Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 132 Postdoctorate in Virology!Virus VS Poison
The camera flies to Portland 5 days ago.

"Scalpel...why hurry up..."

Anxious doctors rushing back and forth...

The head of the attending doctor holding the knife was constantly sweating...

"SHIT!" A few people in suits and leather shoes waited impatiently outside the door. Although the result was obvious, many people comforted each other with optimism...

There is a man lying on the operating table, the last hope of the Portlanders this season - Greg Oden, who Russell called the "heir to the mantle of the traditional center".

...

Earlier this season, the Portlanders had lost their soulmate, Brandon Roy.

Obviously, players who have undergone meniscus removal surgery may even have a big problem walking in the future. How can they survive in such a fiercely competitive major league?
Therefore, this season's most highly anticipated "Beat-LA" Portland Youth Guards exist in name only...

Many experts have said that the Blazers' ability to enter the playoffs is considered the best answer. Even if Roy refuses to give up, actively accepts treatment and wants to come back in the playoffs, no one is optimistic about it...

In the autumn of critical survival, the third-year Oden the Great stood up, played consecutive All-Star-level dominance data, led the young Portland Trail Blazers to maintain a 60% winning rate, continued to move forward, and was elected Player of the Week for the first time in the last week of December...

For a while, many people were optimistic about this young center, believing that he could inherit the mantle of a traditional center and rule the league in the future, and won the first championship trophy for Portland.

Even the NBA legend, Oscar Robertson, stood up to praise this young center of the new generation-"In this guy, I can vaguely see the figure of Wilt Chamberlain..."

It’s just that the Portlanders still haven’t gotten out of the nightmare that has lingered in the center of the Rose Garden in recent years. In late January, Portland played against the Heat at home. Facing the Heat without the Flash, the Young Guards played their inside advantage. Whether it was the Spaniard Fernandez or Aldridge, they scored frequently under the support of Oden, just like picking out something...

Soon the score was drawn, and the Young Guards also began to play very easily...

Just a normal transition, with fans all over the Rose Garden Center letting out their incredible voices…

Oden took off as usual, grabbed the rebound, and fell hard to the ground...

My left knee is inexplicably injured, my God, why! ! !
He had been seriously injured against the Rockets before, and was called the curse of "Mutombo" (Uncle Mu was reimbursed for his career.)
And today Oden fell on the court again...

As Oden lay unable to get up in the Rose Arena, his teammates moved uneasily around him while fans chanted his name and prayed for him.

After the game, Brandon Roy, who had already become a spectator in a suit and leather shoes, said in an interview that Oden apologized to him when he was injured and was carried out of the court, and kept his head down.After learning of his injury diagnosis, Oden told his teammates in the locker room that he was sorry for disappointing them.

As a starter this season, Oden's average per game has risen to 11 points and 7 rebounds.Even after Roy was injured, the whole person ushered in the explosive period of his career. This was a season that allowed him to rebuild his confidence, but the ruthless injury knocked him down again...

Pritchard, general manager of the Blazers, held a press conference about Greg Oden. At the press conference, Pritchard was very frustrated, his voice trembled, and he was close to tears.He referred to Oden's injury as "a punch in the stomach."

"Every time you lose a player like Greg, you're not as good as you used to be." Pritchard said, and then his expression suddenly turned sharply, and his angry eyes made every media and reporter who captured the scene feel a little strange: "Some people... Yes, they use some unconventional means to manipulate the game... Yes, I know that everything is business here, but I want to tell you that we will never give in!"

The very interesting speech made every media reporter present look at each other in dismay. Although the last paragraph was spontaneously edited by major media, according to some gossip, a thorough investigation team assigned by the Portland police and the NBA visited the Rose Garden Center the next day. According to the staff working in the Rose Center, people were panicked in those few days...

"Did that guy do it?" Pritchard held his hands tightly, trembling all over...

"Um…"

Seeing the other party nodded affirmatively, the general manager of Portland closed his eyes angrily...

"Chris-Enchanted, a Canadian, one of the top five famous assassins in sports and sports, a postdoctoral fellow in virology in California, has been among the top five in terms of rewards for a long time..."

"When they found a virus injected into Oden's left knee, I guessed who it was..."

"Then what are you going to do? Do you know who his employer is?"

...

Turn back now!

When Qing Weasel Hermit glared at Olajuwon tirelessly, and slowly walked towards Enchanted, who was facing the wall with his back, a strange smile appeared on the face of this experienced assassin...

"Fix me in 1 minute? Hehe... You idiots who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, do you know who I am?" Enchanted suddenly opened his mouth to Qing Itachi...

"I don't care who you are... I only know that your Chinese is terrible!" The Taoist laughed, and then the whisk in his hand was ready to go...

"I'm one of the five famous assassins in the international arena. Do you know how many games in the Olympic Games are controlled by me! Hahaha...Go to hell!" He took the lead in stabbing with a blunt weapon. Qing Itachi just saw a flash of cold light, and hurriedly turned his head to the side, and a few strands of black hair slipped from his temples...

Uh, this smell... When the cold light hit, Qing Itachi suddenly smelled a foul smell...

Dangerous!

Damn, this foreigner seems to be very weak. The weapons he used from the time he first entered the house to the present are all poisonous things... If he touches him even a little bit, I'm afraid his life will be ruined... Qing Itachi thought to himself.

It was too late to say that, Taoist Qing Were took advantage of Enchanted's foothold and let out a "drink", and threw the whisk away, but the other party didn't even look at it, and greeted Qing Were's whisk with one hand, and stabbed Qing Were's abdomen with the other hand!

I wipe!Desperate style!This guy is indeed a desperado!
Taoist Qing Were resolutely dodged to the side, and the desperate stab finally cut a hole in his waist...

"Huh...huh..."

The two glared at each other face to face at the same time, Enchanted supported the right arm that was injured by the dust fly, while Qing Itachi looked at the slightly scratched wound on his waist...

"Haha... you lost bastard!" Enchanted suddenly laughed wildly, pointing at the Qing Itachi hermit opposite and yelling: "Didn't you finish me in a minute? Fuck you, hurry up and die, it's your turn next, Olajuwon!"

what happened? !Even Olajuwon, who was watching the battle, didn't know what to do. One was just scratched and had a little skin trauma, and the other had a hand that was crippled.
"Damn it..." Qing Itachi was already in a half-squat position, barely standing up. The guy in front of him, who claims to be a top 5 assassin, really has a lot of strength...

He seemed to have regretted his impulsiveness just now. Before he knew the true strength of his opponent, it was common sense for him to fight with Olajuwon.

He's having trouble even blinking...

It's the polio virus!This virus often invades the human central nervous system, damages the motor nerve cells in the anterior horn of the spinal cord, and causes flaccid paralysis of the limbs...

Infection with this virus is more common in children in reality, so it is also called polio...

It can be seen that this is an improved version of Enchanted, a postdoctoral fellow in virology in California...

"How is it! You can't move anymore! Hehe..." At this time, Enchanted was very happy. Although he didn't know who the strangely dressed guy in front of him was, he vaguely felt that this guy had a lot of background... "If you don't have my antidote, you should report to God obediently! Haha..."

"I don't know God..." Suddenly, Qing Weasel Hermit stood up again in front of everyone. He rhymed deeply, and said solemnly again: "I don't believe in Jesus either... All I know is that your little tricks, viruses, etc., are like kindergarten children playing house in front of me..."

Enchanted was furious when he heard the words, and then suddenly returned to his cynical look: "Hey... I'll see how long you can be brave..."

Cold sweat fell from his forehead, but Taoist Qing Were was still talking and laughing happily: "Really? Rather than worrying about me so much, you should worry about yourself... Didn't you realize that you have lost the sense of pain!"

"what!"

Enchanted woke up suddenly. He looked at his right arm in a panic. Although it was unscathed, after all, it suffered such a severe blow and fractured, but he couldn't even feel any pain...

"What's going on! What... What did you bastard do to me!" He became hysterical, and his human-shaped face was almost distorted...

The scene suddenly reversed, and even Olajuwon began to be a little surprised...

Just listening to Qing Itachi slowly say: "You have already been in Pindao's 'Hook Kiss', maybe you should say its scientific name - Heartbroken Grass! Maybe your virus can shock Pindao's nerves, but Pindao's poisonous weeds can kill your nerves... first strip the pain of your nerve endings, then your vision, then your senses... and finally the neurons are broken!"

"Impossible!" Enchanted beat his right arm repeatedly, and he was surprised to find that no matter how hard he used, he really couldn't feel any pain...

"Bastard... what... when!" He fell to his knees in despair, twitching all over his body...

"When did I lose!"

"Now!"

In a blink of an eye, Qing Itachi rushed over, snatched the sharp blade from his hand, and then punched Enchanted's face hard...

(End of this chapter)