At the same time, he was secretly glad.

Fortunately, I was taken out in advance, otherwise I would have to bear this terrifying gaze myself.

He also secretly sympathized with his four companions.

Those guys wouldn't wet their pants if they were stared at like that.

At the scene, commentator Flowell saw the close-up of Wang Yi’s eyes and couldn’t help but be stunned:

"This look reminds me of Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, and LeBron James. Whenever they look like this, it means they are provoked. They want to..."

Harper, who had short brown hair next to him, added: "Killing!"

Courtside seating area.

Lakers coach Vogel looked at Wang Yi and saw that he no longer had the smile on his face as usual.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

He couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Wang, is it okay?"

James answered for Wang Yi: "He has no problem, he just wants to... kill!"

As the former number one player in the league, he knows this feeling all too well.

When a player with super offensive firepower is angered, a killing is inevitable.

Vogel also understood this. He said to Wang Yi:

"Wang, I understand how you feel. But don't be so reckless when you play again. Otherwise, your physical fitness will not last until the end of the second quarter."

Wang Yi nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

Mavericks coach Kidd shook his head repeatedly.

As a point guard who has played in the league for many years, he also understands what that look means.

But he couldn't tell these young players.
Chapter completed!