God of NBA point guards

Chapter 86 Conflict, Resurrection

However, the next game entered a more intense confrontation, and the anger between the two sides became more and more intense.

In the 6th minute of the third quarter, the Pistons led by 15 points.

Zhou Quan's offense is average, but his assists are very good. He has sent 26 assists in 11 minutes. Under his pass, Ulrich has scored 19 points, John Sely has also scored 6 points, Rodman All scored 10 points, and the collective performance was excellent.

But Dameng's performance is very average. Under the joint efforts of John Sely and Rodman, his shooting percentage is only 33.3%. Now he only scored 12 points, and his anger is getting bigger and bigger.

"Snapped!"

Dameng received the ball from the low post on the left wing and hit John Sely with his back. He had already driven into the paint, and was about to turn around and go to the basket for a dunk. Zhou Quan suddenly appeared from behind the baseline and broke his ball.

This is the second time that Zhou Quan steals the big dream. After stealing the ball, he immediately moves forward, initiates a quick down, and goes straight to the frontcourt from the right wing.

"asshole!"

It was the fourth mistake tonight, and Dameng was so angry that he chased after him.

"Oh!"

Mosaic's main small forward, Booker Johnson, took a step sideways and blocked in front. Zhou Quan didn't dodge at all. Taking advantage of his movement, he didn't stand in the defensive position in advance, and bumped into it.

Booker Johnson is 201 cm tall, but his tonnage is only 86 kg. He is a bamboo pole forward with poor confrontation ability.

"Oh!"

Zhou Quan leaned forward and rushed forward, his left shoulder and chest slammed into Johnson's left abdomen fiercely, making a dull impact sound.

"Oops!"

The moment the two came into contact, Johnson, who was braking still, felt a pain in his left abdomen, and then his whole body was directly hit by the powerful impact, flying backwards, and his heel was really knocked off the ground.

"Oh!"

In the next moment, his body hit the floor hard, and the ribs on his back were in pain, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

The reaction force was very strong, Zhou Quan also stopped, and the ball lost control. Just when he was about to regain control of the ball, he heard the sound of Dameng's cursing nearby.

"Fake oil!"

In the next moment, Dameng rushed up from behind and punched him on the back of his neck, causing him to rush forward and hit the floor, causing his nose to hurt.

The next moment, he heard the sound of the sneakers rubbing behind him, and he rolled to the side, and the big dream that was about to ride on him flew up to nothing, and also rushed to the floor, very embarrassed.

"Hakim, get up and kill him!"

Seeing that he finally made a move, Jordan stood up excitedly, spilling all the wine in his hand.

"Fuck them!"

Vernon Maxwell snarled and rushed to Zhou Quan on the floor.

"on!"

Thorpe also shouted angrily and rushed forward.

"Stop them!"

The smiling assassin Thomas stood up from the bench and shouted angrily at the field.

"Don't move! Let the teammates on the field solve the problem by themselves."

Chuck Daly snarled, stopped the substitute players from going up, and held down Darnell Walker who was about to get up.

"Stop! Security! Security!" the referee snapped.

A team of security has rushed out from the player channel and will arrive in three seconds.

But at this time, hearing the footsteps of several people approaching him, Zhou Quan's reaction was very quick, and he rolled over immediately, from lying on the ground to lying on the ground, with his elbows protecting his head and his feet kicking up.

At this time Vernon Maxwell rushed over from the left, and the others were entangled by Rodman and the others.

Zhou Quan kicked on the floor with one foot, changed direction in time, pointed his foot at Vernon Maxwell, and kicked out with both feet.

"Oh!"

In the middle of the abdomen, Vernon Maxwell let out a miserable howl, and fell to the ground with his stomach in his hands, rolling around on the floor, screaming continuously, showing that the pain was unbearable.

The next moment, Zhou Quan adjusted his side again with one foot, and kicked again at Dameng who was about to get up beside him.

"Oh!"

With the blessing of first-class strike precision, both feet hit Dameng's face, and Dameng let out a miserable cry, blood flashed on his face, and he fell to the ground.

Zhou Quan had already seen a group of security guards rushing towards him, so he immediately got up and jumped forward, then jumped on Dameng's body, rode up and punched him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three punches in a row, all slaps in the face, which made Dameng groan, and then a group of security guards rushed over and dragged him away.

The entire conflict should have taken no more than three seconds. Before the Mosaic fans could react, the conflict was quelled by the heroic security guards.

"Shh!"

After the conflict stopped, the fans booed loudly.

They were extremely annoyed and disappointed. Not to mention the others, Dameng succeeded in a sneak attack, and then fought two against Vernon Maxwell, and they were all knocked to the ground. Lost, if you don't know how to fight, don't fight, you will lose face to the Pacific Ocean.

"..."

In Chicago, Jordan is no longer disappointed. Dameng, who has always boasted that he is good at fighting, actually performed worse than him. He has given up. In the future, he can only use basketball to find trouble with Iron Fist.

"Oh oh..."

In the ABC commentary seat, Williams exclaimed a few times, and then the conflict ended. Seeing the result, he excitedly shouted at Opp:

"Hey, Landis, now you don't say that Iron Fist will only use his hard bones to carry it raw? He lays on the floor and can handle Dameng and Vernon Maxwell, you see?

Vernon Maxwell was still screaming, maybe his intestines had been kicked out.Dameng is also very miserable, his face is probably going to have plastic surgery. "

"Iron Fist can indeed fight, the reaction is quick, and the response is very correct and powerful."

Aopu looked surprised, then turned to disappointment, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid this conflict will scare away a large number of people who want to provoke Iron Fist."

"Why would you say someone wanted to provoke him?" Williams asked in surprise.

Opp shrugged and said, "Because he's very jealous now, you know what I'm talking about? I know there must be a lot of people jealous of him and staring at him."

"The signed sneaker contract? Oh, I'm afraid you're right, that contract really made him stand out. In fact, his current qualifications and strength are indeed far from worthy of that contract." Williams said.

"Yes, not to mention he is still a Chinese." Op said.

On the court, the referee was furious. Such on-court violence occurred in his game, which will definitely affect his evaluation, and his control over the game will be questioned.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

Mosaic's team doctor was called up, and then he waved his hands in anger, and directly sent off all ten people involved in the brawl, not even Zhou Quan, who fought back in self-defense, and of course the injured Dameng and Fu Non Maxwell.

Seeing the referee continuously waving his right hand to the outside of the field to signal the sent off players to leave the field, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Sir, I fought back in self-defense. I was attacked by them." Zhou Quan argued.

"Go down."

The referee didn't agree with Zhou Quan's theory at all, and pointed out with his big hand again.

"Let's go, we're unlucky this time."

Zhou Quan didn't bother to argue anymore, and left the field with four teammates.

(End of this chapter)