Before becoming a "Kidney Warrior," words like iron-blooded tough guy, super center, and all-around player were Alonzo Mourning's labels.

Without Mourning, who could this Heat team guard?

In Su Feng's previous life, gif images of Mourning getting dunked on were often used for teasing.

But in fact, heaven knows how many kids who challenged Mourning sat on the ground afterward, dejectedly scratching their heads...

Ratliff's idol was Mourning.

However, tonight, Mourning was so soft he was practically mango pudding.

On the Heat's bench, Pat Riley, who knew the truth, could only frown and curse Mourning's damned mouth in his heart to maintain his image.

That's right, the dignified NBA All-Star, the Heat's mainstay...

Alonzo Mourning, he actually had the runs before the game, can you believe it?

At noon today, Mourning, feeling hungry, ordered takeout from a pizza place recommended by his teammates.

Although this time it wasn't five people delivering the pizza, Mourning felt something wasn't quite right after eating it...

His stomach hurt a bit.

His sphincter was about to give out!

So, after going to the bathroom countless times, Mourning felt "weak."

His whole body felt lightheaded.

When Riley arrived at the arena in the afternoon and learned that Mourning had a bad stomach, he wanted to take off his leather shoes and slap Mourning a few times.

Damn it, we were just slaughtered by the Bulls and lost to the Hawks. Now we finally have a rookie team coming to give us a warm welcome, and you give me the runs?

But that was the reality. Riley couldn't solve Mourning's diarrhea problem, and Mourning stubbornly declared:

If he ever had to crawl out of the arena, he would never let them carry him out on a stretcher. No one could carry him away, never!

An iron-blooded tough guy never retreats!

This is Alonzo Mourning!

Clang!

Back on the court, amid the cheers of the Heat fans, Mourning's jump shot softly clanked off the rim.

In Su Feng's previous life, Mourning's poor performance in this game between the 76ers and the Heat had always been a mystery.

Because he only played 26 minutes with few fouls, scoring 9 points, 5 rebounds, and 8 turnovers.

Unfortunately, this mystery was destined to remain unsolved.

Because Su Feng couldn't have guessed that Mourning had diarrhea.

The 76ers attacked, and the steady Smith once again passed the ball to Su Feng.

Wanting to make up for his mistakes, Ratliff took the initiative to set a screen for Su Feng, but was shouted at by Su Feng: "Take away your damn screen, I want to go one-on-one with the All-Star!"

Ratliff was dumbfounded by Su Feng's shout.

And Marley, who was guarding Su Feng, subconsciously flicked his hair.

Kid, you've got good eyes. I'm not bragging, but I made it to the All-Star Game in my prime because of my looks...

In the blink of an eye, on the court, Su Feng accelerated directly, taking advantage of Marley's moment of showing off!

Ginger may be old and spicy.

But chili peppers are small and spicy!

Su Feng went straight to the basket. Since Mourning posed no threat tonight, then the inside lane was his, the Iron Man's!

Bang!

Aside, Kurt Thomas "assassinated" from the side and rear, the referee blew his whistle, and Su Feng fell hard.

After Da Ben gradually became known, his refusal to shoot style had also been learned by many teams.

So Thomas didn't think twice and went straight to the inside to help.

However, Thomas's satisfying assassination didn't sit well with the two generals from Alabama.

Da Ben: You dare mess with my brother Su?

Ratliff: You dare mess with the 76ers' second-in-command?

Fortunately, Su Feng got up and patted his butt, acting like nothing happened.

Otherwise, Thomas would definitely have entered the arena standing and left lying down today.

Su Feng defused the situation for Thomas, who was caught in the middle, and then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't do that next time. If you provoke my two brothers again, I won't be able to save you."

Thomas: "..."

Clearly, they were the ones who wanted to beat me up, okay?

But Thomas remembered the scene just now and was indeed a little afraid.

Mourning, the Heat's best fighter today, had the runs. If a real fight broke out, did Thomas expect Riley to come over and hold Da Ben like Van Gundy in the future?

But even if you held Da Ben, it wouldn't help...

Ratliff could also fight.

Seeing that no fight broke out on the court, the three referees looked at Su Feng with approval.

Su Feng made one of two free throws.

"..."

Su Feng felt that his system had some unreasonable aspects.

Why doesn't a missed free throw count toward missed shots?

Was this to prevent players like O'Neal and Da Ben from appearing?

3-0, the Heat attacked.

Smith's old legs couldn't stop Tim Hardaway, nicknamed "Little Bug."

As a dribbling master of this era in the NBA, in Su Feng's previous life, some "true-Penny" fans would always confuse the two Hardaways.

"Little Bug" was also a player who couldn't be restrained by rules, and he was good at organizing, with outside shooting range.

In short, in the NBA, no '183' (referring to players around 6 feet tall) is easy to mess with!

Because those who wear padded socks aren't afraid of those who wear shoes!

On the court, Hardaway shook off Smith with a crossover, but just as he was passing the ball to Mourning as usual, preparing for Mourning to finish the attack...

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Can you believe Mourning hadn't recovered and fumbled the ball?

Ratliff, who had been successful in stealing the ball, was overjoyed. For Ratliff, who was used to being a benchwarmer, every statistic seemed as precious as a diamond.

The 76ers launched a counterattack. Su Feng, the fastest runner, kept raising his hand to signal, but at this time, Ratliff only had the basket in his eyes.

Ratliff's athleticism was good at this moment. After stealing the ball, he dribbled the ball himself and completed the fast break.

5-0.

After landing from the dunk, Ratliff happily wanted to high-five a teammate, but found that all his teammates were looking at him like he was an idiot...

Da Ben felt that after this game, he must use practical actions to tell Ratliff who the number one in Philadelphia was.

Smith thought, Ratliff had no sense of propriety at all, right?

Su Feng was about to come down. As an interior tool man, didn't he have this kind of self-awareness?

Harris, who had won a lot of money in Su Feng and Starks house's one-on-one games, decided that when the team called a timeout, he must stay far away from Ratliff to avoid being misunderstood by Su Feng.

Oh, the Philadelphia bully of that year, the Philadelphia 'the.king'!

Of course, how could Su Feng really care about these small details with Ratliff?

The Heat attacked, and Hardaway went solo this time, using a screen and then launching a signature killer crossover before hitting a three-pointer.

5-3.

Speaking of which, Riley was also a wonderful person.

This guy said he didn't like three-pointers, but in the 96/97 season, this Heat team took more than 22 three-pointers per game on average.

The story of Riley slapping himself in the face could definitely be written into a novel.

He could lead the Lakers to play "show.ti

"If I have the chance, I will participate in the dunk contest in the future."

Su Feng wasn't stupid. With his current Pi Shan Jue (a martial arts move), was he going to the dunk contest to be someone else's background?

Before the next system upgrade, Su Feng would not consider participating in the dunk contest.

If reporters asked him why he hadn't participated in the dunk contest at that time, Su Feng could just use the phrase "the time is not right yet" to respond...

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ps: Fifth update! 25,000 words!

ps2: The sixth update will be before 12 o'clock! (Quietly saying: Revising is more tiring than writing)