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Chapter 346 The Villain's Commendation Ceremony

At this time, the court, although it was just the beginning of the last quarter, was already in chaos. The referees were also confused at first, and when they came back to their senses, Oakley had already been 'killed'...

The first wave was backboard scissor kicks and Li Shengli's knees, but when he turned around, he was slapped and slapped by Darren Morningstar.

The second wave turned around and shot the elbow, blasting Li Shengli's ribs with all his strength, and Li Shengli kicked him in the face with a mid-range kick. His foot was as big as a boat. When he kicked off, his nose bleeds.

As for the third wave, it was a shame, because when he wanted to bring Sean Green down, he let Sean Green sit on his face. Qi and blood surged up, and the two nostrils probably became outlets for venting, directly prostrating!

Huh, so warm?

Sean Green only felt a heat flow under his buttocks, and when he got up, Oakley's face was completely distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body exuded murderous aura, but the fans in the audience were staring at his ass , Even the cameraman gave a close-up of the buttocks to show how tragic Oakley's injury was.

It's just that this picture is really... embarrassing with a little bit of surprise, because Oakley's nosebleed soaked Sean Green's pants, and the bright red lump is arousing imagination.

what is this?

Menstrual Warrior, Sean Green? !

……

At this time, Oakley didn't know whether he was stunned by anger or had a severe concussion. He didn't move for a long time, but Ewing really couldn't calm down, "You... these sons of bitches, give me... to die!"

Ewing lost his temper?

No, no, no!

Pat Riley was going crazy, yelling at several Knicks players on the field, telling them to hold Ewing, and this point did not need the coach to remind, Starks led someone to hold Ewing.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! If you throw a punch, you will lose everything. If you are sent off, you won't even have a chance to take revenge, and you won't even be able to fight in the next round!" Starks didn't want to show weakness, and turned his voice Pressed to the bottom, but the furious Ewing didn't care about it at all.

"Shut up, they are all so dirty, who can bear it?!"

"They're dirty? This..." Starks' current position, some words are really hard to say, even as a teammate, he must admit that Oakley is the first to play dirty tricks, and the opponent is passive. Fighting back is completely a matter of the boss not talking about the second, and even the Jazz is more reasonable.

However, if he really wanted to say such things, he wouldn't have to hang out in Knicks anymore, and he just felt that... If you want to be a villain, then don't complain about injustice, just swallow it if you smash your teeth and get some blood on it!

……

Seeing Oakley's miserable exit from the Knicks side, and his teammates standing still, the weak hearts of the home fans seemed to have been severely ravaged by the visiting team of the Jazz.

Gangs of New York?

The always-feared gangsters of New York!

He was overthrown by the Salt Lake City Legion at the door of his house?

Probably the only thing that can save them face is the referee's whistle, and the referee "lived up to everyone's expectations", selectively ignoring Oakley's violation of Li Shengli, but blew Li Shengli as a second-level criminal, and directly sentenced him to leave the field .

This time, the Knicks led by Ewing couldn't move anymore, because even if Oakley was carried away, half of his mission was completed. At least he replaced Li Shengli, allowing the Knicks to see the dawn of victory.

When the timeout came back, the point difference was 21 points.

In the first round of the Knicks' offense, Darren Morningstar allowed them to score two free throws. In the second round, the Jazz's offense caught up to 17 points in one fell swoop because of Li Shengli's offense.

To this end, Pat Riley danced and Jerry Sloan went into a rage.

Fortunately, there were 8 and a half minutes left in the game. Sloan replaced all three bodyguards, and the main players came out. Felton, Benoit, Tyrone, Frehenlis and Crotty were on the field. , It is not expected to expand the territory, but it is not too difficult to hold the high ground of 17 points.

As for Li Shengli and Ma Long... one was sent off and the other was slightly injured. The game has nothing to do with the two brothers for the time being. They walked side by side to the locker room, leaving an old man Sloan behind to wipe his butt.

……

"How is it, brother, are you having fun?" Malone bumped into Li Shengli while walking, even though there were overwhelming curses from the home fans, it didn't affect his beautiful mood.

"I was sent off, and you still ask me if I'm happy? Didn't you see that I was also elbowed by him." Li Shengli rolled his eyes. In fact, the ribs under his armpit were still hurt by Oakley's elbow. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kicked Oakley in the face desperately.

"Nonsense, do you really think that Oakley has a useless physique like Lambiel? But that's good, at least he won't be retired by you like Lambiel, and we still have a chance to play with him."

Malone curled his lips, even if he annoyed Oakley, he had to admit that this guy's physical fitness was really good, far beyond what Lambiel could match, and what he could see in this game was that he and Li Shengli were eating in Oakley's hands Fortunately, not to mention the more difficult Stockton, fortunately...Oakley has no good end.

"Okay, let's go, we have nothing to do here!" Li Shengli waved his hand and walked to the locker room.

"Do you think this match is stable? There is nothing serious about my arm, maybe I can play a dozen in a while." Ma Long was worried.

"Nonsense, if you think you can get in if you want, you have to let the old man let you go! Don't look, the old man won't let you go even if you lose, and 17 points is not so easy to chase. It doesn’t have to be a loss, even if we lose, we can bring it back in the next game, it doesn’t make any difference!” Li Shengli smiled.

"Okay! But this time, Duff, Darren, and Sean have done a good job. You said that we are the boss, do you want to..." Malone smiled. Since Li Shengli, he has never I didn't feel that the game would be so easy, but Li Shengli smiled when he thought of a few teammates.

One fence with three stakes, one hero with three gangs!

If it weren't for Darren Morningstar's teammates rushing fiercely, he might be like Malone, and he would really have to be folded in Oakley's hands, so Li Shengli also thought about it, even if he begged the old man, he would have to take his brothers with him. Show your face once and do a good job.

Malone: ​​"How?"

Li Shengli: "Let's join forces, the next game will send the guys...God!"

Malone: ​​"A commendation meeting for jazz villains? It's not very nice!"

Li Shengli: "It doesn't matter if he is a villain or not, you and John are both so stinky, why do you still care about your reputation?"

Malone: ​​"We stink? Do you still think you are a good person?"

Li Shengli: "Aren't I?"

Malone: ​​"Obviously, you don't look like a nice guy on a horse!"

Li Shengli: "..."

(End of this chapter)