Located in Auburn Hills, 80 kilometers away from the city, the Auburn Hills Palace cost $70 million, was put into use in '88, can accommodate 22,000 people, has 180 luxury boxes, 1,000 club member seats, and three restaurants.

Throughout the 80s, especially in the middle and late stages, the Bad Boys Army has become a signboard of the NBA league's external marketing, and the bad is bad to the bone, which is the best commentary on the Bad Boys Army.

Now almost all the league teams are actually following the trend to build teams similar to the bad boy army, tough, iron-blooded, and tenacious, which has become the hallmark of the nineties.

From '83 to '88, the Pistons were the most attended teams in the entire league, and the Bulls and Greens, Lakers, and Knicks were not as good as the Pistons, with an average attendance of 21,400, which was the influence of the Bad Boys.

Zhou Quan stood in the middle of the field, looking at the huge and empty stadium, and felt an oppressive force.

He is unwilling to be a bad boy, but it does not mean that he does not recognize the achievements and influence of the Bad Boy Army, he is well aware of the strength of the Bad Boy Army.

In the mid-to-late eighties, it was a team that no other team wanted to face, and everyone was afraid of it, and if it wasn't for Jordan in his prime, maybe there would have been a chance to build the supreme honor of three consecutive championships, and in any case, it was a great team.

Now that he's here, he's overturned the Bad Boy Army, forced Ranbir to retire, and forced the Smiling Assassin to keep his head down, but if he can't bear the Pistons' history, he won't end up doing much better.

Even, history will say that the Bad Boy Army has a chance to continue its glory, but because of him, the opportunity was lost.

So, he's actually under a lot of pressure.

The history of two consecutive championships is not so easy to carry, and Jordan has only won one championship after playing for so many years.

He has to win at least one or even two crowns as a core to prove that he has not delayed the Bad Boy Army.

If he wants to prove that he is stronger than the Bad Boy Army, there is only a dynasty.

When he thinks of the Smiling Assassin, he is especially under psychological pressure.

He has never underestimated Isaiah Thomas, nor is he qualified to underestimate others, his fists do not mean that he is better than others, from the perspective of basketball, he is eighteen levels worse than Thomas.

Isaiah Thomas, the smiling assassin, is only 182 centimeters tall, and he is the greatest little man of his time, who makes Jordan deflated, the big bird hate, and the magic who breaks his halberd.

If there had been no brawl, even now, Isaiah Thomas would have been the object of his admiration, the goal of his hard work.

To put it simply, he also wants to be like Isaiah Thomas, to be a great little man and make his mark in the history of the NBA.

He violently beat such a person, and the pressure in his heart can be imagined.

For Thomas, his dislike is actually far less than that of Ranbill, who forced him to admit that he was Japanese, which was a stab through his bottom line.

He is a native of Wuling, fifty years ago, on the eve of the Battle of Wuling, four relatives of his family died under the bayonets of the Japanese, and in his generation, there is still a bitter hatred, forcing him to admit that he is Japanese, which is the greatest humiliation to him.

……

"Hey!"

Just then, someone came out of the players' tunnel, and it turned out to be Isaiah Thomas.

It's been forty days since the fight, his trauma is almost over, he can move freely, but he can't train yet, he came here today, mainly to show his presence, he is afraid that if it drags on any longer, his influence in the team will become smaller and smaller.

"Isaiah, it's great to see you." Jo Dumas immediately ran over laughing.

"Joe."

Thomas nodded, his chin raised and his usual angelic smile on his face, trying to maintain his previous appearance.

"Isaiah ......"

Mark Aguirre and John Sely also ran over, as well as Rodman, as well as three role players who were with the Pistons last season, and they couldn't save face and came over to say hello.

As for the others, including a fringe man who was on the Pistons last season, plus four newcomers such as Darnell Walker, they didn't come over, and they all walked to Zhou Quan's side, forming two small groups on the court.

There were few people on Zhou Quan's side, but he didn't look unhappy at all, and he still maintained an angelic smile on his face.

He is very confident that the smiling assassin who is a little out of place with people is inferior to him in terms of communication, and he has already established good relations with these people these days, and these people will not go against him even if they don't help him.

He didn't think anyone other than John Sailly and Mark Aguirre, including Rodman, would really be on the side of the Smiling Assassin.

The reason is very simple, the last time they did it, at such a critical moment, they didn't do it, and now they won't.

While Thomas was talking to someone, his eyes looked at Zhou Quan, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

He breathed a sigh of relief, there were at least seven people rallying around him, especially Jo Dumas's attitude towards him was still the same, so that he had the strength to compete with the Iron Fist.

But at this moment, the three players who came over to greet him smiled and nodded to him, and then walked towards Zhou Quan.

Eight to six, all at once it became five to nine.

Even Jo Dumas and Rodman, after saying a few words, walked away a few steps, although they didn't go to Zhou Quan's side, they kept some distance from him, and there were only two people left by his side.

"Haha......"

It was interesting to watch, and Zhou Quan laughed.

"Damn it!"

Thomas burst into a foul mouth in annoyance.

At this time, Zhou Quan suddenly retracted his smile and said with a serious face: "Okay, old bird, this is the last time, if you try to destroy the unity of the locker room and gang up here, I won't be polite to you." ”

Thomas hates it so much, I'm ganging up, what are you doing?

Zhou Quan glanced at everyone, and said with an extremely serious expression: "Now we have lost seven consecutive games at the beginning, and if we continue, there will be no good results for everyone, including you Isaiah Thomas, including me Zhou Quan, as well as the team management and boss."

The status of the main players will plummet, the role players will have a hard time finding a home, the marginalized will lose their jobs, the ball market will be completely rotten, tickets will not be sold, commercial sponsorships will be drastically reduced, operations will be difficult, clubs will lay off employees, the remaining staff will take pay cuts, and the Pistons will be a mess because of us. ”

With his words, everyone on the scene, from the management, to the players, to the surrounding staff, and the security personnel, their expressions became solemn, and they slowly walked towards Zhou Quan, and their eyes were focused on him.

They knew that if they continued, the situations that Zhou Quan said would really appear one by one.

Isaiah Thomas seemed to have a vision before his eyes, and he left the piston in disarray, leaving behind him a ruin and countless disappointed people.

This is his parent team, a team that he would rather retire, a team that would rather bow his head and reconcile with Iron Fist than leave, he has done everything here, he does not want this place to be a ruin.