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Chapter 64 Domineering

Chapter 64 Domineering
No one cares about the seismic trade of Brown and Hill anymore.

The words "I'm Back!" were like a nuclear bomb dropped on the news industry, spreading throughout the world at an incredible speed.

Across the United States, all TV stations paused their programs and urgently broadcast this news.

This kind of situation would generally only occur if aliens invaded the United States.

At the same time, Stern was interviewed by a TV station at the NBA headquarters building in New York, welcoming Jordan's return, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out with joy.

After the lockout in the past two years, NBA ratings and influence are declining at an incredible rate.

Stern desperately needs a shot in the arm to bring glory back to the NBA.

Two hours later, even the White House issued a statement welcoming the return of the great No. 23.

This is Jordan.

You can complain about his gambling addiction and tyranny, but you can never deny his huge influence.

So much so that when Tang Sen left Brown's house not long after, he saw a young man running excitedly on the street, shouting "He's back".

Then, to celebrate, he actually took out... a gun and excitedly shot into the sky in celebration.

"Crazy, all crazy!"

Connors turned pale with fright and told Wesley to drive quickly.

Tang Sen was also ashamed and said to Wesley, "When your salary comes, you should buy a big house and move out as soon as possible."

Orlando is a tourist city with Disney and a great environment.

Wesley nodded and suddenly remembered to ask if Tang Sen's hometown was Orlando.

Tang Sen nodded.

It's quite amazing that after going around in circles, I ended up back in my hometown.

Unfortunately, my mother has already gone to Los Angeles.

When they returned to the hotel and got out of the car, Tang Sen did not forget to ask Wesley to remind Brown.

Although I am happy today, I still cannot stop training tomorrow. At five o'clock, I will be waiting for him in the training hall.

What Tang Sen didn't expect was that an uninvited guest appeared during the training the next day.

Jordan!

He wore sunglasses and walked into the stadium surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

Following behind was Grover, whom we had seen last time.

Under the basket, Guo Yonglin carried the cushion, puffed out his cheeks, and withstood Brown's impact.

Brown dribbled up the line, then faked a shot down the line, then turned and hooked the ball up the line.

Tang Sen was watching from the side, constantly reminding Brown that he was slow and his feet were not in the right position.

At this moment, when he turned around, Brown saw the guy with the braised egg head walking into the stadium.

He was suddenly stunned and stopped holding the ball.

"What are you doing."

Tang Sen scolded and was about to say something else when he noticed that Brown's expression was wrong. He turned his head and was also stunned.

Why is this guy here?

On the sidelines, Moore and Williams, who were standing as the logistics team, sat leisurely on folding chairs, holding a newspaper and discussing Jordan's comeback with great interest.

Today's newspapers are neat and tidy, with the front page headlines all about Jordan's comeback.

Then the two of them felt something and turned to see Jordan.

The two of them stood up quickly.

Traded Brown yesterday, and showed up in Brunswick today.

What are you here for?

It's not like he would come and apologize to Brown in person.

Jordan walked straight over and pointed at Tang Sen and said, "Boy, I told you to wait for me."

Everyone looked at Tang Sen in unison.

Especially Moore and the other two, they didn't know that Tangsen had defeated Jordan in a one-on-one duel.

Tang Sen rolled his eyes fiercely.

This guy must be sick!

It's been so long. You just announced your comeback, why don't you go and show off in front of the reporters? Why did you come all the way to Brunswick? Just to seek revenge on me?
Your leg is healed, right?

Tang Sen couldn't help but glance at Jordan's right leg.

"Don't look at it, my leg is healed!"

Jordan didn't say anything and started taking off his pants.

In all these years of playing basketball, I have never felt so frustrated when I lost.

He was defeated by a dwarf and fell in front of Tang Sen due to a knee injury.

An unprecedented humiliation.

I said I wanted revenge.

Brown's trade was completed, and Jordan announced his comeback. Jordan felt relieved and had no more worries.

So here he was, stopping in Brunswick on his way to Orlando to see Hill.

Jordan would not be happy if he didn't take revenge.

He took off his pants, revealing only sweatpants underneath, and came straight in wearing sneakers.

He stretched his arms and legs while arrogantly saying, "It's just like what I said last time. You attack, and if you can score a goal, you win!"

He is so imposing.

Like Brown, although he cursed Jordan a lot in private, when Jordan really stood in front of him, he still felt very guilty and didn't dare to look Jordan in the eye.

Tang Sen was fine, he just felt it was absurd.

What's the matter!

"What if I refuse?" Tang Sen asked back.

Brown has been traded and we have no connection with him anymore. You must be crazy to fight with you again.

"Are you afraid?"

Jordan raised his eyebrows. Tang Sen was even more speechless. This was a question of whether he was afraid or not.

"I said, I refuse. We still have to train. Please leave." Tang Sen pointed to the entrance of the stadium.

It's really leisurely.

Jordan hooked his finger at Brown, signaling him to give the ball.

Brown subconsciously wanted to say that I am no longer a Wizards player, but for some reason, he still threw the ball.

Jordan received the ball, dribbled it twice skillfully, and said coldly, "That's not up to you. If we don't compete today, you can forget about training."

Tang Sen was so angry that he almost laughed.

This guy is a fucking scoundrel.

Tang Sen was so angry that he turned around and wanted to take Brown away.

If you don't leave, let's go.

But seeing Jordan's uncompromising expression, Tang Sen cursed inwardly and walked over.

"Come on, let's compete."

The media reports are correct, this guy is a villain, the kind who will never let go of any grudge.

Jordan threw the ball over with satisfaction and hooked his finger at Tangsen, signaling Tangsen to attack.

"Brown, what's going on?" When Brown came to the sidelines, Moore hurriedly grabbed him and pointed at the field and asked.

He was confused.

What happened to Donson and Jordan?
Brown looked distressed and said, "It was the last time they had a one-on-one duel, and Mr. Jordan beat him."

"Won...Jordan?" Moore's eyes almost popped out.

Are you kidding? That's Jordan!

As he was speaking, Tang Sen started on the field.

He dribbled the ball between his legs and bumped directly into Jordan, then almost lost the ball and awkwardly chose to force a shot.

He just missed the target.

"Okay, I lose."

Tang Sen spread his hands and directly admitted defeat.

You want to win, then you win.

Last time, my emotions got to the point where I had to go.

But Tang Sen really felt that this kind of one-on-one duel was meaningless.

What if I beat Jordan? What if I lose?

Jordan was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "You are insulting me!"

Tang Sen didn't take it seriously at all.

"John!"

Jordan turned and shouted to his bodyguard.

His most loyal personal bodyguard, John Wozniak, responded immediately.

"Guard the gate, no one is allowed to leave today!" Jordan said coldly.

Wozniak gave a look and left with two bodyguards.

Grover rolled his eyes.

When he came, he advised Jordan to forget it.

As a result, Jordan refused to listen and insisted on coming over.

And now that the other party has surrendered and admitted defeat voluntarily, it is not enough. Why do you have to do it according to your ideas, make the other party give their all, and then defeat them?

Isn't this a bit too much and too overbearing?

Tang Sen didn't know whether Jordan was domineering.

But at this moment, Tang Sen also became angry.

You can find excuses and say that Jordan is competitive and unwilling to admit defeat, but in Tang Sen's opinion, Jordan despises himself in his bones and does not think of himself as an equal. Is it appropriate for him to impose his will on others?

"Okay, come on!"

Donson hooked his finger at Jordan, signaling him to pick up the ball.

After getting the ball, Tang Sen started without any further ado.

The first step was quick, with a change of direction in front of the body and a breakthrough to the right.

Still attacking Jordan's right leg.

But it's still a fake.

The moment Jordan moved, Donson pulled back and pretended to shoot.

Jordan pounced on him like a shadow.

But the moment he pounced, he keenly noticed that Tang Sen's movements were very strange.

The body tried to rise, but the ball was underneath and not lifted up.

He's going to commit a foul!
Jordan's mind was like an electric shock, some bad memories emerged, and he forcibly retracted his body.

But at this moment, Tang Sen voted again.