NBA Absolute Flood Dam

Chapter 293 Kobe, the insecticide prepared for you

Half an hour before the game, the starting lineup was announced.

Visiting Suns: Li Ba, Voskull, Marion, James Posey, Marbury.

Home team Lakers: O'Neal, Karl Malone, Devin George, Kobe Bryant, Payton.

Joe Johnson felt a little upset that his starter was gone again.

Frank told him that the team does not have a good fourth position, so Voskull needs to be trained.

Coming off the bench, he left the locker room with the others.

Li Ba noticed that Joe Johnson had some emotional problems and followed him.

"Joe?"

He stopped Joe Johnson.

"Boss?"

"Joe, Sean can't handle Malone's elbow, but Jack can take it. There is no way, I hope you can understand." Li Ba said.

"I understand, boss, I'm fine." Joe Johnson nodded.

"Joe, if the team strengthens next season, we will have the strength and opportunity to compete for the championship. This is also very important to you, and it is a rare experience. Your strength is not enough, you need this opportunity, understand?" Li dam road.

"I understand, Boss, it's because I'm not strong enough to score as much as I lose, that's why I lost my starting position." Joe Johnson smiled wryly.

Nodding, Li Ba said, "Actually, I support your choice to leave the team in the future. When you become stronger, you should fight for the status you deserve."

"Boss?"

"I'm serious. You, Sean, Stephen, all have the potential or strength to become the core of a team. I will not tie my brother to death by my side. I hope you will all become the boss of a team in the future , that's a really good feeling, haha!"

Li Ba sent Joe Johnson to the entrance of the tunnel, and was about to go back to the locker room when he suddenly turned back to the home team locker room on the opposite side.

When he was about to reach the locker room, he reached into his baggy button-up pants and took out a bottle of snake repellent spray rewarded by the system.

When I came outside the locker room of the home team, there were many people outside the door, the staff, security personnel, management, including the team general manager Kupchak were all here.

"Hammer? Oh, it's really nice to see you here." Kupchak saw Li Ba and greeted him cordially.

"Hey, Mitch, hello. I hear there's a Black Mamba here. Look, I have the best triple no-brand snake repellent spray. I'm here to help."

Li Ba raised the spray canister in his hand and shouted.

"Oh!"

Kupchak covered his face with a wry smile.

The rest of the staff and management also smiled wryly.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Li Ba knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was head coach Phil Jackson who answered the door.

Jackson was startled, and said in a daze, "Hammer, did you go to the wrong place? You are at the other end."

"No, Phil, I'm here to help, please thank me." Li Ba said with a smile.

Jackson was stunned, shrugged, and stepped aside.

"Pest No. 68?"

"What is this big pest doing here?"

The Lakers players talked a lot.

"Hey, kid, don't come to us, you big pest, get out of here!"

O'Neill stood up, stood in front of Li Ba, and shouted with his eyes wide open.

Ma Long also stood up behind him, staring at Li Ba with a cold face.

"Take a look, what is this?"

Li Ba raised the spray can and sprayed it on O'Neill.

"Oh, damn it! What the hell is this?" O'Neill was not very courageous, screaming and retreating in panic.

"Hey, Kobe, do you smell it? Do you feel bad? This is an insecticide specially prepared for you. Get down on the ground and take a prototype, you black mamba in disguise."

Li Ba sprayed three times at Kobe, who was sitting on the seat, and the latter jumped up and cursed at Li Ba: "Damn it, Hammer, throw that damn thing away! Oh, damn it , you big pest, what is this smell? Oh, it's disgusting!"

"Security? Security?" Malone shouted from behind.

"Hey, Hammer, okay, okay, it's almost time to play, we should prepare for the game."

Phil Jackson came up to persuade him with a wry smile, now he knew what Li Ba was here for, and he was here to make trouble.

"OKOK, I'm leaving now."

Li Ba stopped playing after playing, raised the spray gun and said to Kobe: "Kobe, this thing can reduce your blood by [-] points and slow you down by [-] points. Now you feel limp. Like? Like, that after-the-fact feeling, you know."

"roll!"

Kobe scolded dumbfoundedly.

"Hey, bye, everyone!"

After bidding farewell to the locker room of the home team, Li Ba stuffed the nozzle into his pants and put it back into the system space.

Ten minutes later, the two were waiting to play at the entrance of the channel.

"Hey, Shaq, Kobe, long time no see, how are you guys? How do you guys look at my smack? It's a sweep. It's a pick. It's a slant. It's a reverse. It makes the war elephant bite its teeth, and its lethality is extraordinary. By the way, do you want to see my knee strike?"

Li Ba seemed to have forgotten what was causing trouble just now. He bared his teeth and claws, waving his two big elbows, and kept doing various Muay Thai elbow strikes in front of the Lakers.

Others looked helpless, while Ma Long had a dark face. It was aimed at him, he was sure.

Marbury and others bowed their heads and covered their faces behind them, leaning against the wall with a smile.

"Okay, Hammer, we are playing ball, not punching." O'Neill, the boss, shouted quickly.

"It's an elbow-to-knee combo."

Li Ba began to perform Muay Thai combos again.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two elbows in a row, he smashed two holes in the wall, dropping large pieces of wall ash and paint.

He didn't dare to hit the knee. If he hit the knee, his knee would be broken. His muay thai is just a sham. He hasn't really practiced it. It's just a deception.

"Damn it, Hammer, no one will elbow you in the back, I promise no one will."

O'Neill's head was sweating, what the hell, he was a little scared.

He had watched a muay thai video, and he was only hit by an elbow, and the boxer's forehead was directly dented with a deep and big hole. He was terrified at the time, and he didn't want that.

Li Ba stopped his movements, stared at Ma Long and said, "What if?"

Ma Long's face twitched, and he stared at Li Ba fiercely, without retreating half a point.

"just in case?"

It was difficult for O'Neill to answer. After all, Malone was such a number one person. He looked at Malone.

Ma Long had a hard face and didn't speak.

Li Ba sneered and said, "I once told Duncan that if Bowen dared to do something against my people, I would destroy him."

The eyes of Kobe, O'Neal, Malone, Payton and others shrank.

"That's right, I will abolish Duncan."

Li Ba stared at Ma Long coldly and said: "Now let me tell you, if you, a big pest, dare to elbow me in the back, first, I will destroy you; second, I will choose between Kobe and Shaq , let them rest for a while, and completely ruin the Lakers' chances of winning this season."

"Oh, what does this have to do with us? Damn! Damn! Damn! Karl Malone came to our Lakers by himself, what has it to do with us? We didn't let him come. Hammer, you are such a jerk!"

O'Neill yelled with a look of disbelief.

Kobe also looked shocked, which surprised him too much.

"I'm just such a jerk." Li Ba snorted coldly.

At this time, the Suns started the game, and after the others left, Li Ba said to Malone: ​​"Karl Malone, you can rush at me on the field, then I will only look for you. Or, wait for me to wait for you in the underground parking lot? Or now Just do it here? Seriously, I don’t want to fight you, I’m afraid I’ll kill you! Do you have the guts to nod now?”

Ma Long's breathing became heavy in an instant, his face was blood red, and he stared at Li Ba, his fists clenched tightly.

"Go out if you don't agree?" Li Ba sneered.

Chest heaving, Malone was panting.

"Ah!"

Li Ba sneered, turned around and ran out.

"Karl Malone, don't mess around. We are playing ball, not killing people. Don't move your elbows behind your back, okay?"

O'Neill couldn't care less, and yelled at Malone.

Malone glanced coldly at O'Neal, one of the top five murderers in league history, and the latter immediately took a step back.

"Carl, don't forget what we want. Our strength is sure to beat the Suns, don't ruin all of this." Payton didn't care about it, and said bluntly.

"I know."

Malone gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

At this time, the Lakers came out, and Kobe went out first, and before leaving, he dropped a sentence: "If anyone does that kind of thing, I will be the first to end, I will stop playing, and I don't want to lose my career for others. Hammer is a lunatic, he is the biggest pest in the alliance, he can do it, so don't mess around."

"Shet!" Malone cursed.

"I support Kobe."

O'Neal yelled that he didn't want the finale position, and ran out after Kobe.

Devon George also hurried out.

(End of this chapter)