The Almighty King of Sports

Do you know him?

Everyone has no intersection at all. Can you commit such bad words to each other?

Wang Fei knows that Europeans and Americans are very straightforward.

Generally speaking, they will not hide their dissatisfaction with someone in the bottom of their hearts.

They are, as long as they dislike you, it is straightforward.

Or why Michael Jordan once said that if he played in the Twitter era, he might win more championships.

why?

The main reason is that there are too many sprays on the Internet.

At every turn, it's just bad words at each other, splashing you with dirty water, and irritating you so much.

In the information age, all kinds of negative information spread quickly. Traditional media declined. The channels for the public to obtain information have shifted from newspapers and televisions to various gossip information on Twitter, Facebook, and news apps from the media.

Every day when you open your eyes, there are so many people irritating you, so you can't help but be filled with anger and want to prove to those **** that you are the strongest existence in this world!

"Mr. Wien, you can't treat the king like this, you'd better respect it." Jessica Ferrey turned to look at the black man and said.

"Haha! Jessica, I don’t think I’m so good. I just hate Chinese people, especially the little dwarf like Wang who is lucky. I think, I just said him casually, he shouldn’t Would care, wouldn't it?" The black man said to Wang Fei shaking his head.

"Wallace Wien, I warn you, you'd better not provoke my friend, otherwise, I will definitely not be polite to you!" Harden also spoke out to defend Wang Fei at this time.

Wang Fei understood.

The black man in front of him turned out to be the rapper who speaks loudly on Twitter.

"Aha! Harden, I really didn't expect you to befriend a Chinese kid. The NBA is a black field. Don't you think those yellow-skinned monkeys should get far away?" Wallace Wien Said nonchalantly.

Harden frowned: "The NBA is the most successful sports league in the world. It does not have any prejudices and does not belong to the exclusive domain of any race! As long as it is strong enough, you can get a place in this league! Wien , You have been suspected of racial discrimination! I think your words and deeds are very inappropriate! You better apologize to the king!"

Wang Fei was also angered at this time.

rub!

This is too bad.

"It's you who should get out of here! You disgusting black pig! What qualifications do you have to despise me?" Wang Fei yelled.

"What qualifications do I have? This is very good! Then I will tell you, what qualifications do I have to let you go! I think I am stronger than you, and this is the qualification for me to despise you!" Wallace Wien said Then, to show off his strong biceps.

"Ha ha!"

Harden sneered next to Wallace Wien and made a middle finger: "Do you think you have better basketball skills than Wang? Or, do you want to single out with him? Speaking of which , I can tell you clearly that I have never won a singles against Wang! We should respect the strong and genius! Instead of blindly despising others! Your behavior has proved that you are a person who is not polite and has no quality!"

Wallace Wien rolled his eyes a few times, shook his head, and said with a smile: "No, no! I won't single out basketball with this Chinese kid, and I don't think I play basketball better than him! If he Want to fight me, then, I hope I can teach him to be a man with my fist!"

This is to use one's own strengths to attack the other's shortcomings.

Wallace Wien is an amateur boxing enthusiast.

He felt that if he wanted to suppress Wang Fei, he had to do what he was good at.

"Mr. Wien, given that you are so rude, I don't welcome you here, please leave." Jessica Ferre was also a little angry.

She knew that Wallace Wien provoked Wang Fei, just to make a little news and increase her popularity.

To put it bluntly, he hoped that Wang Fei could consciously become his stepping stone.

Wang Fei smiled, he squeezed his fist.

Originally, he really didn't want to be familiar with this nigger.

But now, while he was angry, he felt that he would be more comfortable in his heart by teaching this **** a lesson.

"Ween, since you are going to fight with me, then I will accompany you! However, I will not fight with you. I suggest that we better fight freely!" Wang Fei said.

"Wang, I don't think you have to agree to a duel with him, he is not worthy. He is just an unknown little person, and you, already a superstar in the NBA, are not on the same level at all." Harden frowned and persuaded.

Harden has been famous for a long time.

He will naturally encounter various provocations.

Generally speaking, Harden will ignore it.

Because, fighting with those guys is really not worth it!

What can I do if I win?

That won't let you get anything.

But if he loses and is injured in a duel, the loss is his own.

The physical health of NBA players is the most precious.

"James, he insulted me. If I don't teach him, I and my country will be ashamed! Don't worry, I have practiced Chinese Kungfu!" Wang Fei smiled and came up with a classic Bruce Lee action: flying leg Fight!

His body vacated easily, and his right leg kicked out five or six feet against the void like lightning!

If Wang Fei had done this action before, it would have been impossible to do it at all.

The first one is that the degree of stagnation is not enough.

Second, his movement frequency is not so fast.

"Wow!"

There were more and more onlookers, and many of them were well-dressed women.

Seeing Wang Fei showing this hand, these people all let out an exclamation.

Harden also opened his mouth wide.

A look of surprise.

He said in his heart that Wang Fei's posture really seemed to have practiced Chinese Kungfu.

Bruce Lee was so well-known in the United States that he was almost a household name.

Even though decades have passed, Bruce Lee is still a Chinese powerhouse familiar to Americans.

"God! This is BruceLee's signature move, so handsome."

"Is this Chinese Kungfu? What a beautiful flying kick attack!"

The men and women of the upper class are all talking about it.

Wallace Wien shrank his neck.

He was also very surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Fei actually seemed to be able to fight. In the United States, and even in Western society, ordinary people have a consensus: Most people in China are kung fu, and they are the kind of kung fu that is supernatural.

"Haha! These are just useless moves! King, if you want to fight with me, I will grab your neck and twist your neck like a little chicken!" Wallace Wien insisted Scalp said.

Wang Fei looked at the people around him, smiled and arched his hands, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please get out of the way. Since this **** guy has repeatedly provoked me, then I don’t mind letting him taste a bit. Great."

When everyone heard this sentence, they all stepped back one after another.

Jessica Ferrey sighed and said, "Wang, why don't you go to the second floor of my house and go to a duel, okay? There are mats for taekwondo there."

"No, no need. Because I will end the battle within a minute." Wang Fei waved his hand and said.

Yes, Wang Fei has already planned to make a quick battle.

"Wang, be careful, don't hurt yourself." Harden shook his head and shouted at Wang Fei.

"I will. It's impossible for this kid to hurt me." Wang Fei said with a shrug.

Now, the venue is vacant.

Wallace Wien's eyes were fierce.

He moved his arms and legs, then directly took off the short-sleeved shirt he was wearing and threw it back.

He had hoped that the person next to him could continue and help himself to get his clothes.

However, all the spectators in the direction where he threw the clothes backed two steps, letting his clothes fall to the ground.

"Today, I want to prove it to everyone that the so-called Huaxia Kungfu is just a scam!" Wallace Wien said.

As he said, he strode towards Wang Fei.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Fei's head.

He felt that he should use a quick combination of punches to directly knock Wang Fei out.

In that case, maybe he can become famous for it.

Wang Fei saw the man rushing towards him. He stood still, but he had already tightened his muscles and was ready to attack.

Wallace Wien came in front of Wang Fei, his right fist slammed at Wang Fei's right brain.

Right uppercut!

Wang Fei's body also moved at this time.

He is much faster than Wallace Wien.

He was in the air.

Instead of attacking the opponent's head, he kicked Wallace Wien's stomach.

This flying kick was made in less than half a second.

Wallace punched him empty.

Wang Fei's right foot was already kicking on his lower abdomen.

With this kick, Wang Fei used all his strength.

"Boom!"

Wallace Wien was hit in the lower abdomen.

He was kicked immediately and flew out half a meter, hit the ground a few times, and fell to the ground.

Control the enemy with one move!

There was a round of applause and cheers around.

Wang Fei hit a carp and jumped up from the ground. He hit the dirt on his body, took a look at Wallace Wayne who was lying not far away, and said, "Get up! Keep fighting!"

Wallace Wien struggled to get up from the ground.

He felt that his internal organs were tumbling.

It hurts badly.

This black buddy looked at Wang Fei with an incredible expression. He couldn't figure it out. He was obviously much taller and stronger than the opponent. Why didn't he beat the opponent?

Go up and fight again?

Wallace Wien has no courage.

He arched his waist, rubbed his stomach, and said, "You are very strong, Wang, I will take it. You are like Bruce Lee."

by!

Wang Fei rolled his eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party would admit defeat after being beaten.

I haven't enjoyed it yet.

"Since you admit defeat, you'd better apologize to me and get out of here right away! I don't want to see you again!" Wang Fei said coldly.