Miyazaki Isamu fell onto his back, and Wang Yi merely glanced at him a little longer.
He had no fondness for the people of this country, apart from its movie stars and Hachimura.
The referee stopped the game and called over the medical staff.
The team doctor questioned Miyazaki Isamu and gave his injury a quick examination.
The guy was pretty tough. He clutched his lower back and wailed on the floor for half a minute, then somehow managed to stand up and stretch a couple of times.
The doctor beside him kept asking if he was all right. After slowly moving around a little, Miyazaki Isamu started putting more strength into it and moving faster.
A moment later, he seemed as good as new.
Then he rolled his shoulders, stepped to the free-throw line, and twisted his waist.
Then he looked over at Wang Yi.
Seeing that Wang Yi was ignoring him completely, he gritted his teeth.
Then he made both free throws.
After sinking the second one, Miyazaki Isamu raised an arm toward Wang Yi and flexed his biceps.
The spectators at courtside saw that he was already acting tough again after getting hurt, and started shouting insults at him.
"So a dog really does go back to its vomit?"
"I actually felt a little sorry for him just now. What an idiot—I was stupid to feel bad for him. This guy doesn't deserve any sympathy."
"There isn't a single decent person in that country."
Wang Yi saw Miyazaki Isamu taunting him and merely gave a scornful smile.
He looked like he didn't consider Miyazaki Isamu worth taking seriously at all.
Just as if humans didn't consider ants worth noticing...
What does your destruction have to do with you?
The Raptors players saw Wang Yi's expression and knew