Big-mouthed Barkley nodded: "It's really surprising. There were so many people at the scene, so many players and three referees, but they couldn't catch the ball. In the end, Wang Yi caught it. It seems that you, Michael, are worse than Wang Yi

Not only his skills, but also his vision."

Jordan glanced at Barkley: "You are right, but I am just lacking in skills and eyesight, and you were beaten by Wang Yi in all directions."

Barkley laughed dryly: "Losing by one point is also a loss, losing by 100 points is also a loss."

Jordan chuckled and said: "But there is still a difference between losing one game and losing a hundred games."

Buckley continued to laugh dryly and said: "Are you seeing that you are about to be surpassed by Wang Yi, so you feel dissatisfied?"

Jordan simply bent the three middle fingers of his right hand, leaving only his little finger and thumb, and shook them.

Then he said with disdain: "People who don't have a championship are not qualified to talk to me."

Buckley: "..."

Immediately speechless.

When he was playing basketball, he liked to fight with Jordan.

Later, when he became a commentator, he even liked to fight with Jordan.

However, every time he quarreled, when he was about to win, as long as Jordan showed this gesture, he would be speechless.

The most important thing is that when Jordan showed this gesture, he looked down on himself.

It really makes people want to fuck his bald head.

But there is no way.

Six rings is amazing.

This is also the most frustrating thing for Barkley.

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