Stephenson turned around and looked at Wayne innocently: "Brother Wei, listen to my explanation..."

"Stop talking, I would like to call you Brother Fen, you go down and rest, rather than be tired!"

"Hahahahahaha, you Sabi, hahahaha!" Terry smiled and covered his stomach. No one could pass the ball forward for 50 years, and no one could pass it after 50 years!

That's right, you can make mistakes even if you pass at such a short distance. You will definitely not be able to find a second in the NBA.

"Shh~ You were just covered by a Sabi!" At this time, Stephenson appeared leisurely in Terry's ear and suddenly said.

"Hahahahahaha, yes, yes, I was beaten by Sabi, and I was stared by Sabi hahahahahaha!"

Finson was very puzzled when he saw Terry so happy.

Is it that my trash talk not trash enough?

Wayne: No, it’s your trash talk that’s too trash!

This little episode of Stephenson surprised Carlisle.

Fortunately, Fenson returned to normal afterwards, defending, scoring and organizing triathlon.

However, no matter how good he performed, he could not regain the reputation of this game.

Mousse, who is paying attention to this game, also had a stomachache. If there are a few more people like this in the Trail Blazers, there is no need to play the game.

Well, Mousse doesn't know that this Sabi in his eyes will bring him an extraordinary gaming experience.

Wouldn't it be easy to torture a Mousse for someone who can torture Wayne to the point of going crazy?

Zhan thought his opponent was Wayne, who was smaller and had a smaller structure!

With Stephenson's exquisite pass, this game without any suspense is not so boring.

95 to 79, the Trail Blazers easily killed the Mavericks at home, leading 1 to 0 in the total score.

As soon as the game ended, the reporters wanted to interview Wayne, but found that Wayne and Fenson were happily chasing each other.

The live commentator smiled slightly: "Look, Wei is celebrating victory~"

Finson: Happy, your sister!

Well, people only remember Fenson's ghostly banana ball, but they all ignored Wayne's data in three quarters of the game, scored 31 points, 3 rebounds, 6 assists, 2 steals and 1 block, and his shooting percentage was as high as 73.3%.

Better than mousse!

Even after only three quarters, Wayne's data in all aspects are better than yesterday's Mousse.

This muscle was so strong that there was no trace of it.

But it doesn't matter if you can't see it now. When the fight starts, the Heat will know it will hurt~

Some people have all IQs.
Chapter completed!