Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

At this moment, Rodman, who was locked up, was really about to collapse, and the hair on his body was exploding.

There are really few people who understand better than him how lethal Li Shengli's madness is, because that thing... really explodes everywhere. There have been too many cases before, and it can be called the most terrifying physics in the entire league. The damage, especially now that the angle and distance were perfect, sent shivers down his spine.

Damn it, I’ll fight you!

Rodman roared like a dragon, and his adrenaline exploded instantly.

Under the great terror, there will be a great explosion, and the deepest fear is either being completely powerless, or using adrenaline to temporarily increase the power and burst out beyond the peak. This is what Rodman did this time, bursting out the strongest in his life. A desire to live.

Turn your back on Li Shengli and face Sprewell!

Rodman counterattacked instantly, but Sprewell released his hands that locked Rodman, and instinctively turned around to hide, but the problem is...adrenaline is the golden elixir, and Rodman knocked the golden elixir. Surviving the disaster on the spot, Sprewell picked him up in the air and threw him backwards.

This all happened very quickly, all before the countdown to bombing.

Sprewell, who had no power to resist, was completely stunned. His position instantly changed to him on top and Rodman holding him below. However, his body had already jumped into the air and fell backward. The worst thing was that Rodman Using his head as a landing point, what's worse...the bombing countdown is over.

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"Damn it, it's over, this is going to be ruined!"

"Roadman is crazy. He is the one who is using him as a backer."

"Backhug? Oh my god, what a fighter!"

The fans in the front row were stunned, because Rodman was so brutal. Even if Li Shengli missed the smash... this back hug was enough to make Sprewell drink a pot, and everyone thought that this was just the beginning of the disaster. The only sound heard on the field was a click...

"Damn... Li's killer hat hit?"

"My foot hit Sprewell's foot!"

"Head, he was hugged and thrown by Rodman, his head..."

The fans were even more surprised at this moment and covered their mouths one after another. The three major American celebrities, Omega, Houchet and Wang Defa, appeared on the stage one after another. The whole audience saw Sprewell being thrown and stood upside down by Rodman. , a stunning upside-down golden hook was completed in an instant.

Although it was protected by sneakers, the powerful impact was still a bit too violent, and it directly blew up the sole of Sprewell's right foot. Originally, the sole of the foot and the calf were in an 'L' shape, and the maximum bend that could be tolerated was probably between the sole of the foot and the calf. The neat 'L' shape was now straightened out into a '丿' shape, causing Sprewell's face to become distorted.

But in fact, what was really fatal was Rodman's hug.

He picked him up and smashed him to the floor. Rodman really left no room for anything, but Sprewell felt like he was jumping off a building, all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, but he made the last move of hanging the golden hook upside down and kicked him out. The ball also directly hit Davis, who had just taken a shot and was blocked.

In a series of actions, a lot of power attached to the ball was consumed, but Davis couldn't hold it back and caught the ball directly with his face.

As a result, Davis's nose immediately opened and his face was bloody when he was kicked by Sprewell. He curled up on the floor like a shrimp in pain, and Sprewell was even worse...the pain in his ankle The excruciating, intense pain almost made him pass out on the spot.

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Damn it! !

What is the power of this riding horse?

At this moment, everyone felt that their eyes were about to be stabbed blind. In a basketball game, there can be violent smashes like volleyball, upside-down golden hooks in football, the three major balls in the world, and there are also bloody fights. Technique of fatal wrestling? !

The whole scene was in an uproar.

The remaining three members of the Knicks were stunned and stood there. Fortunately, because the Knicks gang's playing style is inherently fierce, the team was very efficient in handling accidents on the court. The staff immediately went forward to check the injured. deal with.

As for the Lakers... To be honest, the Knicks are confused, and so are they.

Li Shengli glanced at Barkley, and Barkley glanced at Ben, who looked at Crotty inquiringly. Everyone looked at each other, shocked by Rodman's desperate counterattack, and Rodman himself who survived the disaster. ... He stood up, pushed aside the staff, and kicked Sprewell who was lying on the ground.

"You are a fool, harming me?"

"Kick you to death, I will kick you to death!"

"Get up, fight me, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

"Damn it, let you step on the horse and hurt me. I will fuck you every time I see you from now on!"

He kicked Sprewell just as he was cursing, and the staff couldn't hold him back. After Rodman kicked Sprewell several times, he was finally surrounded by staff and forced him to Pushed to the sidelines, Li Shengli, Barkley, Big Ben, and Crotigo listened to the overwhelming boos in the Madison Garden Arena with grim expressions.

"Damn, Li, you..." Rodman was in shock. Beating Sprewell just now was more like venting his emotions, but now he almost cried when he saw Li Shengli again.

"You are riding a horse...ah~~I beg you, let me hit someone directly if something like this happens in the future. Don't torment me anymore. I really...I really can't stand it anymore~~"

"Who told you to run slowly?" Buckley rolled his eyes.

"Damn, everyone ran away, you were the only one holding me back, who do you blame?" Ben also gave in to the greedy Rodman, and almost got himself involved just for one more sneaky elbow, but after one glance, he was already Sprewell, who was being carried on a stretcher and being whipped, asked: "Do you think... is this bastard so durable? It seems that his right foot is just a little lame from being fucked by the boss?"

"Fuck, wasn't my hard work in vain? I didn't even defeat him!" Rodman yelled.

"It's almost done. I'm almost half alive. Let's save half for now!" Buckley's face was cold.

At this moment, Kobe had already led his teammates to rush over. When he came over and heard the voices of Rodman and Barkley, his whole body became Spartan. After all, he had never seen such a ruthless ruthless person.

The Five Evils of the Lakers?

Opening your mouth will kill you, right?

Kobe's face was shocked. Barkley glanced at Li Shengli and nuzzled at Li Shengli, indicating that Li Shengli would provide psychological counseling for the young man. Li Shengli probably understood what Kobe was thinking, but it was Rodman who spoke first.

"Boy, don't look like that."

"Holy shit, I just..."

"Shut up. If he doesn't lie down, you might have to lie down. What we did..." Rodman scratched his head and turned to ask Crotty: "Hey, Ben, Crotty, what did you say? What did you say?"

"Hey, we don't accept provocation, because we are the ones who can fight best!"

"Violence, free will guaranteed, uninterrupted by any factors!"

"Listen..." Rodman patted Kobe on the shoulder and continued: "This should be the Lakers' declaration of battle. All we do is purify the entire league. There are a few of you. If you don't believe me, just ask Li. He must be thinking about asking someone to continue beating that bastard now, although he has never admitted it..."

"Shut up!" Li Shengli's old face darkened and he cursed Rodman for not being able to say anything nice. He turned to Barkley and whispered: "Rodman has taken care of the matter, now it's your turn." Now that you've performed, I'll give you a helping hand to save some people from gossiping about you."

To be honest, Sprewell was a bit crazy, but the words he used to slander Barkley's "confused ring" still put a thorn in Barkley's heart. And Barkley glanced at Li Shengli... He had never Have you ever thought about meeting a perfect teammate like Li Shengli in the fifteenth year of your career?

"Okay!" Buckley said simply.

"There is now one and a half quarters left, and you still have to rest for half a quarter. We only have one quarter left."

"I don't care, thank you in advance, I have never..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Just hurry up and take your time."