Yi Jianlian no longer selectively makes some passes in order to avoid Bruce Bowen's black hand. He has already seen that as long as there is a chance to start, Bruce Bowen will not hesitate to make a cruel hand.

For such an opponent, no matter how to avoid it, it is useless.

Only by humiliating this guy with scoring goals can he know that on the basketball court, relying on these disgusting things will not make the last laugh.

However, Yi Jianlian is not stupid, knowing that this guy will play black hands. If he makes a jump shot or breaks, he will be injured in a hurry. He has changed other offensive methods-high and low back hits!

Bruce Bowen's poor physical fitness and his dirty defense are both recognized by the league.

Yi Jianlian's strength can be considered first-rate at the power forward position, and there is no problem with backing him.

"Bah!"

Bruce Bowen grinned in the first hit.

"Bah!"

With the second hit, Bruce Bowen took a big step back.

"Bah!"

In the third hit, Bruce Bowen finally couldn't bear the impact given by Yi Jianlian. The whole person's center of gravity was unbalanced. Yi Jianlian seized this opportunity to turn around, walked a step in, and scored a layup. At this time, Bruce Bowen Just caught up.

"You can't get a black hand now, right?"

Yi Jianlian succeeded in a hit and continued to attack with his back in the next attack, but this time Bruce Bowen also had experience. When Yi Jianlian leaned his back, Bowen grabbed a few restless hands against his back. Next, if it weren't for a jersey, Yi Jianlian felt that this guy's fingernails could be pinched into the flesh. Even though the clothes were separated, Yi Jianlian felt a pinch-like pain.

Bruce Bowen probably learned from Mother Rong, this pinch is too tricky, each finger only picks a little bit of meat...

Yi Jianlian half-turned helplessly and got rid of the hand he put on his back. The latter still looked at Yi Jianlian with that innocent face, as if nothing had been done.

Yi Jianlian decided to give him some bitterness.

He half-turned again and leaned his back, but the moment Bruce Bowen leaned in, he turned half-turn again, his face straight.

Bruce Bowen's reaction was quite quick, and he kicked directly. Yi Jianlian had just turned around continuously, his center of gravity just happened to be unstable! If this foot is stepped firmly, I'm afraid it will be a direct hit.

"I can't let you jump over!"

But Bruce Bowen only had this in his heart.

Yi Jianlian stepped down, hitting Bruce Bowen's foot, but his figure did not sway, but steadily stepped on Bowen's instep.

The piercing pain made Bruce Bowen's face twitch subconsciously.

Yi Jianlian's body slowly moved back at this time.

Retreat jumper?

Bruce Bowen subconsciously threw it over, but Yi Jianlian took the ball and stood just like that.

Bruce Bowen, who knew he was fooled, couldn't hold his body. His trampled foot was not as strong as usual because of the pain. He knelt straight to the ground, with his knees hitting the ground first.

"Ah!"

A scream came from Bruce Bowen's mouth. Yi Jianlian didn't want to care about him at first, and wanted to throw the ball directly, but after thinking about it, he didn't do it, but just waited in place.

The Spurs team doctor came soon, separated the Spurs players standing next to Bruce Bowen, and began the diagnosis.

"The knee of the right leg seems to have a bone fracture. I am not sure for the time being. I need a diagnosis before I know it!"

The team doctor’s initial diagnosis was a fractured bone, which made Yi Jianlian, who was watching, he didn't expect that he had thought of teaching Bruce Bowen some lessons, wanted to play him a bit, but he never thought of hurting Bruce Bowen.

As for the stepping foot, I just noticed the emergency measures after Bruce Bowen put his black foot down.

However, Yi Jianlian is not guilty. Although Bruce Bowen only defended him for less than 6 minutes, at least two or three black hands would hurt him.

Since one must be injured, please let Bruce Bowen get off first!

***

Bruce Bowen’s right leg was fixed and carried on a stretcher. The staff carried him and followed the side of the court to the home team’s player channel. It is not difficult to imagine that at the age of 38 years old, Bruce Bowen This time the injury is likely to never come back to the stadium.

The diehard fans of the Spurs on the scene all rose to applause to send this man who has brought San Antonio three championship trophies off the field with applause.

Bruce Bowen covered his eyes with his right hand. What he didn't want others to see was his red eye sockets. He also felt that his career had come to a complete end.

...

I played in NC+ for four years and played a total of 101 games. I think this is a record in NC+. Although there is no statistics, it is enough to explain my efforts. But I still lost in the 1993 draft. Not high, not running fast, lack of strength, these weaknesses make my defeat seem to be no surprise.

After that, I mixed into the American cba and played overseas for a while, but in my heart, I wanted to return to the NBA.

I like to play basketball. Undoubtedly, this is the reason why I still want to stay on the court at the age of 38. For me, playing is not a job, but a comfort to my soul. Fans who know me know that my mother is An "addict", my father is an alcoholic~lightnovelpub.net~ The basketball court is the only place where I can find happiness in my childhood.

But helplessly, I have no talent and no ability to gain a foothold in the NBA. I can only do some hard work on the court. Starting from defense, this is my way of survival and the only one that can survive. Way.

It was also from that moment that I realized that I was gradually gaining a foothold in the league and got the opportunity to be on the same stage with those proud of heaven, but new problems came again. I really can’t keep up with those proud of heaven, they have With everything I longed for, this time jeopardizing the continuation of my career, all I can do is stop them at all costs, even if they are criticized with some dirty actions, I don't care.

As long as I can continue to play, I don’t care, it really doesn’t matter.

You ask me how I feel now? Did you hear AT&T cheering for me? The end of a small person, when can I hear such a enthusiastic cheer, but I did it! Let the spotlight focus on me, tell this alliance, tell latecomers that a small person can also survive in the alliance so well.

I have hurt a lot of opponents, even some of them were injured. Now I am like them, but you ask me if I regret it? I won't regret it, no way, I have to survive in the league.

...

Bruce Bowen felt that the light was no longer so dazzling and moved his hand away. The staff had lifted him into the player's aisle, desperately looking up at the light at the player's aisle. In order to get into the light, he used four. In years, he played 14 seasons in that light, and now it's all over.

"Seeyou!" Bruce Bowen once again covered his eyes with his arm, and his whole body trembled slightly.