The drunk heart is even more cold.

At the same time, he also secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I was brought out in advance, otherwise I would have to bear this terrible eyes in person.

He also secretly sympathized with his four companions.

Those guys are staring at this look, do not urinate pants.

At the scene, the commentator Flovill saw the close -up of Wang Yi's look, and couldn't help but stunned:

"This look reminds me of Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, LeBron James. Whenever they show such eyes, they indicate that they are angry. They want ..."

Harper with short brown hair next to him made up: "Big Killing Ring!"

The rest area on the sideline.

The Lakers coach Vogel looked at Wang Yi, and saw that she had a smile on her face as usual.

In his eyes, full of murderousness.

He couldn't help asking: "Wang, okay?"

James answered for Wang Yi: "He has no problem, just want ... kill!"

As the first person in the former league, he can't know this feeling.

When a player with a super strong offensive fire is furious, then a killing is inevitable.

Walgel also understood this, he said to Wang Yi:

"Wang, I understand your feelings. But when you play again, you can't do it like this. Otherwise, your physical fitness will not support the end of the second quarter."

Wang Yi nodded without expression: "Um."

At this time, the coach of the Lone Ranger shook his head again and again.

As a defender who has been in the league for many years, he also understands what the eyes mean.

But he can't tell these young players.
Chapter completed!