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Chapter 9 Slaughter is everywhere

There was a frog sound in the stadium:

"Oh God!"

"Catching the hat, this is..."

"This is too high, right?"

The fans in the Casino City were getting bored. Before they could call out the previous bump, the unknown Asian boy made such a sexy block!

At the same time, a question arose:

who is he?

The same embarrassment appeared in the commentary seat. After a sigh of wow, the commentary seat fell into unusual silence.

They also want to know where this kid came from?

Tu Man himself was also a little surprised. Although he had trained alone for half a month, he seemed to underestimate the explosive power of this golden calves in actual combat, and he accidentally jumped too high!

So much so that he reached out to kidnap the basketball in Jordan Hill's hand, and had the energy to move around in the air...

Since that's the case, let you go first?

Tu Man suddenly twisted toward the side in mid-air, and the two passed by, barely avoiding a heavyweight collision.

He grabbed the basketball with one hand and landed lightly under the basket.

While Jordan Hill was still hanging on the basket and doubting his life, Tu Man quickly turned around, swung his arm, and threw the basketball away like throwing a rugby...

Not everyone is so active in retreating, such as Griffin and Taylor.

The old man was standing under the basket watching the show with his waist on his waist. Seeing Tu Man so beautifully grabbing the hat, he almost applauded!

Suddenly, an orange-red thing went from far to near, from small to large, and hit his face. Taylor Griffin subconsciously reached out and grabbed it—

Oh, it turns out to be basketball!

Looking around, no one is guarding this?

Suddenly, the unique coquettish temperament of the Griffin family surged up. Taylor squatted down his legs slightly, raised his back to the basket, and held the basketball in both hands and smashed it towards the basket in reverse!

"Bang..."

The basket sways, the basket trembles, the basketball bounces out-

Taylor was hated by the basket!

This horse pedal is like a melon skin...

Tu Man was so angry that after one grabs the hat, and then connects a wonderful pass across the whole audience, how coquettish it would be. It is a must-have performance for the five best!

You can't dunk if you step on the horse, can't you get a basket?

Fortunately, Earl Clark was close to him and rushed over to grab the dunk basketball, caught two steps, and gently put it into the basket without wasting this offensive opportunity.

Look, how great this is!

The Rockets continued to attack, and this time Tuman was guarding the basket. Dodell and Garni Laver also ran across the center line before.

The Rockets' fast attack was no longer possible and they fell into the position obediently.

After falling a few times, Jermaine Taylor rushed to the basket with the ball. Tu Man laughed. This kid is really a stupid guy!

Tu Man gained a foothold, squatted down slightly, stretched out his hands, ready to jump at any time, and gave this unforgettable lesson to this unforgettable man...

Isn’t Jermaine Taylor afraid of slaughtering man?

Although he is dark, he is still a few minds. Facing Tu Man's guard, he made a wise choice—

Emergency stop jump shot!

The basketball drew a high arc, crossed Tuman's arm, and flew towards the basket.

rebound!

Don't matter if he enters or not, jump up first!

Tu Man bent his legs and was about to jump, but suddenly he felt his shoulders sink.

Obviously there is a guy who doesn't know how to feel happy about it?

He threw out an elbow like a conditioned reflex, rose up quickly, and his head almost hit the bottom edge of the rebound!

The basketball turned around the basket, tilted its head and fell out...

Tu Man accepted it with a smile.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle rang, and Jordan Hill was still lying under the basket, covering the wound in pain. He was hit hard on his collarbone, and he was almost breathing out of breath.

Tu Man had no expression on his face and threw the basketball to the referee.

Well, nine more times!

Badinger ran over and helped Jordan Hill up:

"Man, are you okay?"

Jordan Hill said angrily:

"Fake! I want to kill him, damn Huang..."

Seeing the referee looked over with malicious intentions, Badinger witfully covered Jordan Hill's stinky mouth. The team's number one superstar comes from China. What are you fartting on the horse?

The Rockets served at the bottom line, and several people squeezed under the basket. Jordan Hill tried his best to grind Griffin and his brother with his butt. Tu Man wisely retreated to the free throw line, afraid that he would not be able to use it later.

Ismail threw the ball to Jermaine Taylor outside the three-point line, and Tuman smiled a little contemptuously, and he rushed forward with a quick glance.

At this time, it is the best choice to play a small game and break into the big game, but with more experts at the basket, the Suns have four centers in fact...

Jermaine Taylor didn't dare to drill in, so he adjusted slightly, and slighted to the outside, raised his hand and shot. In order to confuse Tu Man, he didn't even jump much, so he pushed the basketball out.

He doesn't jump, Tu Man jumps!

The terrifying speed of bullets made Tu Man take off instantly, like a ferocious eagle, covering the sky in front of Jermaine Taylor. With a "bang", a solid volleyball-style hat!

"Wow, a beautiful big hat, from Arizona State University's brutal meat grinder, butcher-man..."

The commentator finally found Tu Man's information.

A scream broke out in the stadium, and the eyes of the fans in the casino began to shine. It seemed that the sun was not that weak, especially this "meat grinder", which was too ignited to play!

Rockets serve on the sideline.

There was not much time left for the offensive, and Tu Man stood in front of Ismail to interfere. The latter was so overwhelmed. The basketball belonged to five people. How could you not be so excited?

The commentator laughed:

"This meat grinder is really everywhere. During this period, he almost took charge of the Suns' offense and defense alone!"

Ismail finally found a gap in difficulty, hit the earth and drilled through Tuman's limbs, and passed it to Badinger, who threw an unreliable three-pointer and the rebound was confiscated by Garni Laver.

The sun was about to set off, and the fake point guard Dodell ran away alone with an explosive bag, leaving the four big men behind.

Sumait's brow jumped. This kid is crazy. The Suns have a point guard template like Stephen Nash. They dare to play solo. After three years of European league, how did they become a ball gangster?

Fortunately, the Rockets' retreat speed was not very strong. Facing the empty basket, Dodell scored a goal like a cigarette.

Finally he fulfilled his wish.

The Rockets attacked again, running wildly, constantly passing the ball while moving. Even in small scenes like the Summer League, Adelman Jr. still led the team to play his father's taste.

The fastest retreat in the whole game, and the one who chased the tightest was still Tu Man.

In just a few minutes, Las Vegas fans fell in love with this Asian boy known as the "meat grinder".
Chapter completed!
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