Rashid's footsteps are the top existence in the inner line, not to mention Ma Long, who is almost forty years old, it is not easy for the twenty-year-old Ma Long to get past him, but this time, Ma Long turned around and easily passed Rashid.

"!" Tianzun roared, staggered back two steps and fell to the ground, Malone rushed past him, and used the fastest speed to kill the inside, attracting the Huaben defense to pass the ball to O'Neal. The main defense of his own Hua Ben was attracted away, O'Neal finally got the gap, he put his arms on the top of his head, his huge body jumped up, and the whole person hung on the hoop, and came to a painful two-handed buckle.

Only at this time, Hua Ben could take care of Tianzun who fell to the ground, and until this time, Tianzun still fell to the ground and did not get up.

"What's going on?" Billups screamed and rushed over, and Huaben followed to see Rashid lying on the floor with his face full of pain biting his lip, eyes closed and an unconscious growl coming out of his mouth.

"Soft eggs!" O'Neill laughed triumphantly.

Ma Long also sneered and said: "I have seen fake falls, but I have never seen such realistic fake falls." Don't play dead, boy, stand up, there's no way the referee can be deceived by you. As he spoke, he shook his arm, as if his arm was a little uncomfortable.

Wabbon looked at Rashid with concern, and could clearly see that his left cheek was turning purple and swollen at a visible rate.

"! This son of a bitch's elbow hit Rashid, referee, see no, he maliciously fouled! Huaben suddenly understood what happened to Rashid, he turned around and roared, "This son of a bitch wants to murder Rashid, blow him down, and let him get out of the game!" ”

Rashid's buzzing brain was much better after lying on the floor, and he wasn't even conscious before, but Billups helped him to his feet slowly.

Donaghi came up to take a look, and with a cold face motioned to Huaben to hurry up and serve, refusing to blow for Malone for an offensive foul.

"You're blind," Wabbon said viciously, gritting his teeth, and before he could finish his sentence, Prince rushed up, covered his mouth, and pulled him back with his arms around his neck. Rashid, who has improved a lot, also came up and grabbed Huaben to prevent him from clashing with the referee.

Brown quickly called a timeout, and Mirisic and Oku did as he was told, and went up to drag the enraged Warburn down.

Although the fans at the scene did not catch Malone's elbow action, they could understand what happened before through Rashid's swollen cheeks, especially since Malone still has a criminal record.

Seeing Huaben being pulled off the field by Oku and Mirisic, and seeing the injustice suffered by their own team, the fans scolded and screamed:

"Kill L.A."

"Kind of coming at me, I'll smash your head with a shotgun"

"L.A., don't want to get out of here tonight, wait for our revenge"

O'Neal and Malone don't care about the swearing of fans, they don't know how many of these voices have been heard in their careers, so what, haven't they been doing well until now? Moreover, the more the opposing fans hate them, the more the home fans love them and the more money they make.

Hua Ben shouted at Malone through Mirisic's cover: "Listen to me, damn it's better not to play after the timeout, otherwise I'll wait for me to blow your head!" ”

Brown asked the team doctor to come up to check on Rashid's injury, and the team doctor put a swelling potion on his cheek and did a simple bandage, reassuring the players: "It's nothing, it's a hard contusion, just a few days of bandaging, it won't have any effect, and there will be no sequelae." ”

Malone's elbow was ruthless enough, and Rashid's left eye was only a slit left, and the left cheek was too swollen.

Brown hurriedly dispatched his troops: "Darko, you play for Rashid, remember, don't go toe-to-toe with that old guy." ”

Mirisic was just a 19-year-old kid who couldn't stand up to Malone or O'Neal.

If this kind of thing happened when he first entered the NBA, the introverted Mirisic would definitely be frightened now, let alone against Ma Long, and he wouldn't dare to go up and look at him. However, after a season of growth, especially under the influence of Wabeben's villains, he successfully transformed into Ranbier's second, at least in temper and mentality, close to the Detroit tyrant.

Mirisic stubbornly did not speak, and his eyes revealed bitter hatred.

Knowing that Rashid was fine, Huaben's excited emotions calmed down, he was really scared before, for fear that Malone's elbow would give Rashid a concussion, so Rashid would have to miss at least two games. However, Rashid's performance will also be greatly affected in this way, and for an athlete who lives on projection, what is more important than the aim of the eyes?

When the game restarted, the Zen master made simple adjustments to the lineup, Malone and Payton were both replaced, and the two substitutes were Fox and Fisher.

Hua Ben played with a blue face, but O'Neill was happy, in this game, Hua Ben buckled two above his head, and risked him two, and the shark couldn't hold back the fire in his heart for a long time. Now he is naturally happy to see his opponent angry. However, he didn't want to let his opponent go so easily, and if Hua Ben could have been sent off or even banned, then they would have booked the championship.

How can I get Wabeen sent off? To provoke him, of course, and make him make a big move!

Everyone knew this, so Billups reminded Huaben vigorously: "Calm down, captain, you have to calm down!" Now you're our boss, and if you go down, our team will collapse! You have to think clearly, captain, you have to be calm! ”

O'Neal smiled contemptuously, and when the Pistons attacked him to defend Warben, he sneered: "Ben, Rashid can't die, right?" I said he was too careless, Carl just turned around and shook him there, it's nothing, he would break his face, haha, is it that you usually do too much evil, God punishes you? ”

Wamoto's forehead was thumping, his mouth was closed and he didn't speak, and he stuck O'Neal for the ball.

Billups played the role of his team's brain, and he was determined not to pass the ball to Huaben at this time, but to Mirisic, who had just come on the field.

Mirisic received the ball in the high post and immediately crouched down to jump and shoot, his action was so realistic that Fox jumped up and down.

Fox jumped, the Lakers fans immediately screamed, Mirisic retracted his bent body and leaned forward, slapped the ball skillfully with his big hand, and strode towards the restricted area.

O'Neal wanted to make up for the defense, but Wabben stuck him and made him unable to move at the baseline.

With no one in front of him, Mirisic stepped into the penalty area in two steps, his seven-foot-long body jumped high, his hands held the ball behind his head, his legs stretched straight, and his whole person shot straight into the sky like a sharp arrow. At the top, Mirisic struggled to smash the ball down like a Detroit hammer worker and smashed it into the hoop with precision.

From the feint to the final dunk, Milicic's entire set of actions took less than three seconds, and it was neat! His dunk is not as domineering as Huaben, but he is elegant and chic!

Watching Mirisic play the opponent's power forward with ease, the fans finally turned their anger into joy again. After the outbreak of the playoffs, the Serbian blacks already have a group of die-hard fans who are waving the snow-white No. 31 jersey in their hands to cheer on Mirisic.

Although the fans were happy, some people were unhappy, such as the two violent people in the TNT live broadcast seat.

Barkley shook his head and said: "I thought this ball would be handed over to Ben, but in fact, Ben should have been played, my brother was bullied, how could he not be the boss as the boss?" Oh damn it, I still idolize Ben, he failed my expectations! At the very least, this guy should put down that black fat man now, I did this back then, this is the man! ”

Smithton was helpless, "Are you trying to stir up trouble?" In fact, Chauncey handled the ball very beautifully."

"Pretty shit!" An enraged Ranbier interrupted Smith, and the old tyrant finally revealed his true colors, "If you want me to say, what are you going to do with him?" Straight to him in the ribs - that's where a punch, a punch, and I'm sure this guy will retire. Of course, it's not bad to give his head a flower with his elbow, anyway, it can't just end up with a son of a bitch's dunk! ”

As if hearing the advice of the former team boss, Mirisic didn't end it like this, dunked well, and after he landed, he raised two middle fingers at the Lakers' bench and howled: "Old guy, this ball is for you!" Don't fucking run away, come up and let Lao Tzu kick your ass hard! You seedless old bastard, traitor to Salt Lake City! ”

Mirisic's actions and curses were considered to have stabbed the hornet's nest, and Malone on the bench was unprecedentedly confused by this brainless remark: Did I jump into the well with your child or did I soak your daughter-in-law while you were not at home? How much hatred do you rookie scold me like this?

Although the fans couldn't hear Mirisic's scolding, his actions won the support of 20,000 fans at Auburn Hills Palace, and Detroit had no shortage of rough men, and under his guidance, at least 20,000 middle fingers were also raised, and words like Fakitte were endless.

"Good boy!" Ranbir's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and gestured, Smith reacted quickly enough, quickly suppressed his movements, and shouted in a cold sweat: "I said man, you are in front of the TV, pay attention to your image, pay attention to your image"

Tens of millions of fans in front of the television set booed disdainfully, and many people gave their middle fingers up, and Malone's elbow made countless enemies in the league, except for fans in Los Angeles and the Utah Jazz, fans everywhere echoed Mirisic's call.

Ranbir grabbed the microphone and complimented, "This white boy is tough, oh shit, I forgot I'm a white guy too." Damn, I mean to say, I used to look at the wrong person and thought the team had chosen a European softie. I have to say, Joe's vision is good, he continues the hard bones of Detroit, I like this little guy in Serbia, I decided, after this season, I'm going to be a teacher for him, I'm going to train him to be a second Ranbir! ”

In front of the TV, Miller showed his first smile since he was eliminated, damn, fortunately Lao Tzu retired, the second Ranbir? That could kill me!

At the same time, the fan who had just dropped his middle finger stretched out his middle finger again after listening to Ranbir's words, this guy has more enemies than Malone.

Donaghi rushed forward without hesitation and blew the whistle in his mouth fiercely to stop the Lakers players' protests: "Technical foul!" ”

(To be continued)