NBA Dynasty Sniper

Chapter 465
"Boss, it's not appropriate to do anything now. Let us deal with this bug in the future." Captain Roger Hanks whispered.

Zhao Dong nodded, stopped moving his feet, turned around and walked out.

Scanning the extremely chaotic arena, not only on the field, but also some radical fans in the stands began to clash. If the fight continues like this, if there is a commotion, tonight may be a disaster.

"Okay, stop fighting!" he yelled as he punched the nearest Giants guard over.

"You go and help, separate them, and if necessary, you can take violent measures to stop them, bloody violent people."

When it was over, he directed his bodyguards to help the security personnel maintain order.

"Don't call again, OK?"

A bouncer ran up to a Giants player and yelled.

The opponent ignored and still scuffled with a Jets player.

"Oh!"

The bodyguard just kicked up and kicked the Giants player over cleanly, successfully preventing the opponent's violent behavior.

With Zhao Dong's help, this large-scale brawl finally calmed down.

That is, more than 30 players and coaches of the Giants fell down with the "help" of his bodyguards.

"It's not fair! There are too many of you!"

Giants head coach Tom Coughlin roared angrily, and then yelled at Zhao Dong: "Tyrannosaurus, you ordered bodyguards to fight for you, the league will not let you go, we will definitely appeal."

"Who said they are my bodyguards? They are the official security personnel of the New York Jets." Zhao Dong said coldly.

He and Lindsay are not stupid, Lindsay has already arranged, and these bodyguards of his all have the official status of the team's security personnel.

Now that his bodyguards have stopped the fight, the Alliance not only cannot pursue it, but also has to reward it.

"you……"

Tom Coughlin got angry when he heard the words, you rich people are really shameless!

After a fight, the Giants injured sixteen or seven players, plus six or seven coaches and trainers.

Cornerback No. 12 and the Panthers were half dead and were carried down to the hospital.

"stop!"

But the Panthers' stretcher was stopped by a group of police in the tunnel.

"Gentlemen……"

A leading sheriff showed his credentials to the management of several Giants at the scene, as well as the arrest warrant issued by the district attorney for the Panthers.

"Accommodating, he is seriously injured now, we have to send him to the hospital." Several managements were stunned, and the general manager John Stickman said hastily after he realized it.

"Of course."

The sheriff smiled and nodded, then took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the unconscious Heipeng's right hand to the stretcher.

John Stickman twitched his face, waved his hand, and signaled the staff and nurses to rush to the hospital.

"Pike, you take three people to follow them." The sheriff ordered.

Seeing that more than half of the police left behind, John Stickman's face was half-faced, and he frowned and asked, "Mr. Sheriff, do you have anything else to do?"

The sheriff said with a half-smile: "Of course, I still have an arrest warrant here."

"It's over, the Giants are over!"

Looking at the arrest warrant raised by the sheriff and seeing the name on it, the general manager John Stickman's mood instantly fell to the bottom.

The name on it was Reynolds Rule, one of the Giants' two star players.

"let's go."

After calming down, he left the passage with a few managers.

"Sir, Lawrence Taylor was arrested not long ago, and today he is going to arrest the Black and White Leopards. Is someone targeting our Giants?"

While walking, a department head suddenly asked.

John Stickman was taken aback, stopped and turned to stare at the supervisor, "What did you find?"

The supervisor quickly said: "I just looked at the two arrest warrants, and there are no special charges. I bet that at least 80.00% of the players in this league have done what the three of them did."

"Who do you suspect?"

John Stickman nodded thoughtfully, motioning for the supervisor to continue.

The supervisor hesitated and said, "Maybe it's...a jet?"

"That's not so."

"It will never be the Jets. If it is them, this league will not tolerate them."

Several people immediately objected, and for good reason.

The executive said awkwardly: "I just doubt. The Jets have cleaned at least half of the players this season, and they are all racially discriminatory guys."

Having said that, he didn't go on.

In fact, he really wanted to say that Zhao Dong and Lin Sai were the targets of his suspicion, but he dared not speak out for fear of causing trouble.

As a management who uses his brain to do things, he is still rational. He knows that anyone in this country can offend anyone, and he can even point at the president's nose and curse, but he must not offend the giants of Wall Street, otherwise he will not know how he died. It is possible for the American police to kill them.

The other managers are not stupid either. After a little thought, they all came to their senses.

Whether it is the long-retired team star Lawrence Taylor, or the black and white Leopards, they have publicly made racial discrimination remarks against Zhao Dong, and the words are quite fierce.

"In the future, when we trade players, do we have to pick and choose like the Jets? Otherwise..."

"Impossible. How many of the more than 1000 players in the league are free from racial discrimination?"

"Damn it, he shouldn't be in the NFL, there's no way to get rid of that stuff here, and if he's going to arrest people, there won't be many left in the league."

"Yes, he should learn to adapt to our environment instead of using this method."

"Control the players' interviews with the media, and prohibit them from publicly expressing those remarks, it is still possible."

"What about the Black and White Leopards? Without them, our Giants would be doomed!"

"Prepare the lawsuit and try to be innocent."

"Is it possible? Mrs. Lindsay's legal team has dozens of barristers. She can influence state legislators, congressmen, and world-class consortiums. How can you fight her?"

"You can communicate with the league officials. We can't let this kind of thing continue to happen, otherwise the whole league will be over."

"good idea!"

While the Giants front office was in a mess, the game continued.

However, because the Giants injured too many people, the scene was overwhelming, and the Jets finally won a big victory.

After being injured more than a dozen times and losing the game, the Giants players were very depressed, cursing and walking towards the locker room.

But at the passage, they were stopped by several policemen.

"Reynolds Rule?"

The sheriff led people to block Reynolds Ruhr's face, pressed the pistol on his waist with one hand, and shook the arrest warrant in his hand with the other, and asked in a cold voice.

"I'm."

Reynolds Rule's heart skipped a beat.

"Arrests."

The sheriff tilted his head and motioned for one of his subordinates to go up.

"Put your hands behind your head, get down, get down!"

The policeman drew his gun and pointed at Ruhr, and shouted sharply as he approached.

"What are you doing?"

Impulsively, several players wanted to prevent the police from arresting them.

"Back off!"

Without any hesitation, the sheriff and a few of his subordinates drew out their pistols, loaded them directly, and pointed at the players.

"Don't be impulsive, everyone back down!"

Several managers who returned to the player channel immediately shouted.

At this time, Reynolds Ruhr was pushed to the ground by several policemen. A white policeman knelt directly on his neck, and another policeman knelt on his back and began handcuffing him.

"Let go of me, I can't breathe!" Reynolds Ruhr struggled.

"To shut up!"

But the white policeman kneeling on Reynolds Ruhr's neck ignored him. Instead, he put more force on his legs and held on firmly.

He didn't dare to be careless, this was a task assigned by his superiors, and he had to take the person back to the police station, so even if Reynolds Ruhr was a white man, he didn't show mercy.

Fortunately, when Reynolds Ruhr was about to suffocate, the handcuffs were put on, and he was pulled up. This is how he was treated as a white man. Otherwise, he was a black panther, and he might have to continue to be kneeled down until he was completely unable Breathe.

An hour later, the two teams held a post-match press conference.

"Tyrannosaurus, the black and white Leopards were arrested by the police, do you have any comment on this?" A reporter from the Jets asked.

"Did they do anything bad? If not, then I wish them well, and maybe they will be free soon."

Zhao Dong laughed.

"Tyrannosaurus, the Black Panthers were seriously injured, did you beat them?" a reporter asked.

"Did you see it?" Zhao Dong asked back.

"Of course not, your bodyguard blocked all sight." The reporter said coldly.

"You are slandering me, my lawyer team will send you to the dock, congratulations." Zhao Dong also said coldly.

"You? I'm a reporter, and this is my job." The reporter said in surprise and anger.

"Your job is not to spread rumors and slander, but to report the news according to the facts." Zhao Dong said.

"Okay then, I withdraw my question, and I apologize to you." The reporter said helplessly.

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the law? So you still have to go to the defendant's seat. In addition, I will give you another sentence, you can eat food, but you can't talk nonsense. Talking nonsense will cause trouble." Zhao Dong sneered. .

"Tyrannosaurus, don't bully me too much." The reporter turned black with anger.

"Am I bullying you? If I really want to bully you, you will be a hundred times worse than this." Zhao Dong said coldly.

The reporter was so angry that he was about to have a stroke, but there was nothing he could do about Zhao Dong.

"Tyrannosaurus, what do you think of violent behavior such as fighting on the court?" the next reporter asked.

Zhao Dongyi said sternly: "I am opposed to violence on the court, and I have been pursuing to build the New York Jets into another New York gentleman team.

As you can see, during the big brawl tonight, I led a group of security personnel who worked hard to stop the brawl from continuing, and our Jets will become a model of non-violence throughout the league. …”

The reporters below became more and more embarrassed, and secretly said, Tyrannosaurus, you led people to injure more than a dozen players of the opponent, even the coaches have injured so many, you are talking about a model of non-violence, you don’t think so embarrassing?

(End of this chapter)