Chapter 550 I am very angry
Yang Mo clearly hadn't anticipated the level of self-criticism his absence would elicit. Everyone assumed his actions served a deeper purpose. But in reality, he had no real purpose; he'd been tricked.
When he woke up, it was already midnight the next day. After waking up, he did not feel any obvious changes in his body, he only felt that the power stored in his body seemed to be longer-lasting.
After all, this time he increased his endurance, which is difficult to show intuitively and can only be shown after high-intensity and deep-level confrontation.
He woke up not long before falling back asleep. He still felt tired, having just finished a 25,000-mile long march. The next morning, after waking up early, Yang Mo hurried to the training hall for training.
When he arrived at the gym for practice, his teammates came up to him and promised to play well and control their pride. This left Yang Mo dumbfounded. What was wrong with these guys? Had they taken the wrong medicine? They should be preparing for the game against the Cavaliers right now. Why were they talking nonsense?
After Yang Mo sent them away in a bad mood, he found that these guys became more serious during training.
In the afternoon, while Yang Mo was receiving physical therapy, he noticed Bobcats players coming in and out. Curious, he asked the therapist next to him, "Aren't we playing against the Cleveland Cavaliers tonight? Why are we playing against the Bobcats? Did the league suddenly make some adjustments?"
"Huh?" The physical therapist was completely dumbfounded, not knowing what Yang Mo was talking about. "The Cavaliers? We played against them the night before last."
"The night before last?" Yang Mo was horrified. He muttered in his heart: Did I sleep for three days?
"Yes, we lost." The physiotherapist shrugged sadly, but at the same time, he was optimistic. "But I think you're right. We should really let our players realize that we're not invincible at this point. We should put aside our false pride and continue playing with our feet on the ground."
The physiotherapist's words completely shocked Yang Mo. He now understood why those guys said those things to him.
"So, our winning streak is over?" Yang Mo asked as calmly as possible, but his emotions were already starting to go crazy.
"Yes." The physiotherapist nodded and said confidently, "It's actually a good time to end it. It not only creates history, but also allows our players to recognize their shortcomings, which will make us stronger."
"Our winning streak was ended, and it was ended by the Cavaliers?" Yang Mo raised his voice. He could no longer accept this fact and he was going crazy.
"Although losing to the Cavaliers was somewhat unexpected, I believe the harder the fall, the greater the lesson we can learn, and thus accumulate greater strength..."
"What the hell is accumulation? I want thirty consecutive wins, I want forty consecutive wins. But they only got twenty-six consecutive wins. Assholes, these assholes!!! Ah!!!" Yang Mo slammed the table and went completely crazy.
Seeing Yang Mo's expression, the physical therapist was a little dumbfounded: "Could it be that Yang didn't participate in the game because he wanted to keep our players awake? Did we misunderstand something?"
"You didn't come to the stadium for the game the day before yesterday, wasn't it because you wanted to teach our players a lesson?"
"Why should I teach them a lesson?" Yang Mo shouted angrily, "They actually lost the game! Damn it! I will never forgive them!"
"So what did you do that day?"
"I... that day... I..." Yang Mo hesitated. He couldn't possibly say he'd had sex with over twenty women, could he? In the end, he could only clap his hands, force a smile, and pretend to be joking: "Haha, I actually just wanted to teach them a lesson, so they wouldn't be so arrogant."
"I told you, this is your intention." The physical therapist also laughed. In his mind, it had already become an fait accompli.
Yang Mo was inconsolable at this moment. Their winning streak had ended just like that. Those bastards were such a loser. They couldn't even beat the Cavaliers. Without me, they'd be nothing but a bunch of underdogs!
After finishing his physical therapy, Yang Mo quickly headed to the locker room, then found his teammates and roared, "You guys actually lost to the Cavaliers! You really disappoint me. With you guys like this, how can you win a championship? Do you deserve it?"
Yang Mo's roar made all the players afraid to respond. They could only lower their heads and remain silent. Losing to the Cavaliers was an unavoidable black spot in their careers.
"I don't care anyway. You ruined my winning streak, so you must give me a bigger winning streak. I want thirty consecutive wins. If you don't help me achieve it, I will... never pass the ball to you again!!!" Yang Mo shouted angrily.
The teammates looked at each other in bewilderment . They hadn't expected Yang Mo to use this to threaten them, but then they realized it would be truly terrifying if Yang Mo didn't pass the ball to them. So, they all quickly expressed their determination to work hard and make extraordinary and arduous efforts for their 30th consecutive victory.
After hearing this, Yang Mo let them go a little.
Then walked towards the stadium.
It's unclear whether it was Yang Mo's outburst or their courage stemming from a sense of shame. That night's game successfully devolved into an exceptionally brutal massacre. The Bobcats had finally begun to show signs of a playoff chance, but before they could even begin to flourish, they were mercilessly stomped to the ground by the Knicks, who then proceeded to stampede them with a swarm of burly men!
Stoudemire and the others completely vented their frustration from the previous game. Whenever they had a chance, they would not shoot, but instead slam the ball into the basket. The basket was banging loudly, and the Bobcats were completely helpless.
Yang Mo was also very angry. His winning streak was ended like this, so he held his breath.
The Knicks' frustration was so intense that they effectively killed the Bobcats. The Bobcats only managed 59 points, while the Knicks scored 132. It was a complete massacre . Six Knicks players scored in double figures, and that beast, Stoudemire, scored 49 points.
The victory of this game was also regarded as a symbol of Yang Mo's greatness. Everyone began to think, wow, Yang Mo is indeed the savior of the Knicks. As soon as he came back, the Knicks immediately underwent earth-shaking changes.
But they didn't know that Yang Mo never thought about missing the last game. He was tricked by Wanli Changzheng!
