interesting." Tang Qian said truthfully: "Because you are too ugly."

"Too ugly?" Francis was stunned for a second, and then said angrily: "Yellow-skinned pig, you dare to scold me?"

"I'm just telling the truth. Is this called scolding? Why don't you let people talk about being ugly? I remember that the United States is a country with freedom of speech." Tang Qian's words suddenly ignited Francis's "short" nerves.

, Francis cursed loudly and said: "You brat, try saying something to me again!"

At this moment, Bighorn Sheep point guard Gayle Jones shouted: "Abigail, pay attention to the ball!"

What?

As soon as Francis hesitated, Tang Qian pounced out and intercepted the pass decisively.

"Sorry, ugly man, I'll come back and talk to you next time."

Francis turned his head, but could only see Tang Qian's back number. This big center, which was over 2.1 meters tall, was like a wild cheetah. He rushed through half the court in an instant, and then faced the unguarded big horn sheep.

The basket was torn away ferociously.

Bang~

Under Tang Qian's tremendous strength, the Bighorn Sheep's basket let out an extremely painful scream.

The point difference between the two teams narrowed to single digits.

Eight points.

"Damn it! Damn it! This yellow guy, I'm going to beat him up!!!" Francis couldn't help cursing loudly in his heart when he saw the audience in the stadium cheering for Tang Qian's goal.

"Yellow-skinned pig, watch out, I'm going to pour this ball over your head!" After receiving the pass, Francis immediately shouted viciously at Tang Qian.

Francis made a fake move in front of Tang Qian, then turned his back inward, intending to seize the position and get space for a dunk.

His steps are good, but he still can't get past me!

Tang Qian and Francis almost jumped together. Francis originally wanted to rely on his own strength and elasticity to suppress Tang Qian, but unfortunately he soon discovered that he could not suppress the other party with either of these.

None of them are Tang Qian's opponents.

Therefore, the only way to wait for his fate is to get slapped!

"pass!"

This time the attacking defender still had no intention of passing the ball from the outside, and Tang Qian was not in a favorable position this time, so the rebound was also snatched away by the opponent.

Brush~

Bighorn Sheep's SF Allen Brown took advantage of the defender's unstable footing and successfully made a sneak attack, scoring two points with a jumper.

The score difference returned to double digits again, ten points.

"Josh Maggot, don't you know how to pass the ball?" Tang Qian looked at the old player and said very unhappily.

Josh Maggot looked at Tang Qian for a second, then turned his head away.

Seeing the other person's "it doesn't matter" attitude, Tang Qian suddenly walked up to him and said coldly: "I don't care if you can understand people's words or not. If you mess around later, I will make you look good.

"

"I hope you remember."

Make me look good?

Maggot looked at Tang Qian's back and said with disdain:

who do you think You Are?

Who do you think you are?

Josh Maggot continued to control the ball "carefully", and when he got behind the opponent's three-point line, he still went his own way, shooting straight up.

When~

The basketball simply hit the neck of the basket. His touch tonight was destined to be as cold as the Arctic Ocean.

However, there was no shame on Josh Maggert's face, as if whether he scored a basketball or won the game had nothing to do with him.

This is the inertia of NBDL substitutes. At this moment, Tang Qian finally understood Jeremy Lin's mood.

The substitutes in the NBDL are not like the main force. They basically have no possibility of entering the NBA, so dawdling and working as foreigners is the norm. Add in the Los Angeles Defenders, and it is basically a bad team in the NBDL. There is no chance to earn more salary.

None. As time went by, everyone's attitude towards playing golf naturally became more casual and casual.

But for Tang Qian, he didn't think so much at all. For him, no matter where he was, as long as he put on his uniform and stepped onto the court, there was only one thought in his mind.

To win.

To win.

Other than that, don’t give it a second thought.

Brush~

Bighorn Sheep launched a defensive counterattack, and the score between the two teams expanded to twelve points.

Just when Josh Maggot was about to catch the baseline ball, a tall figure stood behind him. Maggot turned around and frowned: "Boy, you're blocking my way, give me this."

Get out of the way."

However, Tang Qian's body did not move at all. He just looked at Josh Maggot, lowered his head and said, "It seems that you have turned a deaf ear to my words."

Tang Qian suddenly stretched out his hand, clamped Maggot's right wrist, and said: "I'll say it one last time, pass the ball to me!!!"

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"F..." Josh Maggot was about to curse, but as soon as he uttered a letter in his mouth, a heartbreaking pain swept over him, making it unbearable.

"Did you hear clearly?" Tang Qian's voice penetrated into Josh Maggot's ears again.

He wanted to say something "disobeying", but when the words came to his lips, he changed to: "I...I.know, I heard clearly."

"Okay, let's continue." Tang Qian let go of his hand.

This oriental man has such strong hands!

It felt... like he was going to cut off his wrist if he didn't agree.

Aren't yellow people generally weak in body but as strong as a chicken? What happened to him?

Forget it, now is not the time to compete with him. After the game is over, you can find a way to get this place back!

"Pass!" Tang Qian asked for the ball again. This time the basketball finally passed to the inside. Facing Abigail Francis, Tang Qian turned and hooked the ball into the Bighorn Sheep's basket.

very.

"Damn yellow guy! How dare you look down on me! Gael, give me the ball!" Francis felt unhappy when he saw Tang Qian's appearance. If he didn't shoot one on the opponent's head, he would not feel comfortable throughout the game.

"Don't be reckless, Abigail," Bighorn Sheep PG Gail Jones said.

"What's wrong? Gale, are you looking down on me? Give me the ball!!!" Francis didn't listen to the advice at all and just opened his hand to ask for the fairway.

"Francis, this is the last chance I give you, you'd better prove yourself!" Gale Jones had a normal relationship with Francis, and he immediately said in a deep voice after hearing the other party's tone.

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill him with this ball!" Abigail Francis said wildly.

"Do you think you can beat me?" Tang Qian asked from behind Francis.

"Nonsense!!!" Francis yelled, his shoulders sank, and he used brute force to push Tang Qian away to gain space for his attack.

But his "wishful thinking" didn't work, because Tang Qian was like an iron tower, standing still with both feet and forcefully swallowing Francis's strength.

Didn’t move???

Francis knew how much strength he had just used. Even if it were him who had endured this blow, he would still suffer and retreat. But this yellow man seemed to have taken root, let alone retreat.

There was no tremor in the body at all.

Francis wanted to pass the ball, but as soon as the thought passed through his mind, he happened to catch Tang Qian's eyes.
To be continued...