swing striker

Chapter 202 Knight (8)

At night, the TD North Shore Garden Arena is brightly lit. There are few vehicles and pedestrians on the main road outside the stadium, making it extraordinarily peaceful and quiet. There was no bursting roar, nor wave-like applause, as if in a silent cemetery, everyone here held their breath, looking desperately at the pair of hands that were about to pierce the sky of Boston.

"What about victory? What about victory?"

Shi Lei questioned from the bottom of his heart, under his calm face, there was a monstrous flame of anger.

There was once a player who only found a foothold in a team when he was 30 years old. Although he is not a bad person, he is always the object of disgust from his opponents. Shi Lei once asked him: "Do you regret it?" Pass?"

"Regret? Yes, I lost a lot of friends because of this." He lowered his head and held a newspaper in his hand. It was about him, and Ray Allen announced the news of breaking up with him.However, he immediately raised his head again, looking at the court with firm eyes: "I am no different from being a villain, but when the team needs it, I don't mind, we can't make everyone like us, so , boy, we can only fight for those who like us!"

"Fight for those who like me and those who support me", at this moment, Shi Lei seemed to understand Bo Wen a little bit, and felt the same way, the same desire rose in his mind.

"Wicked?"

Shi Lei suddenly gave up on James, and rushed towards his basket, his eyes fixed on the basketball, but he was thinking about this insignificant question.

He never thought of being a villain. Once upon a time, he also hated Bruce Bowen the most, but what about victory?

Big Z made a shot, with a ferocious face, Shi Lei stepped across the free throw line with all his strength and soared into the air.

"careful!"

The loud shout from James made Big Z turn his head in astonishment.

Under the basket of the Celtics, Big Z is the only obstacle for Shi Lei to move forward, but he is really too tall. Even with all his strength, this is a height that Shi Lei cannot cross, but the basketball is still flying towards his basket , already left Shi Lei with no time to care about him.

villain?No, he just wants to win!

Shi Lei slapped the basketball fiercely with his left hand, sending the basketball racket that was destined to stab the Celtics flying out, but his knees curled up, and he couldn't avoid following the big Z under the basket. Intimate contact together.

This made Shi Lei's mind go blank. When Big Z turned his head, he realized that things might develop in a bad direction that he couldn't predict. However, he was powerless, he could no longer control his body movements. .

It was the shocked face of Big Z. Just as he turned his head, he was hit by Shi Lei's knee violently, as if hit by a whistling sledgehammer. Big Z's eyes turned white, and he fell straight on the back of Kyle. Specialist under the basket.

Through the feedback from his knee, Shi Lei knew what kind of huge damage he had caused.

This made him feel remorse and panic involuntarily. Yes, he had anticipated the insults and criticisms after the game, but he was not afraid of them. He was only worried about the other party's injuries. Squeeze out from under the basket, but have no intention of sending the other party to the hospital!
Falling from mid-air, before Shi Lei had time to see how Big Z was doing, he was pushed by a huge force from behind, causing him to lose his balance, and just like Big Z, he fell on his back to the floor.

During the fall, Shi Lei looked at the uncontrollable anger on the face of No. 23 wearing the headgear.

The referee frantically blew his whistle representing authority, like a police car honking, and rushed to the scene of the incident unimpeded, first stopped the players from the two teams gathering here, and immediately showed Shi Lei a malicious foul penalty.

Yes, Shi Lei was expelled from the field!
Although he was a bit astonished, Shi Lei didn't argue, he got up from the floor calmly, first glanced at the big Z who was carried away by the rushing medical staff, and then slowly passed through the crowd.

He was ready to face someone's fist attack, but no, people were very angry, but at this time the NBA had lost its blood, Cavaliers teammates cursed and spat at Shi Lei, but no one dared to show it with their bodies.

"I hope he's all right!"

This is a heartbreaking sentence, Shi Lei just wanted to express his apology to the other party, but in James' view, it was a gloating provocation, which made James couldn't bear it any longer, and waved his clenched fist with a vicious wind
"Oh yes, you should have fought a long time ago."

Barkley in the commentary booth was radiant, he clenched the hand of the topic, his veins were bulging out with excitement, but before his words fell, Shi Lei actually ran away
On the way out of the court, Shi Lei's whole body was tense, he was always on guard against the aggressive actions of his opponents, not only to protect himself, but also his teammates and opponents.The bad result has already been born, and he doesn't want to make everything worse. Now there is no team that can withstand the bad results of a "boxing" match!

Shi Lei reacted before James' fist swung over, but for the sake of realism, he twisted his body forcibly, letting James' fist brush his back and hit him, and then separated the crowd forcefully, Run to the locker room.

fight?Shi Lei never had this idea, anyone can afford this fight, but the Celtics can't, the price they paid for this season is too expensive, Shi Lei doesn't want to be the spoiler of all this.

Once anger erupts, it will be like a tide, with the urge to destroy everything. Under the anger, James still wanted to chase Shi Lei, but he was intercepted by his opponent, and the Celtics players, They also formed a line of defense, blocking the pursuers for Shi Lei.

James' anger came and went quickly, and the referee quickly blew his whistle again, which made him calm down quickly, but it was too late, and he had to pay the price for his actions.Following Shi Lei, James was also sent off.

The fans "live", they applauded enthusiastically for the referee's penalty, and the media reporters present, the cameras in their hands flickered frequently like thunder falling one after another.

Rivers slumped on the chair, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe, and his breathing became extremely short: "Fortunately there was no fight, that bastard!"

(End of this chapter)