Chapter 286 O’Neal’s Grandma Is so Fierce

The war is about to break out.

Before the incident happened, no one thought that the atmosphere at the scene would be so tense, and no one thought that the 44th All-Star Game would be such a special event that a large-scale confrontation would break out in the hotel lobby. , and before the tense collision between the two camps, the neutral group led by Jordan stood aside, and the super giants around them looked surprised.

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"Michael, are you sure you don't care?" Pippen scratched his head. "Although I hate Karl Malone, Lee is still a good kid. I quite like him."

Tube?

How to deal with this matter?

If a group of rubbish players come to make trouble for Li Shengli, and Jordan goes up and slaps them several times for Li Shengli, no one dares to say anything. After all... He slapped Reggie Miller in the mouth last year, but it's different now. The people involved here There are too many, and the relationships in between are too complicated.

Oakley used to be his bodyguard, and the two had a good relationship. However, Oakley ruined Stockton for a season, resulting in one of the Big Three of Limas missing. This created a big feud with the Jazz, Li Shengli, and Malone. And they are not plastic brothers. Today's Jazz is simply synonymous with iron-bloodedness. They never suffer, so how could they let Oakley go.

Who can I help?

It’s not good to help anyone!

Jordan felt that he could only watch and not let the two groups fight.

The same situation applies to General David Robinson. Rodman is now the starting power forward of the Spurs and his right-hand man, but if you really want to say it... stand with the gangster camp that Ewing pulled up. The general is not willing.

Some people may say that he is the most cowardly, softest, and most faceless of the three veteran centers, but he knows it... he just wants to play quietly and not compete with the world.

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"What do you think?" Dameng asked the admiral next to him: "Don't you go and help Rodman? This is a good opportunity. This guy Li scored 72 points on your head. Are you sure you can bear it?" ?"

Old boy, are you full of bad ideas?

The admiral rolled his eyes at Dameng. The two were often compared and had no personal relationship. Dameng's somewhat joking words really made the admiral unhappy.

"72 points, so what? I also scored 71 points."

"It's different. You have to score 70+ points against a center at the same level before everyone will recognize you. Me, Lee, Ewing, and even O'Neal, barely including Mourning, if we do you Opponent, are you sure you can still score 70+ points?" Dameng said with a smile.

"Don't mock me like this. It's useless. I won't be angry." The general said with a cold face. He was lying to Dameng when he said he wasn't angry. In fact, his heart had already exploded. "Don't just talk about me. Do you think you can still keep the center?" The title of the first person? Look at Lee, look at O'Neal, maybe you will be beaten down soon, no, haha, it seems... you have been beaten down by Lee."

"Really? I don't care. Just think about the Spurs you led. How did they get beaten by the Jazz? You don't know it yourself?"

"This has nothing to do with you. You can try the power of Lee and Malone together, and then talk to me. If you can give me a top power forward, I can swear to everyone... The Spurs will dominate the entire league and establish a Spurs dynasty. !”

"Not enough Rodman?"

"No, it's not Rodman I want. Anyway... we'll see!"

"Go and dream. There is everything in the dream. The top power forward you want, the league championship you desire, everything you want is in the dream." Dameng ended the quarrel with one sentence, and the glider De Rexler, Human Movie Essence Wilkins, and Barkley looked at each other and laughed.

How can it be so easy to produce a top player?

The quality of the draft in the 1992 center year was terrible, but in fact it is not like this every year. There are too many parallel imports in the draft. If you don't pull them out, who knows whether the person selected is a person or a ghost?

Before a few people could say anything else, Ewing's camp and Li Shengli's camp finally met. Jordan said with a cold face to all the people watching the show, including the shivering rookie team in the corner: "They are meeting, get ready, I don't want to I saw blood here before the game."

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In the tense confrontation, the super gangster headed by Ewing finally walked in front of Li Shengli and others. With their numerical advantage, the faces of the players in this camp were full of joking and ridicule.

There are many people but few people, and everyone dares to do it, not to mention that the dozen or so people are all famous villains in the alliance, which makes Li Shengli and others feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

"Are you nervous? I didn't see you so nervous when you were in the spotlight?" Ewing's face was filled with a joking smile.

"This season is really full of good things, Karl, don't you think so?" Oakley followed up and said, "You Jazz have been in the limelight enough, you better thank me for letting Stockton rest, and then you will finally It's better to calm down, otherwise...someone will die in an ugly way."

Shall I kill you?

Malone was furious when he heard Oakley mention Stockton, "Asshole, who do you think you are? You are trash compared to statistics, but I will beat you to death first in a fight!"

Just when Ma Long was about to take action, Li Shengli pulled him back.

No matter where you are, it's always wrong to strike first. But now it's just trash talk outside the venue, and that's it. No one dares to be the first to strike yet.

"Oh, look at our new super center Li Shengli, he doesn't dare to take action? Why don't you play if you don't have the guts? Go home and play with women, you idiot!" After the two of them came Larry Johnson.

Compared with the previous game that had no sense of existence...the group of big guys standing next to him gave Larry Johnson the confidence to become arrogant, and his sarcasm made more than a dozen people laugh. The laughter was unusually harsh, arousing Li Shengli's nerves that were on the verge of exploding.

To be honest, he suffered more losses at the hands of Li Shengli than the burgers he ate. Not counting being beaten, the last All-Star was also screwed up by Li Shengli. Now is a good time to take revenge, and he was also screwed by Li Shengli. Ranbir and Thomas, who were beaten severely, also looked at Li Shengli with great excitement.

"Johnson, you said... if a dog finds its owner, is it no longer a dog?" Li Shengli said with a cold face, and suddenly shouted loudly, startling everyone, "Ah, can you tell me if you are riding a horse? , this dog...is it you?"

"And you, Ranbir, don't laugh, I'm afraid I can't help but beat you to death!" No one expected that Li Shengli would be so irritable under the high-pressure situation, and it wasn't over yet, he tilted his head and said to Thomas again One sentence, "And you, Thomas, get ready to retire. Don't play next season. If you play, I... will beat you!"

The atmosphere is contagious. Li Shengli sprayed three times, which hit O'Neal's blood on his head. He raised his fists and roared: "You bunch of trash, come on, come on, my grandma is better than you bunch of trash!"

"If it's okay, get out of here, don't get in the way!" Mourning sprayed the third one.

"Why are you standing here? Are you going to treat us to dinner? If you don't want to eat, get out!" Ma Long sprayed for the fourth time.

The trash talk of several people was flying all over the place, leaving no chance for the other side to interrupt. In the entire lobby, all the players and everyone in the circle were hearing blood from their ears...