Nba: Body Of Steel, Reshape The Glory Of The Green Army

Chapter 213 Black hands again and again! The dirty style of the Jazz!

Stockton immediately got the space he wanted, but he didn't have time to be happy at all. Lin Long's long arms that covered the sky quickly covered his vision, so that he couldn't even see the basket.

Stockton is also a battle-hardened veteran who doesn't panic at all.

With experience, he made a behind-the-scenes pass and wanted to give it to his partner, Malone.

Although they can't see it, they have a tacit understanding for more than ten years, which has played tens of thousands of pick-and-rolls so that Stockton is very clear that his partner is there!

But the ball still failed to pass!

Billups has already recovered his anger. He has the same perfect tacit understanding as Lin Long. Seeing Lin Long's defense, Billups immediately stood on Stockton's passing path and directly took the ball. Broke down, and then Billups threw the ball forward and wanted to take advantage of the situation to launch a fast break.

But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly fell to the ground and slid forward for a few meters!

Malone's foot just happened to be at Billups's foot, and he turned him upside down.

"Be careful, young man, why are your feet still soft?"

Malone stepped forward hypocritically and stretched out his hand to help Billups up, but was slapped away by the angry Billups: "Fuck me! You think I can't see what you did?"

Ma Long's smiling face was immediately replaced by a gloomy expression: "I just want to fuck you, what? Do you have any opinions?"

Billups' eyes widened with rage. It was the first time he had seen such a rogue and insidious person after playing basketball for so long, but this person was a long-established top superstar, which made Billups extremely angry. Shame.

Lin Long watched Malone gear up.

Just waiting for Billups to do it first, then teach him how to be a good person, and the one who does it later can not only avoid the league's pursuit and punishment, but also educate this arrogant rookie well. Malone has already calculated everything well. .

Lin Long took a quick horizontal step, blocking Malone and Billups between, he looked at Malone.

Without any sign of flinching, he said in a cold tone: "If you want to play, let's play, if you want to play anything else, don't insult the basketball court, see you off the court.

Malone has fought countless times in his life, naturally he will not be afraid of Lin Long, he took another step forward, put his forehead on Lin Long's forehead, and said, "Asian boy, don't think that you can defeat Jordan. Invincible in the world, I don't care about you and Jordan at all! I treat you as rubbish."

"Those who are better than you are all garbage, so what are you? You are not even as good as garbage? Or are you the most stinky and disgusting garbage in the garbage heap, with maggots crawling on it, and you don't even want a homeless super garbage? Lin Long's rebuttal With full of smell, even after he finished speaking, he couldn't help covering his nose, as if the stench he said was coming from Ma Long's mouth.

When Malone was about to refute, the referee finally came to the scene and forcefully separated the two groups. Even Big Ben, Barkley and Ostertag, who were going to rush up together, were all blocked behind. The conflict was finally stopped before it broke out.

Malone's foul was called a flagrant foul by the referee, and Billups got 2 free throws and 1 throw.

It's just that this time the villain seems to be a button for something, and the next game scene begins to change quickly, and it becomes more and more out of the referee's control.

First, Barkley hit Ostertag's chest with an elbow, causing the strong white man to be very dissatisfied, and he pushed Barkley to a staggering backhand.

After the referee finally separated the two sides, in the next round, Ostertag retaliated and slapped Barkley in the face while grabbing a rebound, causing his nosebleed to flow. Ostertag was tossed to the ground.

Fortunately, the referee once again acted as a firefighter.

Separated the two and gave them a technical foul each to calm them down.

The insiders moved their hands, and the players on the outside were naturally not far behind. Stockton's black feet were placed directly under Billups' feet, which almost caused Billups to slap his feet.

After two rounds, Bowen stopped hiding and stumbled directly when Hornacek broke through, making Hornacek fall and eat shit.

As for Lin Long and Ma Long, although these two people did not directly act.

But he did everything except his hands, and Malone's elbows, knees, nails, and slaps took turns to go to Lin Long.

And it is different from the little moves of the Chicago Bulls Pippen, Rodman and others.

Many of Ma Long's actions are completely without scruples, without thinking about the consequences, and they are used purely to get rid of people.

There was an entire series against Rodman, Pippen, and Jordan, and there were countless clashes and trash talk.

But Lin Long is very clear that their actions are big, but they don't want to hurt people. If they really hurt people accidentally, they will feel guilty and self-blame from the bottom of their hearts.

But Malone is different, and the entire Jazz team is different. They take pleasure in hurting people and take pride in destroying people. This is the toughness they understand, and this is why Salt Lake City is feared by the entire league.

At the end of the second quarter of the game, the conflict between the two sides erupted in anger once again escalated.

This time, when Ostertag was grabbing a rebound, his elbow directly slammed into Big Ben's face, directly cracking Big Ben's brow bone, and blood splattered on the field in an instant.

The tough guy is like Big Ben, the pain in the brow bone was not taken seriously by him at all, with blood all over his face, Big Ben slapped Ostertag directly on the face like an evil spirit, slapping the big white bear. The shooter retreated a few meters and fell directly to the ground. Then Big Ben raised his fist directly, took a standard attacking pace, and rushed towards Ostertag.

It's a pity that the referee came faster this time, like a vulture stimulated by blood.

He quickly appeared in the middle of Big Ben and Ostertag, hugged the two of them desperately, and separated them.

Big Ben howled angrily: "Come on bitch! Come on! See if I can beat you to death!""

Ostertag was somewhat frightened by Big Ben's bravery just now, and only now did he recover, and immediately shouted back: "There is no physical contact in basketball, you can play badminton! You can't fight if you can't beat basketball. Is it?

In a word, Ostertag insidiously pushed all the faults directly to Big Ben.

There is no expression on Lin Long's face, they don't deserve it at all!

For this group of Salt Lake City people, Lin Long's 333 contempt and contempt from the bottom of his heart, just this group of guys, making them the championship is simply a disgrace to the O'Brien Cup.

Lin Long put a hand on Big Ben's shoulder and reassured his angry brother:

"It's okay Ben, it's okay! There's always one time in this series, we make them pay! Let them know what it's really tough to do!

Under the comfort of Lin Long and others, Big Ben finally regained his composure.

Big Ben's eyes are like two spotlights, staring at Ostertag, who has always been known for being tough and rough, and he is happily talking to his teammates, with everyone listening. The voice that arrived, proudly boasted about how he helped Big Ben grow up and how he made him call him Dad.

But halfway through the conversation, Ostertag's eyes swept to Big Ben inadvertently, seeing his eyes as if he was ready to kill at any time, and his figure like a god of war, he couldn't help shivering, and then shivered. He didn't dare to continue this topic, and started talking about other things instead.

After a while, Daben's wound was treated briefly.

The referee gave Ostertag and Big Ben a technical foul each, which counted as 50 rebounds each.

After this conflict, the fire in the hearts of both sides has reached a full state, as long as there is an opportunity, they may fight at any time.

Fortunately, there was less than 1 minute left until the end of the first half at this time. In two or three rounds, neither side found any suitable opportunity to play, and finally the first half was peacefully spent.