Kobe Bryant through time

Chapter 29 The Return of the King

The whistle sounded, and the Suns player Neal made a malicious foul.Perhaps sick and weak, coupled with Neil's throat-locking skill, Ling Yu was caught off guard, his head hit the floor heavily, he couldn't breathe immediately, and passed out.The team doctor on the sidelines ran over carrying a stretcher, and the Lakers players also surrounded him with worried eyes.

"Bryant." The team doctor called Kobe softly, and there was another squeeze on his chest.However, it was obviously useless, Ling Yu's face was still dark, and there was no sign of waking up, the team doctor hurriedly carried Ling Yu on a stretcher and carried him out.

There was silence in the arena, everyone's eyes were on Ling Yu, and their hearts were full of terror and worry.At this moment, a player from the Lakers ran to the Suns bench.

"FUCK. Damn it." Johnson gritted his teeth, charged over with his eyes staring at Lie Yan Lie Yan (raging flames), and pushed the Suns player Neil back a few steps.However, Johnson seemed unwilling to do so, and rushed forward with a murderous look.Neil also regained his composure. He also had a violent temper, and the anger in his heart was ignited at once. He glared at Johnson angrily, and pushed back.

"Asshole. Are you courting death?"

As he said that, Neil also rushed over, without the slightest fear, and continued to push Johnson.A fierce fight seemed to be about to break out. The players from the Lakers and the Suns rushed up, but it was too late, and Johnson had already punched him.

"Fuck. Tell you to choke your throat."

Neil also didn't expect it. He was punched hard in the chest by Johnson, and he breathed heavily and took a few steps back.

"Johnson, what are you doing, Fuck, stop." Fisher yelled and hugged Johnson, and the others also pulled Johnson.However, now Johnson is like a crazy beast. He broke away from Fisher's pull and rushed towards Neil.At this time, Neil also regained his composure, and wrestled with Johnson who rushed over.

"FUCK."

Players from both sides rushed up, and the entire stadium was in chaos.The referee rushed up and stood between the two of them. The Lakers player quickly grabbed Johnson, while the Suns player pushed Neal back.

"Is it interesting to fight with these girls?" Moore asked.Harrison stopped Neil and said.

"Bastard! What are you talking about?" Johnson became angry again, staring at Moore.Harrison, I'm going to kill again.The Lakers players hurriedly stopped him, and the coach also ran over.

"Fuck. Get back to me," the coach yelled, following the players and pushing Johnson back to the bench.The Suns also pressed Neil.

The situation had subsided, and the referee's whistle sounded again.

Johnson, Fisher, Neal ejected.

The Lakers players were stunned for a while, and Fisher was even more puzzled, his face was full of confusion, he was obviously dismantled, so why was he expelled.Fisher didn't understand, so he hurried over to ask the referee to argue.

"I wanted to stop Johnson, not to fight, why did I expel him?" Fisher said with an innocent face, spreading his hands.

"Who knows if you're going to fight or hurdle." The referee ignored it.Seeing that the team was about to expel two people at once, the coach of the Lakers couldn't sit still and strode towards the referee.

"Fuck. He's going to fight, don't you have eyes on your ass?" The coach also became angry, talking trash.

The referee was also angry, picked up the whistle, and blew it again.

The coach of the Lakers attacked the referee maliciously and was expelled from the game.

The audience was stunned again. Today's referee is destined to be the protagonist.The coach of the Lakers stared wide-eyed. He never expected that the referee would make such a penalty. He froze for a moment. Then, the coach stretched out his thumb to the referee, clapped his hands, and walked to the court without looking back.Fisher also repeated this action, walked out of the court, and Johnson followed Fisher out.The stadium suddenly returned to calm.

The Lakers suddenly lost three main players, and the coach was also expelled from the field. Seeing that the team was leaderless, the assistant coach hurried to step up and command the team.

Although the Suns also had players expelled, Neal was only a marginal player on the team, and his expulsion had little impact on the team and was insignificant.

The whistle sounded and the game continued.

"Play hard, let go of it." The assistant coach ordered, sighed and sat down.Losing three main players and falling behind by a big score, the assistant coach has given up and just wants to hold out until the end of the game, praying not to lose too badly.

Sure enough, the Lakers, who had lost their three main players, seemed to be in a state of disunity and lost their ground, just waiting to be slaughtered by the Suns.Watching all this, the assistant coach buried his head between his legs.

After three quarters, the Lakers only scored 56 points while the Suns scored 97 points. Looking at the score, the assistant coach couldn't even get angry. He sighed deeply and said, "Let's play hard, everyone. One quarter and it's over."

The Lakers bench was dead silent, everyone was listless, with depressed expressions on their faces.The assistant coach looked at the timer and said helplessly, "The fourth quarter will start in half a minute. Will we lose 70 points?"

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, players from both sides took to the field.However, there were two expressions. The Lakers players all lowered their heads and were not at all energetic, while the Suns all held their heads high, as if they were confident.

At this moment, a person came out from the player tunnel and walked straight to the Lakers' bench. The whole audience looked over. There was silence at first, followed by applause like a wave.

"I want to play." Ling Yu looked at the astonished assistant coach with firm eyes.

"Bryant, you."

"I'm fine. The game is about to start, and I'm going to play." Ling Yu interrupted the assistant coach and looked at the court.

At first, he had no hope, but with Ling Yu's return, the seeds of hope emerged again.The assistant coach hurriedly said, "Then you go on the field."

Ling Yu ran onto the court, and the audience burst into applause again.

"Bryant, you're back." Camp, who couldn't hold back his excitement, ran over with a bear hug, and other players also came over.

Ling Yu patted Kemp on the back and said: "The game has started, let's play hard." After speaking, Ling Yu ran to the backcourt, caught the ball and advanced.

"You're really good!" Nash stretched out his thumb to Ling Yu, and then pushed up.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Ling Yu looked serious, dribbled the ball, stared at Nash, and observed his teammates' running positions from the corner of his eye.Suddenly, Ling Yu took a cross step, picked up a feint, dodged past Nash, then received the ball, turned around, layup, and the ball scored.

The audience once again burst into roaring applause and shouted slogans.

"Bryant, come on!"

Ling Yu was not distracted, and tensed his nerves to defend.

"Stand up! Joint defense."

"it is good."

The return of Ling Yu reunited the Lakers, who were originally dispirited.On the contrary, the Suns players seemed to be overwhelmed by Ling Yu's return like a king. They hesitated to play the ball, afraid of their hands and feet, and did not dare to attack.

The Lakers backcourt ball.Ling Yu received the kicked ball, and without stopping for a moment, he went straight to the bottom of the Suns basket. Against the defense, he pulled the bar and scored the ball.

The audience cheered again.

After two consecutive attacks, the momentum of the Lakers suddenly rose, and the players gritted their teeth and roared angrily.It stands to reason that the Suns should call a timeout at this time to interrupt the Lakers' offense.However, perhaps because of the big lead, the coach of the Suns didn't call a timeout, and surprisingly, he didn't even roar.

"Kamp. We will try our best to chase points." Ling Yu whispered to Camp, and then threw himself into a tense defense.

The Suns were still hesitant to attack. Ling Yu had a quick eye, cut off the Suns' ball, went up the frontcourt, and scored two more points.

"Attack, attack." The Suns coach yelled, sat back again, and still didn't call a timeout.

The Lakers, who played with momentum, were perfect on both ends of the offense and defense. They contained the Suns' offense, and launched a chase by themselves, narrowing the score a little bit, and the momentum is still booming.

Looking at the situation on the court, the coach of the Suns suddenly panicked. Could this rhythm be reversed?

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