NBA bad guys

Chapter 84 The King of Fighters
"Eh? Where is Wu Liang?"

John Thompson also discovered at this time that Wu Liang was not around. Where had he gone?
"Wu Liang was still here just now!"

Allen Iverson scratched his caliper head, feeling a little strange.

"Hey, look, Wu Liang seems to have gone to the University of New Mexico."

White looked across and suddenly spoke.

……

The players from the University of New Mexico formed a circle.

They were all discussing the ball just now.

"Hey, Chris, that knee you just shot was so beautiful. This is how you should deal with them, let them know how good we are."

"That's right, those guys actually put Joris Ang and Greene Kestel in the hospital. It's really abominable."

Chris Smith puffed out his chest, wiped his sweat with a towel, and said loudly: "Whoever dares to bully us, I will let him lie down and go to the hospital. This is the purpose of my life."

"Chris, don't forget the guy named Wu Liang. We have to get him injured next time."

"Don't worry, I didn't forget. I will let all the students from Georgetown University enter the hospital."

While they were still talking to each other, the referees gathered together to check the replayed video.

They tried to see clearly whether Chris Smith's goal was a flagrant foul. If it was a flagrant foul, then he would be ejected.

Because before that, he and Allen Iverson each received a technical foul.

"Well, it's a common foul."

"I think so too."

"Okay, I'll announce the penalty results right away."

While they were discussing together, Wu Liang had already walked around from behind them and walked straight past the New Mexico State University player.

"boom!"

Without any warning or saying anything, Wu Liang hooked his arm around Chris Smith's neck and pulled him back hard.

"who!"

Chris Smith could still speak at first, but the next moment, the arm hooked around his neck became tighter and tighter like steel, strangling him so hard that he couldn't breathe at all.

Within a few seconds, Chris Smith's face was already red from the suffocation, and he was completely out of breath.

His face turned from red to purple, and from purple to green.

Before anyone else could react, Wu Liang used force and dragged Chris Smith away with his arms.

It was like carrying a dead dog, sliding across the floor.

Chris Smith's brain was extremely deprived of oxygen and his body could not exert any strength at all. He had no choice but to let Wu Liang support him.

After Wu Liang dragged him for more than ten meters, he swung his arm to the floor and threw Chris Smith to the ground.

"boom!"

Even though the arena was bustling with people, the sound of about 200 kilograms of meat suddenly falling to the ground still made everyone react.

"What the hell are you doing? Get out of my way!"

"Damn it, you dare to come to our place to cause trouble, you are really looking for death!"

"You don't want to fucking live anymore, I will kill you now!"

After someone from the University of New Mexico heard the loud bang, they discovered that Chris Smith was being dragged away.

They all gathered around Wu Liang.

Wu Liang has already activated the [King of Fighters] system.

There is no fear of these people.

Now, he looked at Chris Smith, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, without any pity at all.

He raised his foot and stamped hard on his head.

Fortunately, Chris Smith was not completely unconscious now and quickly used his arms to protect his head. But Wu Liang had no intention of stopping.

His feet kept greeting Chris Smith's arm, kicking him, and yelling, "You're a piece of trash, you're a rat in the dark, you're a piece of shit standing in the sun." Are you going to play against me? With your basketball skills, you know how to use those dirty tricks to play tricks on me.

Okay, don’t you like to play now? Don’t you like to fight? Get up the fuck!
Get up! "

Wu Liang cursed and kicked fiercely.

There was a sound of bones breaking in Chris Smith's arm.

It was obvious that his arm was broken by a kick!

At this time, the referee and on-site security personnel had also discovered something was wrong and rushed forward.

However, they were too far away from the center of the conflict, and it would take some distance to run over.

The first ones to rush forward were the players and coaches from the University of New Mexico.

Clinton-Sell ran at the front. He had the fastest speed and the most explosive body. He jumped up when he was more than three meters away from Wu Liang.

Wu Liang stepped on Chris Smith's body, then jumped up with a strong push.

He jumped higher than Clinton Sayer, waved his fist in the air with great force, and hit Clinton Sayer's Tianling Cap directly.

The latter's brain seemed to go blank at this moment.

In front of Wu Liang's fist, he seemed so insignificant.

Lying directly on the ground.

Blood seemed to be flowing from his head.

Next up is Coney Thomas.

He was a very lean player, and when he saw the blood flowing from his teammates, there was actually a trace of fear deep in his heart.

It was precisely because of this little fear that he paused.

Wu Liangke didn't pause at all. He rushed out like a cheetah, raised his foot and kicked him hard in the chest.

Kony Thomas' body flew out uncontrollably.

His face turned pale.

Wu Liang continued to charge forward and hit his ribs hard with his fist.

"Crack!"

Kony Thomas seemed to hear that three of his ribs seemed to be broken.

He had never been so scared.

In the past, they were the ones who caused other people to get hurt.

But today, there seems to be a devil on the other side.

He didn't care at all, he just hit!

This yellow man is crazy!
Wu Liang's movements did not stop. Although he was surrounded by the bench players of the University of New Mexico, at this moment he was like a boxing king!
After every punch thrown, someone fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a pitiful scream of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

In less than ten seconds, all the University of New Mexico players around Wu Liang fell to the ground, leaving no one standing.

In his opinion, Wu Liang, these people were too weak.

Compared to my own King of Fighters system, it's just garbage.

At this time, there was only one person left standing at the University of New Mexico.

New Mexico State coach, Klink.

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