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Chapter 218 Is This the Legendary Medicine Dregs
Rodman, a majestic man over two meters tall. . .

With a pale face and blue lips, he walked into the training hall.

"No more, not a single drop..." He walked forward while talking to himself.

Then comes the dialogue at the end of the previous chapter.

In the end, Davis left his teammates and helped Rodman into the locker room.

"Michael, the 2000 million, I'm afraid I'm going to spend my life..." Rodman mumbled to Davis.

"Dennis, why did you come to the team?"

"If I don't come again, you won't see me."

Davis looked at Rodman with a mournful face in horror, and there was a faint flicker of crystal light in the corner of his eyes. . . .

Next, in Rodman's description, DeWeese heard words such as "handstand seven or eight times" and "squeezed dry."

"So, what are you going to do next?"

"I want to play in the next game." Rodman actually asked to play for the first time ever. . .

Davis looked at Rodman's state, and asked him worriedly: "You are in this state, is it okay?"

"You have to do it if you can, and you have to do it if you can't. That crazy woman wants to watch my game."

DeWeese was surprised by Rodman's address.

"Since you hate her so much, why not kick her directly?"

Rodman lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Aside from being crazy in bed, it's cute everywhere else."

DeWeese fell headfirst to the floor.

Coincidentally, the next day's game was to go to Philadelphia to face the Philadelphia team again. Rodman rushed to the team gathering place early in the morning, ran to the bus and sat down. He chose the innermost seat, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him.

After all the people were gathered, the bus started to drive to the airport.

"Dennis, did you sleep well last night?"

Davis sat next to Rodman.

"Yesterday, I didn't dare to go home at all. I just found a hotel and slept for the night. The bed was too short."

Davis had a dark face, and suddenly wanted to know what Rodman had experienced during the past few days.

Seeing Rodman's tired face, although his mental state was better than yesterday, Davis still expressed doubts about his state.

After arriving in Philadelphia, DeWeese changed his clothes in the locker room and warmed up.

There was a sudden exclamation from the sidelines.

Davis looked up in confusion, and found a close-up of a person on the big screen.

It was the queen of pop, Madonna Louise Ciccone.

She sat on the sidelines coherently, glancing into the player tunnel from time to time.

For some reason, a word suddenly appeared in Davis' mind.

Medicine dregs. . .

Unable to withstand Rodman's strong request, D'Antoni finally put Rodman in the starting list.

When Rodman came to the court, Madonna stood up immediately.

"Haney~~~" Madonna put her hands into a trumpet shape by her mouth and shouted towards Rodman.

Davis clearly saw that Rodman shuddered. . .

He looked in Madonna's direction with a smile on his face.

"Behave well, I'm here to cheer you on today, I've already booked a room~" Madonna continued to shout with a smile on her face.

Davis silently mourned for Rodman in his heart for three seconds.

The game started soon, playing Philadelphia, the Magic had no pressure at all.

But DeWeese has been keeping an eye on Rodman's status.

Fortunately, at the end of the first quarter, Rodman performed fairly well and grabbed five rebounds, but they were all backcourt rebounds, and other statistics were 0. .

DeWeese is trying to figure out how to make Rodman's numbers look better.

But in the second quarter, an accident happened. . .

Rodman's condition is getting better and better. In the second quarter, O'Neal and O'Neal basically completely dominated the basket.

When scrambling for a rebound, Rodman relied on his amazing bounce speed to jump high and prepare to protect the rebound.

And Witherspoon, who was competing with him, had a bullet speed that was almost one dimension behind Rodman.

Rodman got the rebound in the air and spread his legs to expand his possession.

At this time, Witherspoon just took off.

Intentionally or not, Witherspoon raised his knees a little higher. . .

Rodman has begun to fall, and Witherspoon is still on the rise. . .

Then Witherspoon's bent knee hit the position where Rodman made great efforts in the past two days. . . .

There was only a scream, and Rodman dropped the ball and started to scream after landing.

Looking at Rodman rolling wildly on the ground, Davis also felt a chill in his crotch.He quickly called the team doctor.

The team doctor came up to check and signaled to the off-court to make a substitution.

Then Rodman crossed his legs and was carried out of the field by two medical staff.

However, DeWeese could vaguely see that when Rodman left the court, apart from the pain on his face, he seemed to feel a little relieved.

Witherspoon's bad behavior was blown a T by the referee without hesitation, but this is not the end.

Madonna's scolding can be heard clearly on the court.

Her influence is much greater than that of Witherspoon. In the United States of this era, Madonna is one of the well-deserved true gods in the entertainment industry.

Although it was at home in Philadelphia, the fans quickly turned their backs.

Hearing waves of cursing from the sidelines.

The people of Witherspoon are dumbfounded.

Soon he was replaced by head coach John Lucas to avoid the limelight.

This game also officially lost its suspense. In fact, there was not much suspense in the first place. . .

In the end, the Magic turned their backs and beat the Philadelphia team by around 20 points, and they stopped.

After the game, when Davis returned to the locker room, Rodman had disappeared.

There is no bathroom, it seems that he has left.

Confused, he walked to the door and looked around.

"Handsome, have you seen Dennis?" A seductive voice suddenly came from DeWeese's ear.

Davis turned his head slowly, and it turned out to be Madonna.

"Forehead...."

How to answer this situation?Waiting online, very urgent.

Seeing that Davis didn't reply for a long time, the expression on Madonna's beautiful face gradually turned into confusion.

"Hey?"

Davis came to his senses, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"I didn't see Dennis."

Madonna glanced in from the door of the dressing room in doubt, mumbled something, and walked away slowly.

Davis heaved a sigh of relief, now the image of Madonna in his heart is almost at the level of a dominatrix, and he wished to stay away from her.

But when he got on the bus, he found that there was a person lying at the back of the bus, covering his face with his clothes, but Davis knew without looking at his face that it must be Rodman.

"Hey Dennis, Madonna is looking for you."

DeWeese knew Rodman must have been awake.

Sure enough, Rodman lifted off his clothes.

"You met her? What did she say?"

(End of this chapter)