In the whole first half, Tu Man flew to the sky and escaped, and could do everything.

The Dallas Mavericks' inside line was trampled into meat paste by this prehistoric beast, and was more than 20 points behind in the first half, and the game was becoming garbage visible to the naked eye.

John Sumait tried to replace Tuman several times, but he held back again.

To be honest, he also wanted to see if Tu Man had any new tricks. The ball was so beautiful, so passionate, and so exciting to watch!

In the third quarter, Jeremy Lin was replaced.

So far, he has played for 8 minutes and is the only player in the Mavericks who can score at the basket, scoring 7 points, 3 rebounds and an assist.

His replacement means that the calf on the edge of the cliff is nothing to hold back...

Sure enough, Tu Man, who was soaring in the air like a big roc for the first time, was pulled down hard by someone and fell heavily to the ground.

Tu Man was unprepared and almost passed away, feeling like he was falling apart.

But he didn't scream and roll, just lay quietly on the floor...

John Sumait was frightened and hurriedly called for a timeout, and ran up with the team doctor. Seeing Tu Man motionless and his eyes were dull, he took a breath.

The team doctor stretched out two fingers:

"Tu Man, what is this?"

Tu Man remained motionless, and his pupils seemed to have lost their focal length.

"Tu Man, Tu Man, can you hear it?"

Tu Man still had no response.

The sweat from the team doctor's nose was gone. He grabbed the stethoscope and then leaned into Tu Man's arms.

My God, this child must have fallen to death?

Tu Man grabbed his hand and said with a smile:

"Okay, I'm fine!"

"Then, why did you..."

"Just kidding, I see that everyone is so nervous, I'm just teasing you guys!"

The team doctor was so angry that he pulled his hand back, lifted the first aid kit, turned his head and walked down the field. Can this be easily joked?

John Sumait was amused and cried, scolding:

"You boy, you're so naughty!"

Tu Man just smiled silly. Of course he was not joking. He just hurriedly opened the redemption panel and checked it. The system in this aspect is much more scientific than that of a doctor!

Fortunately, there were no abnormalities in the muscle and bone diagrams, which means that Tu Man just fell and was not injured!

Tuman stood on the floor, turned over and sat up, staring at John Sumait and said:

"Coach, don't replace me, I still have to take revenge!"

Sumait shook his head and said:

"No, they have already started to use killing tactics. It's too dangerous for you to continue fighting. You don't have to be as knowledgeable as these homeless men. If you bite you a dog, will you bite it back?"

Tu Man licked his lips and said cruelly:

"No, I will beat that dog to death with a stick! I, Tuman, can I bite it with a casual dog? They are too brave!"

John Sumait looked at the fierce light in his eyes, felt a chill on his back, and subconsciously swallowed:

"Then you pay attention and don't move too much."

Tu Man chuckled:

"Don't be afraid. If these dogs dare to sue me, Sister Tao will send them to hell!"

John Sumait wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't ask the words "Who is Sister Tao" in his throat. He told him rationally that it would be of no benefit to know too much...

The game continued, and Tuman walked onto the free throw line.

Since he did not cover his face and scream on the floor, nor did he roll around to gain sympathy, and this was the summer league, the referee gave a normal foul.

Not surprisingly, he was booed by Las Vegas fans and his urination was vigorous...

Tu Man doesn’t care. Ordinary fouls are good. The perpetrator will not be sent off. He can withstand a wave of anger from hell!

Two free throws and one hit.

The arms are still a little numb, which seriously affects Tuman's smooth feel as silk. This 100% hit rate ends, which makes Tuman even more angry!

The Rockets attacked, and Tu Man stood blankly on the free throw line.

The commentator said in surprise:

"It's so strange, did our heavy bomber break the radar just now? Why did he look a little at a loss?"

The "heavy bomber" was just given by the commentator. Given his tireless bombing of the basket in the first half, this new nickname is considered appropriate, but they don't know that the "meat grinder" is not in vain...

In the worried eyes of the casino fans, the Mavericks seized the opportunity and sent the ball into the inside.

If he is sick and wants his life, he will at least deduct one!

However, as soon as the basketball was passed, Tu Man moved.

The Mavericks center jumped up with a basketball. He didn't know that Tu Man's post was coming first, and he had already put his back on his back and occupied the commanding heights first!

"Bang..."

Tu Man's palm rubbed against the basketball, and the rest of the situation was not over. He slashed hard on the man's head. The loud noise shocked the photographer at the bottom line.

The man rolled out of the bottom line like a broken doll. He was injured in somewhere. He seemed to be unable to get up and crawled on the ground and wailed...

The referee's scalp was numb.

But Tu Man clearly understood the hat. He first "rat" the basketball before "touching" the opponent's head. If he gave him a malicious foul, what did he say about the ball just now?

In the end, the referee gave an ordinary invader foul, which was a warning to Tu Man:

Boy, don't go too far!

Tu Man had a expressionless face and sneered in his heart:

“This is just the beginning!”

The Mavericks center was lifted down, he was so miserable.

The team doctor initially determined that he had a concussion, and his knees and forearm were sprains of varying degrees, and he needed to go back to the locker room for further examination and treatment.

Before leaving, he stared at Tu Man with grievance, as if saying:

"Brother, it's not me just now!"

Of course Tu Man knew that it wasn't this kid, but he understood better:

In the execution of the killing tactics, no Mavericks player on the field is innocent!

The Mavericks execute the free throw.

The injured player will be taken away by the opponent's coach, John Sumait, on the Mavericks' bench, pick one person out of the Mavericks' bench to execute the free throw.

John Sumait specially picked a thin and somewhat vulgar little guy up. Tuman just glared at him, and he shook his whole body in fear.

The result is, of course:

Missed two free throws!

As soon as the second free throw was taken, Tuman rose up and flew towards the basket. When the basketball was bounced back, Tuman happened to arrive and grabbed it in his arms.

At this time, an accident happened again!

Tu Man seemed to not hold his elbow while he was falling, and at the same time, the small forward of the Mavericks was barely leaping up to grab the rebound...

One up and one down!

With a "click", Tu Man's iron elbow hit the other party's collarbone with great accuracy. Hearing the sound of this crisp work, he was probably broken...

The little forward screamed and fell to the ground, hunched over and moaned endlessly. He didn't dare to roll around, and he could not breathe when he moved. This man was so cruel!

His eyes were also full of grievances:
Chapter completed!