Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

The anger in the Jazz camp was not evasive at all, but seemed to be a challenge to the Knicks, and the Knicks naturally heard it clearly.

Why are you shouting so loudly?

We are not deaf!

"Have you heard that? The Jazz have already declared war on us. This is our home court, this is our territory. Come up and take Li Shengli... down for me!" Pat Riley raised his arms and shouted with just a few words. The remaining time is for the team members to do the final mobilization before the decisive battle, "No one can be cowardly. This is New York. If you don't want to kneel in front of the Jazz and admit defeat, just be tougher. If you don't want to step on the horse, I can give you the answer." , up, up, up, do it, do it!”

"Come on, defeat Sir!"

"Kill Li Shengli and protect all of New York!"

"The Knicks are undefeated, long live the Knicks!"

"Come on, you little bastards!"

"Knicks, break up their formation!"

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The faces of both sides were torn apart, and the home fans fell into a burst of crazy roars, one wave after another, sweeping across New York tonight. Even the referees were frightened out of their wits, and the air-conditioning went straight to the sky...

Gang fight?

This is crazy!

The referee is not stupid. The Jazz's large-scale substitutions were obviously a "long-planned" battle reserve. No one believed the three substitutes who were destined to die. They said they came to play in the game. And if there was a real fight... the Jazz The bench competes with the Knicks' main force, so the Knicks must be beaten to shit? After all, if the main players are suspended, they won't be able to play, but the Jazz are not injured!

No, you can’t play like this!

Where's the whistle?

Someone come quickly!

Get my black whistle quickly!

I want to protect the Knicks!

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Amidst the noise and roar, the final quarter of G3 finally started again.

In the first round, the Knicks were on offense. Even though Pat Riley had brain congestion, he still retained some sense. The defense could find opportunities and resist, but the offense still had to maintain stability, because he didn't want to lose this game yet. Want to give it a try.

So the Knicks are also implementing this idea. Starks holds the ball and Doc Rivers steps forward to cover the pick-and-roll, but this screen... Doc Rivers' body is twisted horribly, and he bumps away from the opponent with his hip. Defensive Crotty.

Illegal cover!

Isn’t this fucking illegal cover?

Crotty signaled the referee for a foul, but the referee signaled the game to continue. Starks rose directly from the ground and made a mid-range jumper... But embarrassingly, the ball was blocked and entered the inside rebound.

"Trash, get out of here!"

Oakley knocked Darren Morningstar away from the start and took the lead to seize a favorable position. Naturally, Li Shengli couldn't let this rebound go. He was one step ahead of Ewing and excluded other factors. Even if Oakley was in a good position, it was useless, because Li Shengli's Jumping and wingspan are no joke to the Knicks.

"Get out of here too!" Oakley took off, but his posture was really weird. He put his two legs at a 90-degree angle in the air, using one foot for landing and the other for kicking people.

Backboard scissors?

Speaking of which, Rodman, a rebounding monster, has a deep understanding of this move, and kicking is to create space to grab the board. Obviously, Oak used it more sinisterly, leaving no room for kicking!

boom!

There was a muffled sound. Because the deformed movement affected the take-off height, Oakley stepped on the position an inch above Li Shengli's knee with all his strength. He originally wanted to step on the knee to maximize the damage, but this was not easy to control, but even if he did not step on the knee , Li Shengli still suffered a loss. His thigh was so hard that he staggered back as if he had been run over by a truck.

"Idiot, why are you fighting with me? Protect your knees, be careful if I step on my horse and smash them!" Oakley grabbed the ball and provoked.

In the last battle with the Jazz, Rivers inexplicably took a three-pound punch from Benoit. When he saw Li Shengli deflated, he raised his arms and cheered, "Well done, Oakley, just hit them like this and defeat them!"

Damn it, you piece of trash!

Is Oakley your dad, licking him like this?

You can't even talk to the Knicks, but you want to kill us?

Because the referee did not blow the whistle, the game continued. In addition to Crotty, the three angry substitute thugs had quietly approached the inside, especially Darren Morningstar, who lurked to the right side of Oakley. The defensive front was left to Li Shengli.

Maybe it was because he grabbed an offensive rebound, maybe because Rivers was flattering him, Oakley was a little bit floating, and he turned over and shot a jumper directly against Li Shengli, while Ewing on the side... saw Li Shengli take off, and with Oakley and River The three of them stood in front of each other, their eyes were straight, and their hearts were pounding, "Run, run, damn, Rivers, run!"

run?

Where are you running?

Unless you run to the backcourt, I will kill you within ten meters!

"I'm going to make you have a bad mouth and let you lick Oakley. Give me another one with a clean mouth!"

Bang, poof!

Amidst the exclamations of the audience, Li Shengli's signature hat reappeared, and the super smash went straight to Rivers, like a cannonball hitting the crotch that Rivers had just illegally covered, followed by a burst of panic. The people's wailing attracted everyone's attention, but before the matter was over, Darren Morningstar quietly touched him. Even though Oakley had been blocked, his big slap went straight to Oakley's head. !

You do the first grade of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth grade!

If you touch my boss, I will kill you!

Poof!

Oakley, who suffered a heavy blow to the head, really had stars in his eyes, and he didn't know what it was like in his mouth. It was both bitter and fishy. But as a veteran of NBA fighting, he also has a good sense of self-protection like Malone. The moment Darren Morningstar fucked him, he waved his hand to block it, and even then, it took him a long time to recover.

…

what's the situation?

Killed two of them in one round?

Jazz is fucking going to heaven!

At this moment, the referee finally couldn't hold back his whistle anymore. Unlike several whistles that favored the Knicks, this time it was blown reasonably and directly gave Darren Morningstar a Level 2 foul and was ejected from the game.

It’s not unfair, it’s worth it!

From the time he came on the court to the time he was sent off, Darren Morningstar stayed on the court for less than 20 seconds. This time was not enough for him to pee, but Jerry Sloan highly praised him, "Boy, you did it." Yes, Luther White is here for you. Go ahead and guard...every inch of the floor for your boss!"

At this moment, Darren Morningstar and Luther White seemed to be conducting a grand handover ceremony. The two of them staggered into high-fives, with the former taking the lead in taking the oath.

Darren: "Protect the boss!"

Luther: "Protect the boss!"

Darren: "Kill the Knicks!"

Luther: "Kill the Knicks!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Give me five!"

"Come on!"

"Kill!"

…

Everyone was stunned. What the hell? Is this horse making a high-profile oath and inheriting the tradition of criminals? On the court at this time, the Knicks stretcher team sent Rivers away, and the new player was the main point guard Harper. Unlike the pioneer Rivers, he really didn't dare to have a bad mouth. As for Oakley, he shook his head and stood up again. Even if he felt dizzy and felt like vomiting, he couldn't get off. He still had a mission!

…

Back to the game.

Darren Morningstar's foul foul gave the Knicks two free throws, and moments later the two sides rushed to the Knicks' half. Crotty directly handed the ball to Li Shengli, and Ewing hung in the new court. Next to Luther White, the frontal battlefield was handed over to Oakley.

Li Shengli played a back single, and Oakley used his knee to hit Li Shengli's leg.

Close defense and want to attack?

Then naturally you have to turn around and squeeze towards the basket!

Li Shengli did indeed do this, but the moment he turned around, Oakley first pulled his hips and slammed into him, and then turned around with a full-power cannon elbow, hitting him on the waist. If it hadn't been done in advance, He was alert, his ribs would never be able to hold up, and it was hard to tell how many of them were broken. However, even if he took precautions in advance, Li Shengli still grimaced in pain, and his stomach was churning.

Don't want to have fun?

I will kill you!

Li Shengli simply shook his head, endured the burning pain and took off. He also kicked a jump shot, and kicked Oakley in the face when he came close again. On the other side, towel wholesaler Duff Jameson and the water dispenser The administrator, Sean Green, and Darren Morningstar, all rushed forward!

Bang!

Li Shengli kicked Oakley, and Oakley fell back in response. Before he fell to the ground, Duff Jameson made a brutal charge and vomited blood when he hit him, but it was more like rushing for a rebound.

As for Sean Green's long-distance run, it seemed that he had nothing to do, so he could only take off and grab the board. However, Li Shengli's shot was caught by him, and he stepped on Oakley's hand after landing.

Are you stepping on me?

I will fight with you!

Oakley really lost his mind and grabbed Sean Green's ankle. Sean Green's center of gravity was unstable and he pressed his butt on his face. Since the butt was soft, it didn't cause much physical damage, but This magical damage and the critical hit that goes straight to the mind are terrifying.

seek death!

You commit suicide!

Are you trying to trick our boss? !

If you dare to do it again, we will kill you, you idiot!