I'm not really a brutalist striker

Chapter 81 81. Beat Huo Li violently, bloody battle one hit two!Kick over the stretcher!Broken left ankle!
"What the hell happened on the field!"

"The vulture actually rode Bruce Bowen under him and beat him on the head frantically!"

"From this point of view, Bruce's face is covered in blood, and even the bridge of his nose has collapsed visible to the naked eye. Calm down, Vulture!"

When the three referees on the field reacted, Bruce Bowen, who was lying on the ground, had already been beaten by Souter.

The browbones on both sides exploded, blood sprayed out like a fountain, and the bridge of the nose collapsed. From a side angle, Bowen's face looked like a flat mirror dyed red.

It was so miserable that even the on-site referee Clifford took a deep breath. It was obvious that he hadn't seen such a brutal scene for a long time.

"Calm down, Vulture, calm down!"

Rushing over from the bench, Eagles assistant coach Mike Woodson hugged Suter from behind. With the help of other players, Woodson kept hugging Suter's body and kept stepping back. Say calm down!

In the attack just now, when Suter chose to take a mid-range jump shot, Bowen even secretly put his left foot on Suter's foothold.

If it wasn't for Suter who had taken precautions and adjusted his position to hide when he landed, if he really wanted to step on Bowen's instep, Suter would miss at least half a month of fighting.

Bowen's stepping action is very stealthy, so that the audience is still confused until now.

I don't know why Suter suddenly turned into a mad beast, and beat Bruce Bowen crazily under his body. The degree of misery is even comparable to boxing!

Being hugged by Mike Woodson and kept pulling him back, Suter looked at Bowen lying on the ground dying like a dead dog with cold eyes, without any sympathy in his heart, but wanted to go up and beat him harder !
To deal with players like Bowen who try to step on and ruin other people's careers, Suter felt that it would not be a crime to beat such a person to death on the spot.

It's a pity that the basketball court is not a life-and-death arena after all, otherwise Suter would kill Bowen, a bastard, no matter what he said today.

"The one who dared to hit me!"

"Go to God! You rubbish!"

Just when Mike Woodson took Sutera to the sidelines and was about to forcibly appease Suter's personal emotions, the Spurs player Robert Horry suddenly came out from the wing, galloping from the Spurs bench to the Eagles bench. The impact force directly pushed Su Te fiercely, and even several staff members around Su Te were washed away.

Robert Horry is 100 meters tall and weighs [-] kilograms. As a role player, he has followed the team to win the NBA championship five times. He has excellent upper body strength.

With the help of the inertia brought by running, Horry's sudden attack directly pushed Suter to a distance of more than three meters, and he barely stabilized his figure after several adjustments. The probability will be pushed to the ground by a dog gnawing shit.

However, although Suter barely stabilized his figure, the assistant coach Mike Woodson, who was not physically strong, was directly overthrown by Horry.

Mike Woodson, who fell to the ground, even flew his glasses far away, hit his head hard on the bench seat, and lay on the ground with a wailing sound, and didn't get up for a long time.

Looking back, when Suter saw that Mike Woodson, who had been hugging him tightly, was knocked to the ground by Robert Horry's elbow, Suter, who was still angry, became violent in an instant.

Regardless of the obstruction of the staff around him, Suter rushed towards Robert Horry directly, his anger looked like a completely mad beast, and the four or five staff around him couldn't stop Suter even by pulling or dragging.

"I'll fuck you!"

"Go to hell you!"

I saw Suter overturning the pull of head coach Terry Stotts, and going up, he punched Horry hard in the face.

When Horry raised his hand to fight back, the two quickly hugged and fell together on the field. In terms of body shape, Horry and Suter were about the same size. The difference in height was less than one centimeter, and the weight was also controlled at about five kilograms.

However, Suter was obviously extremely angry. Under the obstruction of many staff around him, Suter clamped Robert Horry's neck, and directly hugged Horry and threw him to the ground.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Robert Horry's back came into close contact with the court floor.

Regardless of the pain in his body, Robert Horry, who was hugged and thrown to the ground, subconsciously wanted to get up, but was firmly stuck under him by Suter, and could only passively bear Suter's extremely angry punching and beating!
"Go to hell, you ghost grandma!"

As Suter punched and punched again and again, Robert Horry failed to get up after trying several times. In the end, he could only hold his head with his hands, and cursed heart-piercingly: "Damn guy! You he Mom has the guts to wake me up, I'll beat you until your own mother doesn't even recognize you!"

"Ahhh!"

"my head!"

"Damn brat! I must make your life worse than death!"

"Come here, pull me up!"

Ignoring Robert Horry's howls, Suter rode on Horry and punched frantically. The strength of each punch was very ferocious, which also represented Suter's current anger.

Although Mike Woodson is only an assistant coach, he is the coach who has the most contact with players on weekdays.

In the minds of Eagles players, Mike Woodson is even more important than head coach Terry Stotts.

Robert Horry's sneak attack didn't make Suter too angry, but when Suter saw that Woodson was thrown to the ground with an elbow by Horry, lying on the ground without moving for a long time, the anger in Suter's heart instantly was ignited.

At this moment, Suter didn't have a single thought in his mind, he just wanted to punch Robert Horry beneath him to death!

Even though the security personnel outside the field had rushed into the field quickly and kept pulling Suter's body and clothes behind him, Suter still rode on Horry and shook his fist again and again.

"Even if God comes today, he can't save you! Go to hell!"

"Bang!"

Accompanied by Suter's heavy punch, Robert Horry below him let out a scream, and a tooth fell out of his mouth. A lot of blood stained Robert Horry's cheeks, which looked exactly like Bruce just now. Bowen was just as miserable.

"Stop! Calm down! Calm down! Be sure to calm down! Vulture!"

At some point, Mike Woodson stood up from the ground and hugged Suter tightly behind him, but the blood on his forehead and the blown glasses undoubtedly made Suter feel even more angry!
When Suter was forcibly pulled away by seven or eight staff members, Robert Horry was lying on the ground, clutching his cheeks tightly, his body rolling back and forth uncontrollably. It seemed that Horry should have suffered a lot at this time pain.

The wailing from their mouths left the fans stunned. Except for a few fans who jumped up excitedly and shouted loudly, most of them put their hands in front of their mouths, feeling unbelievable at the tragic scene before them.

This is the first time fans have seen Suter fight with someone on the field, and Suter also forced a [-]v[-] in this game, knocking Bruce Bowen and Robert Horry to the ground successively, even his face The blood on them was exactly the same, and they were all beaten into blood gourds by Su Te.

Even though Souter, who was forcibly pushed off the field by the staff, was also covered in blood, fans felt that none of the blood belonged to Souter.

Without going to the replay center to check the video replay, the on-site referee Clifford directly signaled the security to take Suter out of the court to prevent Suter from going crazy again and staging conflicts with the Spurs one after another.

Normally, if a large-scale brawl occurs on the field, the referee must first go to the replay center to check the entire process of the conflict, and then decide which players to expel based on the replay center's suggestions.

However, Su Te's behavior just now was too brutal. Even if he didn't pass through the replay center, he couldn't escape the fate of being expelled.

In order to avoid another conflict on the field, the referee decided to let the security take Suter out of the field first, then go to the replay center to check, and finally announced the final punishment result to the fans through the notification station.

As for whether Souter and others will be punished by the league after the game, this is not something that the referee Clifford should worry about.

At the same time, Bruce Bowen, who had been lying on the ground early, had been carried on a stretcher by the Spurs team doctor.

Bowen's injuries were a bit serious. Apart from the blood on his face, it was impossible to see Bowen's original face clearly. The most serious thing was Bowen's nose bone. produce a collapse.

This kind of injury is not fatal for NBA players, but it takes a long time to fully recover.

Moreover, the bridge of the nose after surgery will become very fragile. Once Bowen's bridge of the nose is attacked again in the future, it only takes a light elbow, and Bowen will face the pain of a broken nose again.

Supported by two security guards behind him to the players' tunnel, Suter angrily took off his jersey and threw the T-shirt into the trash can beside the court.

Glancing at Mike Woodson who was simply dealing with the forehead wound on the sidelines, the anger in Suter's heart was still difficult to vent.

At the same time, Suter, who was forced to leave by the security guard, heard Bruce Bowen on the stretcher at the other end swearing at him.

"You bloody bastard!"

"I wrote down this today! I will definitely make you regret appearing in the alliance in the future!"

"I'm not only going to kill you bastard, I'm going to kill everyone around you! I'll let you know what will happen if you offend me!"

Bruce Bowen, who is being carried out of the field by the Spurs team doctor, looks heart-piercing on a stretcher!

Since entering the league, although Bowen has suffered a few fat beatings, he has never been as miserable as he is today.

Bowen felt that if it wasn't for that guy Su Te who took advantage of his inattention to sneak up and attack him, he would definitely be able to beat Su Te all over the place!
After all, Bruce Bowen was lying on the ground howling in pain when Robert Horry was beaten on the other side of the court.

Although I saw that there seemed to be another conflict over there, I didn't witness the whole process of Robert Horry being beaten, otherwise Bowen would have been lying on a stretcher and silently shutting up instead of not forgetting to say goodbye before leaving the field. A few harsh words, trying to regain some face for himself.

Hearing Bruce Bowen's abuse, Suter's walking speed gradually began to slow down, until the words came to his ears, I will not only kill you bastard, but also kill everyone around you, Su Te's last trace of reason was completely extinguished by brutality.

Turning around and pushing away the security guard, Suter came back from the player tunnel and rushed in the direction of Bruce Bowen.

Seeing that Suter overturned the security and broke into the stadium again, the staff on the sidelines subconsciously dodged backwards like a frightened bird.

Occasionally, a few people tried to hold Suter, but they were all thrown aside by Suter's huge impact, and they had to retreat in embarrassment, shouting heartbreakingly to the surroundings: "Quick! Quick! Quick! !Hold him! Keep him away from the stretcher!!”

Before many staff members and Spurs players could react, Suter sprinted all the way to Bowen, and under the terrified expression of the Spurs doctor, he directly raised his leg and kicked over the stretcher!
The appearance of Suter sprinting over was so terrifying that the Spurs team doctors didn't dare to stop him. When Suter kicked over the stretcher, the two team doctors quickly scatter aside.

"Ah!"

Bruce Bowen, who fell from the stretcher to the ground, hit the ground first on his face, and the bridge of his nose, which had already been severely injured, was hit again.

The severe pain made Bruce Bowen almost fall into a coma, but before Bowen could feel the pain from the bridge of the nose carefully, he felt someone kicked him on the back. The huge force made Bowen couldn't help but "Wow "Spit it out!"
"vomit!"

A disgusting smell entered the nostrils, and Bowen spat out a puddle of yellow-brown soup on the floor.

However, before the fans felt nauseated, Suter kicked Bowen on the top of his head. This kick not only made Bowen, who was already extremely weak, let out a tragic howl, but also made Bowen's face and himself Freshly spit out food comes up close!
At the same time, Suter pushed away trying to pull his teammate, turned to Bruce Bowen's calf, lifted his foot, and stepped hard on Bruce Bowen's left ankle.

"hiss!"

"what!!"

A voice louder and more painful than ever before came from Bruce Bowen's mouth.

Regardless of whether his face was now covered with vomit from his own mouth, Bruce Bowen immediately bent down, stretched out his hand to cover his left ankle like a prawn, and rolled back and forth on the floor in pain, Cold sweat mixed with blood wet the floor instantly.

And when the Spurs team doctor, who had stepped aside earlier, saw Bowen's left ankle drooping at 60°C, his eyes widened subconsciously, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead like drops of water.

"Broken...broken!"

(End of this chapter)