NBA Dynasty Sniper

The TV camera turned again, this time to an interview with Barkley.

"Wow, what is ESPN trying to do? Are you going to punish me?" It was all about an interview collection of him, and Zhao Dong was very upset.

"Asshole, does he still dare to say that I hold my thigh? I have injured more than 20 games this season, and I have entered my twilight years. Is there anything wrong with pursuing my professional dream at the end of my career? Damn Feilong, I curse him for the rest of my life You can't win a championship."

Facing the camera, Barkley said with a look of grief and indignation.

"Feilong, it's fine if you say that the postman is not qualified, and you dare to say that I am not qualified to select the best team. I remember you, and I will smash your backboard. You wait for me."

Facing the camera, Oakley barked his teeth and yelled.

"Asshole, he hurt me and I only played fifty games. This is a conspiracy against me. I am here to say something, the Knicks better not make the finals, if they are defeated by Lady Luck If you are lucky, then the goddess of luck must be the goddess of bad luck in disguise."

Facing the camera, Karl Malone roared.

As soon as the camera was closed and he returned to the live broadcast room, the sanctimonious host smiled and said, "Judging from these interviews, Feilong's popularity is really not very good. He goes around provoking these respected superstars, and then increases attention for himself. But everyone's eyes are discerning. He didn't win the best rookie. This is proof, because no one likes him.

Here I give him a suggestion, keep your head down and be a man, this is the United States, this is not a place where you can be arrogant. Well, we haven't interviewed the Bulls yet, we'll continue next time. "

"To Nima."

Zhao Dong directly smashed the mobile phone on the TV screen, with a bang, the Motorola mobile phone was fine, but the screen was broken.

"You want me to bow my head and be a man, unless the Statue of Liberty falls, maybe I can mourn for you for three seconds." He cursed.

Twenty minutes later, he appeared outside the hotel, where a group of reporters were squatting on him, and when they saw him, they immediately surrounded him.

He said coldly to the microphones and cameras of the media: "I want to say a word to that idiot host of ESPN sports news, I survive here by my strength, not by my opponent's popularity. I want to keep my head down and be a man." , your brain is broken."

"Feilong, what happened?"

"What did you hear?"

"What did ESPN do?"

The reporters immediately became excited,

Various questions were raised.

"Look at the ESPN sports news just now, you will understand." Zhao Dong left the hotel and drove away after finishing speaking.

On the 26th, the G2 game between the Knicks and the Magic started.

Madison Square Garden is still shining brightly.

Zhao Dong had a quasi-triple-double in the G1 game. He ranked first in the team in terms of statistics and efficiency, and even the best performance in all playoffs. His status among Knicks fans is getting higher and higher. Yes, the fans' expectations for him and this season are getting higher and higher. When he led the team to play, the cheers and shouts swept through the arena like a tsunami, and it lasted for a long time.

After greeting the fans, Zhao Dong was about to warm up when he suddenly saw a close-up of a beautiful woman on the hanging screen, his eyes lit up.

Long hair with a burgundy shawl, blue eyes, and an oval face with soft lines, in line with oriental aesthetics, it should be a mixture of white and yellow races.

Under the cover of the girl's red dress, she still looks very good, with a temperament like a rose, filled with fragrance but with disturbing thorns, her skin is more than snow, beautiful and gentle, sitting there like a princess, without There was no movement, but it attracted the attention of the audience.

This was a higher grade than the Irina he wanted to date, at least two grades higher, an absolute goddess-level beauty.

However, he read a familiar taste from this girl, loneliness.

Although he was accompanied by his parents in his previous life, he never had a family until his death. He had no beloved person and no children. Loneliness was something he had to taste every day, and he was very familiar with this taste.

Although the girl was sitting on the sidelines of Madison Square Garden, she was as out of place with the surrounding environment as if she was sitting alone in a thousand-year-old castle.

"found it."

On the sideline seat in the middle of the home and away team's bench, he walked over immediately.

Seeing Zhao Dong walking towards her, Aiweier Lindsay fixed her eyes on her face without any surprise, she was used to this kind of thing.

She stared at the approaching Zhao Dong with a calm look. She didn't want to pay attention to it, but unexpectedly discovered that there was a taste in the eyes of this man who was cheered by all the Knicks fans that she was very familiar with.

She knew that she was very sensitive, and at this moment she was sure that this man with the reputation of being a romantic was actually quite a lonely person.

"very strange!"

She became curious about Zhao Dong.

"Hey, beauty, hello, do you want to get acquainted?" Zhao Dong stretched out his hand very enthusiastically.

"Avril Lindsay."

Lindsay reached out and shook Zhao Dong with a soft voice.

"Miss Lindsay, are you... a fan of us?" Zhao Dong looked at Lindsay, but didn't see any Knicks logo.

"Sorry, I'm a fan of Anfernee Hardaway, I like his style of play." Avril Lindsay smiled.

"oh."

Zhao Dong nodded, it turned out to be someone else's goddess, so he had to grab it.

"Who do you think will win today?" he asked.

"I think it's magic." Lindsay laughed.

"Crack, click..."

Some media reporters came over and started taking pictures.

At the same time, the live camera also moved Zhao Dong and Lin Sai onto the hanging screen at the same time.

"She is so beautiful, like a princess."

"Is it a Hollywood star?"

"It's so beautiful, I really want to know her name."

"Her temperament is so charming, I bet she must be an aristocrat from Europe!"

Many people at the scene stared at Lindsay and began to discuss.

"Want to bet?" Zhao Dong laughed.

"What's the bet?"

Avril Lindsay was as alert as a rabbit.

"Whoever loses will have dinner with the other party." Zhao Dong laughed.

Avril Lindsay bit her lips like rose petals, her bright eyes cast a slight glance at Zhao Dong, this bad guy is such a scoundrel, he will have dinner with him even if he wins or loses?

This small movement of biting her lip made her burst into a very sexy atmosphere instantly, watching Zhao Dong's heart fluttered a little, and she felt like her index finger was moving.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement?" Zhao Dong laughed.

"Um."

Aviel Lindsay nodded generously.

Zhao Dong waved his hand and turned to warm up.

When he turned around, there was a feeling of reluctance growing in his heart.

Because standing with Lindsay gave him a feeling of being out of loneliness, and he wanted to continue to have that feeling.

At the beginning of the game, Zhao Dong won the jump ball and the Knicks attacked.

"The starters of both sides are still the same as the previous game. Flying Dragon crossed the center line to ask for the ball, and the Magic began to seek double-teams..." Bill Walton was commenting on the TNT live broadcast.

On the left wing, Zhao Dong forcibly crushed the defender Dennis Scott into the three-point line. At this time, the double-team came up, and he suddenly stepped back and shot a jumper from outside the three-point line.

"Shua!"

Splashes appeared and a three-pointer was hit.

"Beautiful step-back jumper, Feilong hit a three-pointer with the first ball. It seems that he feels very good today. This is a very good start."

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the on-site commentator began to explain.

"A top-notch step-back jumper, Feilong's offensive skills are getting better and better. But according to my observation, his outside post-up skills are rarely used, which will affect his ability to shoot in double-teams." Bill Wharton said.

"He knows all kinds of skills, turnaround jumper and turnaround jumper, these are occasionally used, but they are not often used, and the skills are not good enough. But he is only a rookie season. After two or three seasons, I believe he will use these skills. practiced."

Matt laughed.

"By then he will be a real big version of Barkley?" Bill Walton laughed.

"Yeah, oh, not necessarily right, maybe it's a big Michael Jordan?" Matt laughed.

"Ha ha……"

The two laughed out loud.

At this time in Chicago, the Bulls completed the G1 game last night, and the G2 game will start tomorrow. Tonight, Jordan made an appointment with Pippen to watch the game together, and happened to choose the Knicks.

"Matt's words are ridiculous, I believe he was just joking." Pippen said shaking his head.

"Why do I feel that this kid's step-back jumper is somewhat similar to my technical moves? Scotty, have you seen it?"

Jordan was puzzled.

"Really? I didn't pay attention." Pippen said.

The two of them didn't know that Zhao Dong's step-back jumper was really Jordan's technique.

"This kid won't be your fan, right? Just like the Lakers rookie named Kobe, practice according to your technical moves." Pippen guessed.

"Then I'd rather not have him as a fan."

When he thought of Kobe who said he could beat him in a heads-up, Jordan didn't have a good temper, let alone Zhao Dong, a guy who made trouble for him every day.

Madison Square Garden, half a quarter of the first quarter, 12:16, the Knicks led by 4 points and stopped the Magic.

Zhao Dong started the game with the same touch as the previous game, very good, he hit three of three shots, and scored 8 points.

"Hey, Aiweier, can I call you that?" Zhao Dong stopped in front of Lindsay and asked at the end of the game.

"Of course." Lindsay nodded slightly.

"You can think about what to eat, I need you to fulfill the bet tomorrow night." Zhao Dong smiled.

Ai Weier Lindsay gave Zhao Dong a blank look, but laughed like a little fox: "We don't seem to have agreed on a time for dinner, have we?"

Zhao Dong was stunned, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Miss Lindsay, I won't let you go. I feel that there is something about you that attracts me." After laughing, he smiled and walked towards the bench.

"Are you attracted? It seems to be."

Looking at Zhao Dong who left, Aviel Lindsay bit her rose petal-like lips again, with a dazed expression.

This game is very critical to the Magic. If they fall behind two to zero, the Knicks will get the match point, so they cannot lose.

After the timeout, the Magic put on a substitute forward, and then strengthened their defense again. Various defensive actions that challenged the referee's bottom line emerged in an endless stream.

Zhao Dong broke through with the ball, and two defenders rushed towards him.

After a sudden shake, he changed direction and inserted between the two. The substitute striker Bryan Evans who had just played was knocked down, and he was about to make a breakthrough.

But at this time, Brian Evans, who was falling to the floor, suddenly stretched out his left hand to stop Zhao Dong's feet, and with a bang, Zhao Dong fell to the floor.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle also sounded.

"ah!"

Lindsay on the sidelines exclaimed.

"What the hell! You bastard..."

Zhao Dong lay on the floor on his side, hugging his violent left knee and scolding endlessly.

"Hush!"

There were loud boos at Madison Square Garden, and a lot of cussing.

"My God, Zhao Dong fell on his knee." Zhang Lili's expression changed in the live broadcast of CCTV.

"Don't get hurt!" Sun Zhenping's voice trembled a little.

"I can't get up, there's something wrong." Ma Jian's expression was also not good.

"Back when the Bulls were playing against the Pistons, the Bad Boys used this defensive action on Jordan a lot. He also suffered a lot, but later he learned how to avoid touching his knees when he fell. Now it's the Dragon's turn. Just learn to behave and don't put his knees on the floor when he falls."

In the TNT live broadcast, Bill Walton laughed.

"It should have been injured, it depends on whether it is a flaw or something." Matt said.

"Damn it, don't break Dongdong." Li Meizhu said worriedly at Zhao Dong's home in Beijing.

"It's okay, it's okay, your Dongdong has been tight since he was a child." The person next to him immediately comforted him.

"damn it!"

Seeing Zhao Dong lying on the floor hugging his left knee and unable to get up, Van Gundy cursed angrily, turned his head and hooked his fingers at Larry Johnson who was on the bench.

"Get up, damn rookie, what are you pretending? I didn't touch you at all." Brian Evans, who knocked Zhao Dong down, stood beside him and cursed.

"boom!"

Oakley rushed up and punched Evans directly on the face, and he sat down on the floor amidst the pain.

"Don't be impulsive, Charles!"

Van Gundy was explaining how Larry Johnson played, and when he looked back at the fight on the field, he was so anxious that he immediately yelled loudly.

"Fuck them!"

When Larry Johnson saw it, he rushed up.

He didn't have a share in the previous fights, but this time the opportunity came, and he was very active.

"Damn it!"

Van Gundyla didn't hold back, and cursed angrily.

"Do not fight!"

Zhao Dong felt less pain at this time, and was about to get up, when he saw that a fight started, even Larry Johnson rushed up and shouted loudly.

This is not the regular season. There is no problem with fighting in the regular season. He must be injured, but the fight in the playoffs is the most disadvantaged. In the last life, the Knicks and the Heat had problems fighting in the playoffs, which led to the loss of this series. Eliminated by the significantly weaker Heat.

At this time, several Magic players were chased and beaten by Oakley and Larry Johnson. They were not opponents at all. Fortunately, a team of security personnel came up and stopped the fight from continuing.

Then Zhao Dong was helped to the sidelines by the team doctor and staff, and began to do the examination.

The referee, on the other hand, began to make penalties.

For the Magic, Brian Evans, who tripped Zhao Dong, was sent off for a second-degree malicious foul.

For the Knicks, Oakley and Larry Johnson were also directly sent off, and the grumpy John Starks also participated in the fight and was also directly sent off.

In addition, Ewing was sentenced to a first-degree malicious foul, and he also did it, but the result was not great and it was not very conspicuous.

Five starters, three sent off, one injured, and only one Ewing left.

"Ma's."

Sitting on the floor beside the court, Zhao Dong looked at the three teammates who were kicked out of the court, and gave the Magic a very hateful look.

"Hush!"

Seeing their two starters and the most important inside substitute being sent off, the Knicks fans booed and threw a lot of debris on the Magic bench in hatred.

"How is it, is it serious?" Van Gundy asked his teammates while wiping his sweat.

Next to him was a group of management, even the boss James Dowland came down from the private room, staring at the team doctor with a serious face.

"I hit a big bone in the front. The problem shouldn't be too big. There is no problem with the tendons and ligaments. The biggest possibility is a hard injury, but there may also be a possibility of bone fracture. I suggest not to fight this time, and go to the hospital for an examination." The team doctor suggested.

Everyone's expression suddenly relaxed, it's not a serious injury. As for this game, they have not thought about winning.

But they didn't hold out hope, Zhao Dong couldn't give up, he just wanted to speak, when the system jumped out.

Sudden task: Ask the host to lead the team to win the game, and you will get a pair of iron knees of the hammer.

He was startled, and quickly asked: "System, who is the hammer? Will there be such a person in the NBA?"

"A certain parallel earth world's competitive sports overlord, dominates the NBA, NFL, and professional boxing rings, and has no injuries for life." The system prompted.

"Fuck me, I won't be injured for a lifetime, so awesome?"

Zhao Dong got excited and immediately got up from the floor.

"Be careful." The team doctor quickly supported him.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Dong pushed the team doctor away, jumped a few times on the spot, and shouted: "It's just a flaw, no problem, I can play, and I want to win them in this game."

The system has let him fight with injuries, so his injuries must be fine, and he can definitely fight. His attitude is very firm.

Everyone felt relieved when they saw that he could jump and dance.

"Feilong is fine, great!"

"This is the best news of the night."

"Damn Magic, only Feilong and Ewing are left, how will the game be played?"

"I can only let that guy, Alan Houston."

"I don't know how many games Oakley and the others will ban. Damn Magic, Oakley and the others should ban a few games before they leave the court. We are at a disadvantage."

In the auditorium, the fans also breathed a sigh of relief, discussing what to do next.

"Charles, the flying dragon's injury should be fine." In the locker room, Larry Johnson said.

"hope so."

Oakley looked at the TV screen and suddenly cursed bitterly: "Damn it, such a good opportunity this year was ruined by the Magic."

"The flying dragon shouldn't give up, right?" John Starks said.

"He is not a person who gives up." Shaking his head, Oakley said: "But we have no one to use, the game is hard to win!"

"well!"

Several guys who love to fight sighed.

"Hey, Dragon..."

When Zhao Dong was on the stage, he heard a soft voice calling him from the sidelines, and turned around to see that it was Aviel Lindsay.

"Win this game and you'll get a surprise."

Seeing Zhao Dong looking over, Lindsay smiled like a rose blooming, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Then get ready for your surprise."

Feeling that he had been injected with chicken blood, Zhao Dong said this with a smile, turned around and walked onto the court.

"It should be fine, great!"

Seeing Zhao Dong re-entering the stage, Zhang Lili was really relieved. \u003c/div\u003e