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Wang Fei shook his head. He ignored Westbrook and went straight to the free throw line.

He hit the extra free throw easily.

"Ding!"

At this time, Wang Fei heard a prompt sound in his head.

This is another mission.

"Dear host, you triggered a temporary task. You need to make your rookie's total score reach 3020 points in the first quarter. Come on!"

The soft female voice of the system sounded in Wang Fei's brain.

As soon as Wang feilue calculated, he found that if he wanted to make his rookie's total score reach 3020 points in the first quarter, he needed another 39 points!

39 points in a single quarter, which is not too difficult.

It's just that he needs to cheer up.

Wang Fei smiled bitterly. It seems that he can't cope with the game tonight.

When Westbrook received a baseline pass from Danny Schroeder, he began to move quickly with the ball.

His goal is also very simple, that is to win the game tonight and draw a perfect end to the season.

Westbrook is also ambitious this season. He is eager for the thunder to go further in the playoffs.

This season, Paul George played well. His own data is very stable, almost averaging three doubles.

Other main players of the thunder team also played quite stably.

Westbrook believes that this season is the best time for the thunder to compete for the championship.

But if you want to compete for the championship, you must cross the two mountains of rockets and warriors.

Especially the Rockets, in the eyes of Westbrook, are now the number one opponent.

Tonight's game can win the Rockets led by Wang Fei, which means that the thunder has a chance to beat the Rockets in the playoffs!

So Westbrook is very competitive tonight.

He pushed quickly with the ball.

Wang Fei let him pass the half court before he went up to intercept and defend.

"Go away! You bastard! I feel sick when I see you!" Westbrook said to Wang Fei with disgust as he dribbled the ball.

Wang Fei was stunned.

Wipe!

I didn't provoke you, did I?

Why do you have to be rude?

"Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?" Wang Fei bent down to defend and looked at Westbrook with bright eyes.

"So what? Boy, you can't stop me. In my eyes, you're a flea! No matter how you jump, I can easily beat you!" Westbrook scolded. He accelerated to change direction, pushed his left arm horizontally in front, and was about to rush past Wang Fei.

Paralyzed!

You're asking for no fun!

I really want to live in peace with you!

If you deliberately start a war by swearing, don't blame me for being rude.

Wang Fei let Westbrook rush past him like a tank. He turned sharply at the moment when the other party rushed past.

Wang Fei made a circle behind Westbrook, rushed behind him, took out the ball that Westbrook was carrying.

"Rubbish! With such rough technology, you dare to shout at me. Who gave you the courage?" Wang Fei dropped a sentence, turned and began to rush back.

Westbrook froze.

He thought he had passed Wang Fei, but unexpectedly, Wang Fei made a detour behind his back and grabbed his ball.

Westbrook ran back angrily.

"Boy, how dare you humiliate me? You'll pay for it!" yelled Westbrook as he ran after me.

Westbrook's speed is good.

He has one or two steals in every game.

But if he wants to catch up with Wang Fei, he is still a fool.

Wang Fei heard Westbrook shouting behind him. He frowned and deliberately slowed down a little. He decided to tease each other.

Wang Fei was so slow that Westbrook caught up.

He jumped up, stretched out his hand and went to grab Wang Fei's ball.

Wang Fei suddenly changed direction and let Westbrook grab an empty space.

He kept at his feet and said, "come here! Come and grab my ball! I see if you have this ability!"

Wang Fei almost ran side by side with Westbrook.

Listening to Wang Fei's angry tone, Westbrook was really angry.

He dashed two steps, one around the front, and then went to press.

Wang Fei made an emergency stop at his feet, exchanged the ball from his crotch to his right hand with his left hand, circled behind Westbrook, and he came out of the three-point line.

"Still didn't get it! You're so stupid!"

Wang Fei said with a smile.

Westbrook was about to vomit blood with anger. He turned around and grabbed the ball again.

Wang Fei made a quick traverse and escaped by one meter.

Wang Fei's eyes lit up and saw Adams of the thunder team coming after him.

He jumped up and quickly threw the ball to the hoop.

With a loud roar, Westbrook jumped up and slapped Wang Fei in the face.

Fuck!

If you can't help it, you become angry and hit people directly?

Wang Fei didn't hide at all. He watched the ball he threw fly into the hoop.

Westbrook almost slapped Wang Fei in the face. He suddenly remembered: this can't work! This is a malicious foul! It's not good for yourself and thunder!

Westbrook, stop.

But this slap has reached the tip of Wang Fei's nose.

Wang Feixin said, want to shrink back?

no way!

He leaned back, as if he had been slapped in the face, and fell to the ground!

"Di -"

The referee's whistle blew.

The goal is valid!

Westbrook deliberately slapped Wang Fei, malicious foul!

So we have to add two penalties and give the Rockets another ball right.

"Falk! I didn't hit him at all. He was diving! Did you see it!" Westbrook got angry and rushed to the referee and shouted at the referee.

The referee wanted to give Westbrook another technical offense directly, but then he thought that this was the home of the thunder. Doing so may irritate the home audience.

Therefore, the referee said, "warning once! If you speak ill of me again, I will give you another technical foul!"

Next, Paul George hurried to stop Westbrook.

Westbrook is so depressed!

He felt wronged.

If you don't hit it, how can you judge yourself for a malicious foul?

Wang Fei grinned at Westbrook and he walked towards the free throw line.

"You damn guy! You look ugly when you cheat and foul! Do you know?" Westbrook said after Wang Fei.

"You asked for it! If your actions can be more standardized, I don't think I can take advantage of the situation! In addition, what I want to tell you is: you're really bad. In my eyes, you're just a second rate player! It's a disaster for thunder to have you! Russell, you can't win the championship in your whole career!"

Wang feitou didn't look back, but he made a mistake.

He came behind the free throw line.

The thunder fans sitting near the rebound on this side began to make a crazy noise.

Of course, their purpose is to interfere with Wang Fei's shooting.

But Wang Fei's mood was very stable and his hand was very stable. He easily hit two goals.

In this way, his score came to 9 points.

Wang Fei was severely sarcastic, and Westbrook was a little crazy.

Rockets sideline ball.

Westbrook chased Wang Fei and wanted to get back a bit: "no one dares to say I'm a second rate player, I'm a superstar, and you're a rookie! Man, you offended me! You really irritated me. Maybe I'll give you a heavy blow at some time! You'll be unlucky! Wait!"

"The superstar! Don't think no one knows how your data came from! In addition, if you try to fight me, your end will be terrible! Don't believe it, we'll see!" Wang Fei said. With a sudden acceleration, he shook off Westbrook and reached out to catch the sideline ball passed by Capella in his hand.

Westbrook rushed up.

He's suffocating!

He has just played for a short time. He has committed two fouls on his back.

"Want me? Unless I die," said Westbrook, with wide eyes.

"Then you don't know how many times you've been dead!" Wang Fei bared his teeth and smiled. He suddenly accelerated and protruded from Westbrook's left hand with the ball.

It's amazing.

Wang Fei dashed two steps and came outside the 3-point line.

By this time, Adams and Paul George had attacked each other.

The two men are tall and have long arms. If they are allowed to complete the encirclement, Wang Fei will have no shooting space.

Wang Fei made a quick turn with the ball and rushed out before the two surrounded.

After Wang Fei rushed out, Westbrook killed him and stood in front of Wang Fei again.

Wang Fei was wrapped in buns. Wang Fei took a horizontal ball and a lunge. Before the three surrounded, he rushed to the left 45 degrees. Raising his hand was a 3-point shot.

Hit again!

Wang Fei's score reached 12 points.

On the live booth.

Mike brin got excited.

"God! Wang, is this the rookie season to break through 3000 points?" Mike brin shouted.

McGrady smiled and said, "it was only 19 points away from 3000! If Wang really wants to set such a record, I don't think he will take much time. After all, his attack is unsolvable."

Buckley sighed: "what else can I say? Whenever he wants to brush points, he often becomes very independent. I think it's a very painful thing to be his teammate. He wants to occupy all the attack opportunities alone."

McGrady raised his eyebrows: "Charles, when did Wang brush too much? Don't you always do that when you play on the court? When you feel good, your teammates help you make the ball! Wang is not the brush in your mouth! I think no one can brush the average score of nearly 53 points in the NBA! Moreover, you say he plays alone. You've seen 13.8 points per game The only one who assists? "

Mike brin smiled and said: "All the great stars in the NBA have always been black, so when a yellow guy makes Chamberlain ashamed of his data, it will be unacceptable. Charles, whether you accept it or not, Wang has indeed become the most dazzling star in the NBA. The data will not deceive! So let's not deceive ourselves and others!"

Buckley also said, "no, no! I'm not jealous of him! I just want to say that a guy who hasn't won a championship doesn't deserve to be a superstar!"

"Haha! So, Charles, are you talking about yourself? You don't seem to have won the championship?" Mike brin caught the loophole in Buckley's words and laughed.

Buckley was speechless.

Yes! When he said that, he really didn't think about it. He didn't win the championship himself. However, he has retired.

Wang Fei's career has just begun, and his future is infinitely bright!