NBA: I, Chicken Pai, Dunked on Jordan at the Beginning

Time traveled to become a fried chicken stall owner weighing 200 pounds? Lin Dazhuang said he just wanted to make money to buy a non-stick pan. Until the gangster overturned his stall and trampled his hard work into the mud. The sleeping active volcano suddenly erupted at this moment! → Reshape bone density, comparable to steel and concrete! → Muscle explosive power increased by 1000%! → The power of staying in the air has soared three times, completely ignoring gravity! Those high-ranking street ball kings have all become fragile paper figures under his wheels. He doesn't know what a cross-step is, nor does he know any step-back tricks. He only has the purest, most brutal, and most unreasonable straight-line death charge! Double team? It was crushed directly like hitting a high-speed train! Blocking the shot in mid-air? He even dribbled the ball into the ruins of the broken basket! "Don't you want to play ball?" Lin Dazhuang was as condescending as a demon, "Get up here and die." From then on, the NBA restricted area on the other side of the ocean ushered in an absolute tyrant who was terrifying!