Chapter 150

Do you know him?

We don't have any intersection at all. Can we offend each other with such evil words?

Wang Fei knows that European and American people are very straight.

Generally speaking, they don't hide their dissatisfaction with someone in the bottom of their heart, sell criticism in their heart, and smile on their face.

They are, as long as they are disgusted with you, they are directly opposed.

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 network.

At every turn, it is bad language, throwing dirty water on your head and stimulating your blood.

In the information age, all kinds of negative information spread rapidly, and the traditional media declined. The public's access to information shifted from newspapers and television to twitter, Facebook and various gossip information on news app.

Every day when you open your eyes, there are so many people stimulating you, which makes you angry and want to prove to those garbage that you are the strongest existence in the world!

"Mr. Wayne, you can't treat Wang like this. You'd better show some respect," said Jessica Ferre, glancing at the black man.

"Ha ha! Jessica, I don't think I'm doing anything. I just hate Chinese people, especially dwarfs who have made bad luck like Wang. I think he won't care if I say anything about him, will he?" the black man shook his head and said to Wang Fei.

"Wallace Wayne, I warn you, you'd better not provoke my friends, otherwise, I'll never be polite to you!" harden also shouted to defend Wang Fei.

Wang Fei understands.

The black man in front of me turned out to be the rapper who talked big on twitter.

"Aha! Harden, I didn't expect you to make friends with a Chinese boy. The NBA is a black field. Don't you think those yellow monkeys should roll away?" Wallace Wayne said indifferently.

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

Wang Fei was also angered at this time.

Wipe!

It's a little too bad.

"It's you who should go away! You disgusting black pig! What right do you have to despise me?" Wang Fei yelled.

"What qualifications do I have? That's good! Then I'll tell you, what qualifications do I have to let you go! I think I'm stronger than you, and that's what I despise you!" Wallace Wayne said, showing his strong biceps brachii.

"Ha ha!"

Harden sneered aside and compared his middle finger to Wallace Wayne: "Do you think you are better than Wang's basketball skills? Or do you want to compete with him alone? Speaking of this, I can clearly tell you that Wang and I have not won alone! We should respect the strong and genius! Rather than blindly despise others! Your behavior has proved that you are a person with no manners and quality!"

Wallace Wayne turned his eyes a few times, shook his head, smiled and said, "no, no! I won't play basketball alone with this Chinese boy, and I don't think I can play basketball better than him! If he wants to duel with 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 another's weaknesses.

Wallace Wayne is an amateur boxer.

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

"Mr. Wayne, since you are so rude, I don't welcome you here. Please leave." Jessica Ferre was also a little angry.

She knew that Wallace Wayne provoked Wang Fei just to make some news and improve his popularity.

To put it bluntly, he hopes Wang Fei can consciously become his stepping stone.

Wang Fei smiled and squeezed his fist.

Originally, he really didn't want to see the nigger.

But now, in addition to his anger, he felt that he could be more comfortable by teaching the nigger a lesson.

"Wayne, since you want to duel with me, I'll accompany you! However, I won't fight with you. I suggest we'd better fight freely!" Wang Fei said.

"Wang, I don't think you have to agree to duel with him. He doesn't deserve it. He's just an unknown little man, and you, who are already a superstar in the NBA, are not in the same level at all." harden frowned and advised.

Harden has been famous for a long time.

He will naturally encounter all kinds of provocations.

Generally speaking, harden will ignore it.

Because it's not worth fighting those guys!

What if you win?

That won't get you anything.

But if you lose the fight and get hurt in the duel, the loss is your own.

The health of NBA players is the most valuable.

"James, he insulted me. If I don't teach him a lesson, my country and I will be ashamed! Don't worry, I've practiced Chinese Kung Fu!" Wang Fei smiled and came to Bruce Lee's classic signature action: Flying leg combat!

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

If Wang Fei had done this before, he could not have done it at all.

First, there is not enough stagnation.

Second, his movement frequency is not so fast.

"Wow!"

There are more and more onlookers around, many of whom are women dressed in colorful clothes.

Seeing Wang Feiliang's hand, these people all gave a cry of surprise.

Harden also opened his mouth wide.

A look of surprise.

He said in his heart that Wang Fei's posture really looked like he had practiced Chinese Kung Fu.

Bruce Lee was so famous in the United States that he was almost a household name.

Even decades later, Bruce Lee is still a Chinese strongman familiar to Americans.

"God! This is Bruce Lee's signature move. It's so handsome."

"Is this Chinese Kung Fu? What a beautiful flying leg attack!"

The men and women of the upper class talked about it one after another.

Wallace Wayne shrunk his neck.

He was also very surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Fei seemed to be able to play. In the United States, even in western society, ordinary people have such a consensus: most people in China can do Kung Fu, and it is the kind of Kung Fu that goes high and high.

"Hehe! It's just useless moves! Wang, if you want to duel with me, I'll grab your neck and break your neck like a chicken!" Wallace Wayne said hard.

Wang Fei looked at the people around him, smiled, arched his hands and said, "ladies and gentlemen, please get out of the way. Since this damn guy has repeatedly provoked me, I don't mind letting him taste a little powerful."

When they heard this, they all retreated one after another.

Jessica Ferre sighed and said, "Wang, why don't you go to the second floor of my house to duel? There is a special mat for Taekwondo."

"No, No. because I'll finish the battle in a minute." Wang Fei waved his hand and said.

Yes, Wang Fei has planned to make a quick decision.

"Wang, be careful not to hurt yourself." harden shook his head and shouted at Wang Fei.

"I will. The boy can't hurt me either." Wang Fei shrugged and said.

Now, the field is empty.

Wallace Wayne had a fierce eye.

He moved his arms and legs, then directly took off his short sleeved shirt and threw it back.

He had hoped that the people next to him would go on and help him take his clothes.

However, the spectators in the direction where he threw his clothes stepped back one after another and let his clothes fall to the ground.

"Today, I want to prove to you that the so-called Chinese Kung Fu is just a scam!" Wallace Wayne said.

He said, striding towards the king.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Fei's head.

He felt that he should directly knock Wang Fei out with a group of fast combination punches.

In that case, maybe he will be famous for it.

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

Wallace Wayne came to Wang Fei and waved his right fist to Wang Fei's right brain.

Right Hook!

Wang Fei's body moved at this time.

He is much faster than Wallace Wayne.

He lifted himself up.

Instead of attacking each other's head, he kicked Wallace Wayne in the stomach.

The kick was made in less than half a second.

Wallace punched empty.

Wang Fei's right foot has been kicked on his lower abdomen.

With this kick, Wang Fei used all his strength.

"Bang!"

Wallace Wayne was caught in the belly.

Immediately, he was kicked upside down for half a meter, rolled on the ground and fell to the ground.

One move to defeat the enemy!

There was applause and cheers around.

Wang Fei a carp and jumped up from the ground. He hit the soil on his body, looked at Wallace Wayne who fell not far away, and said, "get up! Continue to fight!"

Wallace Wayne struggled to get up from the ground.

He felt his insides rolling.

It hurts badly.

The black man looked at Wang Fei strangely. He couldn't figure out why he was much taller and stronger than the other party. Why couldn't he beat the other party?

Go up again?

Wallace Wayne has lost his courage.

He bowed, rubbed his stomach and said, "you are strong, Wang, I take it. You are Bruce Lee."

Shit!

Wang Fei rolled his eyes.

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

I haven't had a good time 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.