This kind of action will cause the other party a lot of pain and make him feel wary.

And in the fierce competition, it is difficult for the referee to catch it.

Now Claude has also learned this trick.

Seeing this, Wang Yi sneered secretly in his heart.

Isn't it just pinching the waist?

Who wouldn't.

So when Claude was chasing too closely, or when the two were entangled, he secretly reached out and pinched Claude's waist.

"Fuck!"

Claude cursed under his breath.

I struggled for another two minutes.

Wang Yi's waist was already bruised and purple.

Claude didn't feel well either.

As a black man, the injuries on his skin are not that obvious.

But in fact, there are already many patches of purple.

This is Wang Yi's trick to deal with Yin people - use the other person's method to repay the other person.

Don't say anything that goes against the spirit of sportsmanship or ethics on the court.

It's hard for the referee to catch Claude's subtle little moves.

Complaining to the referee is useless.

Under such circumstances, would Wang Yi have been chased and pinched by him without making any counterattack?

At this time, Claude pursued him again.

While the two were entangled, Wang Yi suddenly pinched Claude's waist again.

Taking advantage of Claude's pain, he quickly ran out of the three-point line.

After catching the ball, it was a three-pointer.

Claude covered his waist and cursed fiercely in his heart:

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!"

Then he chased Wang Yi and said:
Chapter completed!