Bulldozer of the NBA’s Restricted Area

Chapter 738 Peak Night and Post-Game Party

The yellow-green war in the late 1990s!

A round of the Legend of the Gods that pits three against four!

The Lakers' Triple Crown dynasty was achieved in an incredible way on this peak night.

And starting from the fourth game before... Not to mention Boston's Championship parade was always postponed, even Stern was wondering when it would be completed.

Of course, the tiebreaker is definitely the best and most perfect result, because the ratings of this final round simply set a league record, and after the seventh game, the awards can finally be arranged.

So for this reason, Stern came in person, watching the championship night with joy, thinking about how to weaken this Lakers dynasty that beat whoever they saw.

in addition……

In such an epic game, there are really many yellow and green celebrities in the long history. However, compared to Russell's Green Army camp, the Lakers celebrity group led by West is simply ecstatic. In time As soon as he finished walking and the game was over, he stood up and rushed onto the court.

West and Magic Johnson, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and Baylor hugged each other and cried. His old arms and legs were not slow in running, but they were still far behind the young and strong players.

Hey, there are so many people?

Yes, after all, we are the championship!

Look at these kids, how happy they are to win the championship?

Oh, I was so happy that I even picked up the folding bench on the bench, hahaha... hiccup...

What the hell are they doing? Magic Johnson yelled.

Celebrating...celebrating? It doesn't look like it! West was stunned.

Oops, run away, there's a fight, we old guys can't stand it! Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is usually boring and runs fast at critical moments, but Mr. Baylor was dumbfounded and sighed... It's great to be young, just do it. Just do it?

At the same time, the famous figures in the Green Army camp were also confused.

Larry Bird knew something was obviously wrong at the first glance. Because the Lakers won the championship, there was no reason for the Celtics to be so wild. Not to mention the gangsters who picked up the folding stools and even stepped out of the water fountain.

What the hell... are there so many people? Russell asked Auerbach to run first, for fear of rushing into the old man, but Larry Bird took one look at Barkley and immediately headed over. After all, Barkley was still When I was a rookie, I helped Dr. J fuck him.

Fuck, Bird, what are you doing!

Let me go, I'll go...

Save your energy, my God, don't you even look at those boys across from me!

Son of a bitch, run quickly, they are coming!

Fuck, who came up with this idea? You're such a thief, even the substitutes rushed in after the game?!

Similar to the celebrities in the front row, the whole audience wailed as soon as the game ended, and the fans glanced at the Lakers side... They must be excited after winning the championship. It is normal for everyone to rush on and celebrate on the court.

However, what surprised everyone was that the Celtics, who were the losers, also rioted at this time.

So in the center of the huge arena, only two waves of people rushed together, and the scene gathered into a sea of ​​joy... And a group of time managers, holding on to seconds, officially started the multi-player sport.

Barkley?!

O'Neal?!

I'll ride on my horse and kill you! Barkley rushed forward and knocked down O'Neal with a hug. After O'Neal was knocked down, he turned over and rode Barkley, which was an old punch.

Rodman, oh... what are you... standing on a horse and looking at? oh... come here... help me!

Come on, damn it, I don't dare to hit you O'Neal even if I'm earning a basic salary? Rodman rushed up and grabbed O'Neal by the neck and pulled him up from Barkley. He high-fived Barkley and replaced him. The man was pressing down on O'Neal and beating him, and if he still had some restraint, he would hit the meaty areas, until O'Neal's butt exploded.

You...fuck you! Kevin, Paul, come...come and kill...them! O'Neal couldn't stand it anymore and called Garnett and Pierce for rescue.

Just this time.

Garnett's face was rosy and shiny, and he thought to himself...it's okay to fight and retreat and engage in sneak attacks, but I can't do it if you ask me to attack him head-on. Brother, I'll help you stop the others!

As for young Pierce... As a first-year rookie, he had never seen such a big scene. Everyone panicked, glanced at Garnett, and asked at an alarming speed: Kevin, what should we do? Go up. ?

No, you can't go, brother. Those two people definitely don't want to play next season. We are different from him!

Ah? Are we so unloyal?

Fart, come on, follow me and you won't suffer! Garnett also spoke quickly and glanced at the surrounding Lakers army...

Looking for Li Shengli is basically like looking at the toilet with a microscope and seeing that there is shit everywhere. The league's number one kung fu coach never works in vain; it's not possible to look for a big boss, this bastard doesn't act like a human being; nor is it good to look for a lunatic like Crotty. It's not a problem, it's even more disgusting than Ben. As for looking for Kobe, Garnett is not willing to think about Li Shengli's defensive behavior, so the target can only be changed.

At this moment, the Lakers are acting collectively.

Anyway, he sneaked a few kicks first, and then he came up to celebrate. Fisher had this idea in mind, and waved the flag and cheered for the main force, which not only appeared to be more righteous, but also did not make people feel too timid or too shy, so he spoke He was shouting... rushing, killing, and fighting. He was spotted by Garnett just halfway through. He took Pierce up and knocked over Fisher.

What are you doing? Fisher panicked.

What are you doing? Fuck you! Garnett finally found someone to bully, Paul, come on!

Fuck you, Kevin, what are you... you guys doing? After being beaten, O'Neal took the time to look at his reinforcements. When he turned around, he found two two-meter-tall men chasing a 185-meter Fisherman. Beat.

Nonsense, Shaq, hold on, I'll stop this guy for you!

Oh, this guy is pretty fierce, Kevin, let's fight faster!

Okay, Shaq, just wait!

Garnett and Pierce also saw that Barkley and Rodman didn't kill him, so they called other teammates to help, while the two Gapi brothers chased Fisher.

Fisher... cried, really cried.

He didn't do anything, he didn't even get a kick when he came up, so he was caught and beaten by Brother Jiapi.

He couldn't understand why he was in such misery, and when he was about to call for help, he found that Li Shengli had led the team deep into the Celtics bench.

Damn it, Bruce Bowen, you stepped on the horse and still want to run?! Li Shengli led the team to surround the Celtics bench. At this time, it was time for everyone else to run away and rush to rescue O'Neal. Bruce Bowen's face turned purple.

Hold him down, hold him down, I'll hit him! Kobe's teeth itched with hatred.

What? Are you okay? Forget it. Don't be too imitated. Big Ben, come with me! Li Shengli was about to come forward before Kobe could speak, but Kobe roared angrily.

Damn it, if I follow you guys, can I still be considered a good person?

Crotty, hold him down for me!

Li, you guys block the camera for me, it will affect my image!

Okay... Horry, Fox, Eddie, Nick, Ben, let's go up, block it, don't take photos of Kobe! After Li Shengli shouted, Kobe pulled Crotty up, and Bruce - Bowen was pushed to the ground and beaten, and although Kobe could not be seen, Li Shengli led the team around the scene, which suddenly reminded the domestic fans who were watching the live broadcast of a movie line from a few years ago... Hey, ha, The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple!

Are you okay? Someone's here to start a fight!

Okay, let's call it a day!

Go see Barkley and the others!

At this time, the scene was in chaos.

Everyone originally thought it was just a celebration carnival by the Lakers, but what they didn't expect was that the two sides started fighting right after the game, adding a rich and colorful touch to this battle of gods, but... Li Shengli led the team to attack the Blues. - Bowen's action took away too many main players, and also forced away the Celtics' bench army to rush to support O'Neal, causing Barkley and Rodman's local battlefield to turn from victory to defeat, and even the short-legged Fisher was involved. Er was also pulled together and beaten in a circle.

Although Barkley, who realized his dream overnight, didn't care, Rodman and Fisher were really miserable.

Of course, what was even worse was the president Stern who came to the scene. The league players fought in front of him, and he was so angry that he almost suffered from cerebral congestion... Because on the peak night of the finals, he could still continue to work after the game, which was completely unheard of in the history of the league. Nothing like this has ever happened!

But it’s not strange to say it’s strange, it’s not strange to be surprised, after all, three and four are beaten out.

From heaven to hell, it would be strange if the Celtics were not crazy, but on the other side... from hell to heaven, coupled with fierce competition, huge intensity, terrible away games, and annoying fans, it would not be surprising to have a fight. .

Just now...

How is this horse riding going to end?

There have never been so many weird things happening in the alliance so far!

Stern's head was exploding at this moment. With tears in his eyes, he tried his best to wipe the butts of these gangsters. If under normal circumstances, they should be punished, but the problem now is...he is not sure about what will happen tonight. How bad the impact would be, how much impact it would have on the league, and with so many butts on the field, he could only pinch his nose and pick up the big ones and wipe them away.

I couldn't stand it anymore and went to sleep...

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