"Quick, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Stop!"

"Mike, calm down!"

Just as the four of them were scuffling, the security guards and police at the stadium also rushed to hear the news, and as soon as they saw the scene, they immediately shouted to stop them.

However, no one dared to take the initiative to stop, and the scene was blocked by the crowd of onlookers, and the security guards couldn't squeeze in.

"Mike, kill them!"

"Let these Orientals see how powerful we are!"

"Come on Mike, you're the king of Milicone!"

"Good Mike, stuff them all in the trash!"

......

The sound of invective, exclamations, and the shutter of the camera made the battle more and more intense.

The sound of fists hitting flesh and hitting bones seemed to echo the sound of the crowd of onlookers.

can't go on like this, although the three of them fought separately to maintain a draw, but after all, they don't rely on fighting to eat, and their physical fitness can't be compared with Tyson, and they will be physically exhausted for 5 minutes at most.

With a ruthless heart, Liu Dong took the time to shout at Zhao Gang and the others.

"Restrain him, let me come!"

Zhao Gang and Zhou Yang glanced at each other tacitly, and at the same time, they hugged Tyson's arm with both hands.

"Ahh

Tyson, whose hands were restrained and couldn't move, roared, his eyes were torn apart, and he hit Zhao Gang on the calf with a leg sweep.

Soon the two of them also pinned Tyson's legs with their feet, making him completely immobile.

Liu Dong immediately took a detour to the front, his back was too dangerous, and if he hit his spine, even with Tyson's physical fitness, he would at least be disabled.

After retreating five or six meters, the people around him flashed to the side when they saw him pushing over.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, admit defeat quickly!"

"You're dead!"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy, if you can't say it, Mike can spare your life!"

"Haha, are the Chinese trying to escape?"

"I guess I want to run, just with his small body, I can't get on Mike for a hundred meters!"

In the face of their abuse, Liu Dong did not respond, and glanced back coldly.

The blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, the blue and red on his face, and the cold and murderous eyes made everyone shudder in their hearts, and their feet unconsciously retreated again, lowering their heads and not daring to look at him.

This is a fierce man who can fight against Mike Tyson, Liu Dong's several attacks just now fell on Tyson without causing much damage, but they don't think it's a soft fist.

And if you hit yourself?

Thinking of this, the fear in everyone's eyes was even worse, for fear that Liu Dong would suddenly go crazy and attack them.

"Whew!"

Adjusting his state, Liu Dong stared at Tyson's huge body not far away.

Take a slight step forward with your left foot, wrap your hands around the baby, and wrap your arms in a circle.

With a loud shout, his right foot glared violently, and his whole body instantly rushed out. After taking two big steps, his left foot was the axis, he rose into the air, slightly sideways to gather the strength of his whole body to his waist, hips, and back, and then rushed forward and leaned on Tyson's chest violently.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Tyson was directly knocked out of the air five or six meters, knocking down several spectators behind him.

Zhao Gang and Zhou Yang didn't have time to let go, and they were also beaten upside down and flew out.

After landing, Liu Dong choked and almost couldn't stand steadily, so he took two steps forward to stabilize his figure.

He still couldn't completely remove his strength, and he had to go all out, and the huge anti-shock force also hurt him a lot.

Li Manyu saw his shaky appearance and hurriedly came up to support him, "How is it, it's okay!"

"It's fine, it's just a bit of a shock. Liu Dong pulled away her hand and pretended to be calm and said.

"Brother Zhao, Zhou Yang, are you all right!"

"It's okay, this old beauty's fists are really hard!" The two got up from the ground, shook their arms, and signaled Liu Dong to rest assured.

At this time, the security guards and police also broke through the encirclement and surrounded them with batons, fully armed and armed with batons.

"This gentleman, you and your companion are suspected of assaulting others and disturbing public order, please come with us!" A black policeman armed with a baton came to Liu Dong's side vigilantly.

"What about him?" Liu Dong pointed to Mike Tyson, who had just gotten up from the ground and was being restrained by two policemen.

"Mr. Mike will go back with us for questioning, too!" the black policeman frowned and waved his hand to let them out.

Liu Dong didn't resist, there were so many people at the scene, the process was recorded, and he didn't worry about anything, so he got into the police car with him.

After they left, the stunned audience and reporters reacted, and a more violent discussion erupted.

"Oh my God, Mike was defeated by the Orientals!"

"God, has the devil of the East come again?"

"Shameless yellow-skinned monkey, what kind of hero is 3 to 1!"

"Editor-in-chief, get ready for the front page of the newspaper, I have big news!"

"Editor-in-chief, take Dwight's damn bastard off the front page, I've got even more exciting news!"

"Yes, there was a fight, but not a player!"

"It's more exciting than the players hitting the audience, it's too late to explain, I'll rush back right now!"

......

People have uploaded videos and photos of their own photos to social networking sites, calling friends who know each other to paint pictures of the battle.

The reporters dragged the camera and ran outside, and the connected game was not reconciled, and as they ran, they conceived the headlines in their minds about the upcoming meeting.

And Liu Dong had already gotten into the police car at this time, just as he was about to drive to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Just as the police car was about to start, Robopelinka chased him out of the stadium and looked at the police in the car, "Hey, officer, can we say a few words?"

"Of course, Mr. Robb!"

The black cop shrugged his shoulders and opened the window.

The police officers who often come to Staples Stadium to patrol are no strangers to Kobe's agent, and naturally they did not refuse this little thing.

"Mr. Liu, I already know the details of this matter, and our lawyer will rush to the police station later, you just need to tell me about the situation!" Luo Bo advised.

"I understand, thank you Mr. Robb!" Liu Dong nodded!

At this time, the news of their fight had spread throughout the country through social networking sites, and the dignified heavyweight boxing champion was knocked down by a Chinese actor and two bodyguards, which stunned everyone.

The game hadn't started in the court yet, the players were warming up in twos and threes, and Bryant was throwing basketballs into the small box from mid-range.

Bynum came up excitedly, "Hey, Kobe, that Chinese kid just beat Mike Tyson!"

Kobe Bryant's raised hand paused, and then continued with a blank face, "Prepare for the game!"

... Bynum left stupidly, and ran to Odom, Gasol, and Fisher and shouted, "Hey guys, boxing champion Tyson was beaten down by that Chinese kid!"

"Tyson is in his 40s, and I can beat him out of the S with his little man!" said the 208CM Odom, flashing the muscles of his arm, disdainfully.