NBA Dynasty Sniper

Chapter 257 A word from the flying dragon will cut off the Jazz's road to the championship in the next ten years

In the 9th minute of the first quarter, at 24:15, the Knicks led by 9 points.

Zhao Dong played with high efficiency in the low post. In 9 minutes, he made 6 of 6 shots and 6 of 6 free throws. He scored 18 points before the end of the quarter. His scoring alone has surpassed the Jazz team's scoring.

After he scored 9 points in a row, the Jazz adopted foul tactics, but his free throw bankrupted the Jazz's foul tactics.

The postman who was facing him took only three shots, missed one goal, and scored one point with two free throws.

During the official timeout, Bill Walton explained excitedly: "When Feilong returned to the low position, because he has comprehensive offensive skills and has the advantage of speed bugs, the zone defense has little impact on him.

But defending for three seconds further improved his inside offense. With the cooperation of tactics, he hit a super high hit rate. "

"Simply put, the postman is blown up, the Jazz is blown up." Matt laughed.

"Obviously, Nelson's low-post offensive tactics for the Dragons were very successful. The Jazz obviously haven't adapted to the inside defense under the three-second rule. Their inside defense was fragmented and useless under the Dragon's offense."

Bill Walton said mercilessly: "Under the league's repeated rules restricting the flying dragons, when the flying dragons are restricted to the low post on the offensive end, they still play so badly, which shows that the Jazz are just fake strong and really don't deserve to win the championship. "

Matt explained in a sarcastic tone: "The postman has been blown up on both ends of the offense and defense. If he can't prove himself with a brilliant performance, he just fits the position Feilong gave him, a pseudo-superstar, a role player, a foodie." Cake Man, wait."

"It's just a regular season team. Entering the playoffs, especially the finals, will stretch your hips." Bill Walton laughed.

"These two guys are really annoying!"

"I thought Bill Walton supported us and pushed the league to introduce restrictions, but now it seems that I was wrong. He is a piece of shit."

"Matt is no good either, he's a dog in New York."

"Two sons of bitches."

"Postman, kill them with your CIC!"

In Utah, countless Jazz fans began to scold Bill Walton and Matt who satirized the Jazz and the postman.

"Postman, what are you doing, are you sleepwalking?"

"Postman, are you really a pseudo-superstar?"

"Work harder and let Feilong know that you are a super giant, not a waste."

"Trash, no wonder Feilong looks down on you."

"You have been frightened by Feilong, you should retire, don't lose face here."

"Crap, get out of here and I'll burn your jersey."

But in the Delta Arena, many fans at the scene became dissatisfied with Karl Malone's performance, and they even began to abuse him.

"Why scold me?"

The mailman sitting on the bench stared blankly at the fans who abused him, many of whom were wearing his jersey.

He didn't understand, he had tried his best to defend, and it wasn't his fault that he couldn't defend against the flying dragon.

Jerry Sloan persuaded earnestly: "Karl, wake up, get tough again, even if you can't attack, we need your defense.

Don't be afraid of that guy, this is the court, this is the game, as long as your actions don't go to his vitals, he can't do anything to you. "

"Carl, what have we been doing all these years? Just to play the loser in front of that guy? No, we are for the championship."

John Stockton grabbed the postman's shoulder and growled in a low voice: "You are like a bitch now, get back to your toughness, don't be like a sheep, that's not you."

"Hoho..."

Under the abuse of his own fans, under the encouragement of his coach and teammates, the postman's breathing became heavy, his heart was beating violently, and his blood was surging.

The timeout ended, and both sides played half main and half substitutes.

The Jazz attacked, and Zhao Dong still faced the Jazz.

Jeff Horacek hit a three-pointer through the pick-and-roll and made one of three three-pointers. This was his first three-pointer today.

24:18, the Knicks attack.

Zhao Dong is still in the low post. He does not want the ball in a fixed position, but keeps moving, giving full play to his mobility advantages, and at the same time, he uses his running to tear the Jazz's defensive formation into pieces.

After throwing off the postman, he came to the free throw line and took the next pass, turning around and hitting a jumper.

But at this moment, the postman rushed forward desperately, throwing him to the ground with the ball.

The ferocity of this action is either aimed at the ball or at the person, similar to the collision action between offensive and defensive forwards in rugby.

"Oh!"

Zhao Dong hit the floor, under the pressure of Ma Long's impact and weight, the huge pressure made him stop breathing.

"husband?"

On the sidelines, Lindsay stood up in fright, her face paled.

Dayao and Dazhi also stood up in fright.

"yeah!"

The Jazz fans in the audience roared wildly.

"That's it, fuck him!"

"Postman, this is you."

"Karl Malone, kill that Chinese."

Countless Postman fans roared wildly.

"What does the postman want to do? This is the rushing action of the NFL defensive forward. Does he want to kill the flying dragon?" Bill Walton was very surprised.

"They're serious about it," Matt yelled.

"damn it!"

"Go away!"

When Oakley and Da Ben saw each other, they rushed over immediately, and the two teamed up to overthrow the postman Malone.

"Boss, are you okay?" Da Ben asked anxiously.

"fine."

Zhao Dong's face was a little pale, but he quickly regained his color and stood up with the help of the two.

He glanced at the sidelines, shook his head at Lindsay, and the latter sat down.

"Flying Dragon, the finals are starting now, welcome to the Utah Jazz."

Next to him, Ma Long was staring at Zhao Dong like a fighting beast, his eyes were all red.

"I will use his way to kill him."

Being provoked, Oakley and Daben were about to go up to teach the postman a lesson, but were stopped by Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong didn't stop talking, but Karl Malone couldn't help shrinking his eyes when he heard it.

The postman squeezed his fist, and without flinching, he said firmly, "Come on."

"The postman seems to be different, is the old postman back?"

Bill Wharton was a little surprised and said: "He has been dealt with by Feilong in the past two seasons, especially this time Feilong has formed a huge legal team, which frightened him. This change should be caused by the fan's defection just now. Bar?"

"I'm still not reconciled. In the finals, I was eliminated last year and will be eliminated again this year. For anyone, I am afraid that I am not willing to accept this kind of failure." Matt said.

"But this is too dangerous. This is no longer a defensive behavior in basketball. This is a rushing action in the NFL. This is deadly. The referee should severely punish this behavior, otherwise there will be big problems tonight." Bill Walton warned.

"agree."

Matt nodded immediately, and said seriously: "Even in the NFL, the players are protected by a full set of protective gear, but here they are not. This kind of action must be prohibited."

On the court, the referee hesitated for a moment, and then made a penalty, an ordinary physical foul.

"This won't do, it will cause problems. The referee is indulgent to the postman." Bill Wharton said sternly.

"Maybe it was a home whistle. After all, the postman was sent off, so the Jazz didn't have to play at all." Matt said.

"That's at least one flagrant first-degree foul, but now there's not even an ordinary T. This is connivance." Bill Walton said seriously.

Zhao Dong made a free throw and made two free throws. At 26:18, the Jazz attacked.

The postman ran continuously, at this moment Zhao Dong suddenly paused intentionally, allowing the former to get an empty seat.

"Chance!"

John Stockton had sharp eyes and quick hands. With a push, the ball came over.

The moment the postman caught the ball, Zhao Dong rushed forward.

The same action as the postman threw at him just now, directly hitting him with his body, just like an NFL defensive lineman rushing to an offensive lineman, brutal, violent, brutal, iron-blooded, and belongs to the most intense physical confrontation sport on the planet.

The powerful explosive power is displayed in front of everyone at this moment.

Like a super version of a jaguar, Zhao Dong jumped on the postman, and then threw him down in an instant.

"Oh!"

Just like Zhao Dong just now, the postman hit the floor, hit the back of his head on the floor, then slid back three meters, slid to the front of Jazz's bench, and knocked down Jerry Sloan on the sidelines like a bowling ball and an assistant coach.

"Uh!"

A lot of gold stars popped out of his head, and the huge impact force made his chest almost collapse, all the gas in the chest cavity was forced out instantly, and a chicken cry came out of his throat.

"Oh!"

A huge exclamation erupted from the audience.

"I said something was going to go wrong."

Bill Wharton stood up and said angrily.

"Am I going to die?"

At this moment, the postman suspected that he was going to die.

"Huh..."

The next moment, his chest rose and fell, and a large amount of air surged up. He felt as if he was born again. He couldn't wait to take a big breath, and his pale face began to recover blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

But just halfway through the inhalation, a violent cough interrupted his inhalation.

Zhao Dong got up from the postman, seeing that the other party looked like something big was going to happen, he didn't bother to say anything, he lifted his pants, and walked away.

"Cough cough cough..."

The postman coughed with all his strength, and he felt a dull pain in his entire rib, as if he had been run over by a heavy truck, feeling like his body was crushed to pieces.

"doctor!"

The referee ran over, glanced at the postman, and quickly asked the Jazz's team doctor to come up and take a look.

He regretted that he didn't punish the postman just now. If he went on like this, there might be big troubles in the future. If one of them was killed, his career might also be terminated.

"Team doctor!"

Head coach Jerry Sloan got up in embarrassment, and when he saw the postman, he turned around and shouted.

The team doctor has already run over, checked and breathed a sigh of relief: "The sidekick caused by shortness of breath is not a serious problem.

But the collision just now was too fierce. If it happens again, maybe there will be a big problem. You have all watched the NFL game and you should know it.

For example, broken ribs and sternum, ruptured alveoli, concussion, broken internal organs, internal bleeding, etc., are all possible consequences of a strong collision.

Therefore, I suggest to stop that kind of brutal collision, the explosive power of the flying dragon is far beyond yours, and no one can guarantee whether you can walk off the court alive. "

The last sentence was addressed to the postman whose breathing had calmed down.

"Carl, I told you to be tough, not to do this."

Jerry Sloan's face was a bit uncomfortable, and he warned: "Stop this meaningless action immediately, and use real defensive actions to let him know how tough you are."

The postman nodded. He was also scared just now, as if he had been in a car accident. Now his whole body is still limp and weak, and his entire chest has turned from pain to numbness. He may not be able to fight this time.

The team doctor said at this time: "My last suggestion is that the postman can't fight anymore. His head fell just now, and he should go to the hospital for examination now."

Zhao Dong has already brought someone back to his bench, and the Knicks team doctor is also examining him.

Lindsay stood aside, fearful in his heart, fearing that Zhao Dong might have problems in the collision.

But fortunately, Zhao Dong is the key point of breathing, this is a problem of excessive consumption of physical energy in an instant, there is no other problem.

"Husband, don't do this next time, you will get hurt. The Jets have players who retire due to injuries every year. Last season, a player was injured by a lung. Now he can only survive on a ventilator. It's not that I don't know."

Lindsay's face was pale, and he kept urging.

"I know, I know." Zhao Dong said quickly.

The team doctor next to him also kept telling him not to do this kind of collision on the NFL field. Without any protective gear, the probability of disability or even death is very high.

Even with protective gear, many players in the NFL have been disabled or even died over the course of a year.

Next, the Jazz replaced the postman and took him to the hospital.

The Jazz, without the postman, finally got a big defeat, 75:95, losing by 20 points.

The Knicks have won two straight away games and will have three home games next.

Just like in the G1 game, Zhao Dong clocked in three quarters to ensure victory and then left the game. Because the postman didn't play, he didn't go all out to attack later. His statistics were mediocre, and he only scored a 20+ triple-double.

"Flying Dragon, regarding the fact that you hit the postman with a rugby rush and caused him to be injured and left the field, have you considered his safety? Do you think such a victory is fair?"

In the post-match interview, a local reporter asked in an angry tone.

"So the media in Salt Lake City are turning black and white like this?" Zhao Dong asked coldly.

"You?" The reporter was annoyed.

Zhao Dong continued in a cold voice: "The postman once elbowed me on the back of the head, and you have never condemned him. He broke someone else's rib elbow this season, and you have never condemned him. He has elbowed countless times. Man, you didn't reprimand him a word. In this game, it was him who first tackled me with a rugby rush, and you didn't reprimand him.

Now, you come to condemn me?Do you want face?Oh, I see, you have no shame at all, because you have no shame at all. "

The faces of several local reporters were all black. They had never seen this kind of star who slapped people to death face to face. Are they so ungentlemanly and decent?
"I put a sentence here, just for the shamelessness of you media, as long as I am in this league for a day, the Jazz and the postman will never want to win the championship. We are lifelong enemies."

Zhao Dong's last words offended all the local media.

But at this time Zhao Dong finished the on-site interview and didn't bother to pay attention to them.

In terms of media influence, what is Salt Lake City?Not even out of Utah.

"A lifelong enemy is a lifelong enemy, are we afraid of him?"

After the game, at the Jazz's press conference, John Stockton, who got the news, was angry and authentic.

At 6 a.m. on June 6, the Bulls officially announced that they had reached an agreement to buy out the contract with Ewing, and the remaining two $9 million contracts were bought out for $4000 million.

Ewing became a completely free agent, and the Bulls got 4000 million salary space. Many stars in the free market turned their attention to the Bulls, and even their agents began to actively contact the Bulls management.

"The gorilla has entered the retirement stage, and only three of the four super centers remain."

"Ewing had no hope of revenge and was abandoned again."

"Feilong said that he, the postman and the Jazz have become lifelong enemies."

"A lifelong enemy, which means that all players who want to win the championship will not consider joining the Jazz."

"One word from Feilong will cut off the Jazz's way to win the championship in the next ten years."

This morning, apart from Ewing's news, Zhao Dong's words of "mortal enemy for life" were also widely disseminated by the media.

Magic Johnson was interviewed by the media and said: "Feilong's words will have a great impact on the Jazz. With Feilong's super capable physique, he is only 20 years old and can maintain his peak state for at least ten years.

In other words, any player who joins the Jazz must consider a problem. You will be blocked by flying dragons, and winning the championship will be your biggest problem. "

Larry Bird said to the media: "I dare say that the Jazz will collapse after the finals, just like the Bulls."

(End of this chapter)