NBA Dynasty Sniper

"Hey, Amei, what should I do, I can't buy scalper tickets..."

"Brother, don't worry, look for it again, look for it again, maybe you're lucky, and the scalper will be there in the next second."

Two Chinese men and women crawled around in the crowd, the man with a mustache, he was so handsome, and the woman had a unique temperament, a typical imperial sister temperament.

Next to them, there are two assistants and the like, just like them, looking everywhere, like looking for a thief.

"Either look for Aaron, he's **** here." After looking for a long time, the two were already sweating profusely, Yu Jie said.

"Ok, I'll call." The handsome guy said quickly.

The two are in love with brothers and sisters. They didn’t really like basketball when they came here. They didn’t have much contact with them. Hong Kong has no basketball atmosphere, but after accidentally chatting about this game, they all thought the other side wanted to watch this game, so they wanted to get it. ticket.

"Along, can you hear me clearly?" the handsome guy yelled after the call.

"Oh, it's so noisy, Arong, I heard that you didn't go to the United States to perform recently, where are you now?"

"It's rude to call brother."

"Haha, okay, brother, brother, right?"

"That's right. Aaron, I'm in New York now..."

"Ah, I was filming in Los Angeles, or I would go to New York too."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you've been here for so long, I want to get two tickets now, it's that Ni, Knicks..."

"Oh, I see, it's so noisy, you are in Madison Square Garden right now, didn't you think you like to watch basketball, brother?"

"No, Amei likes to watch it."

"Amei?"

"We came here to perform together."

"Understood, let's go, wait a minute, I'll ask Knicks boss Feilong to get tickets for you, no problem."

"Yes, that's the flying dragon, which has been reported by the Hong Kong media, and is very familiar with you."

"Don't call me early?"

"We thought we could buy tickets, but we knew that it was hard to get a ticket when we came, and there were no scalper tickets."

"The playoffs are the hottest Knicks in the NBA. This time it is the dynasty defending. Have you won millions of people in New York? Okay, hang up first. You wait for my call."

At six o'clock, the Knicks bus came to Madison Square Garden and was surrounded by countless fans.

"Dynasty! Dynasty! Dynasty..."

A huge sound wave surged, swept through Madison Square Garden like a tsunami, and then spread to the entire Manhattan city.

"Flying dragon! Flying dragon! Flying dragon..."

Zhao Dong threw away the earphones on his head, got up from his seat, waved to the fans outside the window, and with a bang, the huge sound instantly climbed to another limit.

"Are these Americans crazy?"

A Rong and A Mei saw that all the people around them were screaming madly, they couldn't help feeling a little panic. They had never seen such a crazy fan when they held the concert.

"Look, is the person in that bus the flying dragon in Beijing?"

Amei's eyes were sharp, the bus was just less than fifty meters away from them, and she saw Zhao Dong.

"It seems eh, he is so popular here!" A Rong sighed.

"Hong Kong media said that he is a world-class sports superstar, but he seems to be a soft meal with a rich wife behind him." Amei smiled.

"Don't follow the nonsense of the media, the media is not a good virtue, the whole world is the same." A Rong, who is currently being attacked by the media, shook his head and said.

"But his wife does have money. I heard that there are a lot of investments in Hong Kong. Hutchison, Hong Kong Electric Power, and many large companies have joined the board of directors. It is often reported by the media that Hong Kong also has an investment company for Storm Fund." Amei laughed. .

"Why don't you answer the phone?"

Chenglong, who had just returned to the hotel, was a little confused, and continued to call Zhao Dong.

The bus began to enter the underground parking lot. After Zhao Dong sat down, he noticed that his mobile phone was vibrating constantly.

"Big Brother Chenglong?"

"Oh, Brother Feilong, I played twenty times. Big Brother, you finally took it."

"Haha, just came in from outside, it was too noisy and didn't pay attention."

"Oh, you are coming in, no wonder. By the way, Brother Feilong, two of my friends didn't buy the tickets. Think of a way for me. Can you still get the tickets?"

"Okay, my wife has a VIP room here all year round, and it's always empty."

"That's great."

"They're just outside, right? Then you tell them, I'll go to the entrance to pick them up now. Do they recognize me?"

"Ha, now, except for the blind, who doesn't know you?"

"That's fine, if you let them go to Entrance No. 1, I'll hang up first."

A few minutes later, the bus stopped in the underground parking lot. The players got off with their bags. Zhao Dong handed the bags to Dazhi and asked his teammates to go up first and go to the entrance by himself.

He came to Entrance No. 1. There were very few people here, and it was completely unlike the crowds of other entrances, because this was the VIP entrance.

"Hey, Flying Dragon."

"Hey, Arnold."

"Hey, Sylvester."

"Hey, Liv, you are getting more and more charming."

From time to time, celebrities came in and greeted Zhao Dong. After standing for a few minutes, Stallone, Schwarzenegger, big beauty star Liv Tyler, Mariah Carey and others passed.

After waiting for ten minutes and entering dozens of acquaintances, he waited for the person who was waiting.

"Zhang Guorong, Mei Yanfang?" Zhao Dong asked in surprise.

"Yes, hello, Feilong, we asked Along to find you, it's troublesome." Arong smiled politely.

"No trouble, one trivial matter. I like the splendor of your cooperation very much."

After greeting, everyone went inside while chatting.

"Did you come to New York to make a movie or perform?" Zhao Dong asked casually.

"The performance, just in time for your game, so..." Zhang Guorong smiled.

"Oh, how is the Hong Kong economy now?" Zhao Dongdao.

"It's okay, the market is much better." Zhang Guorong said.

Mei Yanfang didn't speak much, and was always observing Zhao Dong curiously.

Although Zhao Dong’s influence has long been out of the circle, this is not what attracts her. What attracts her is because in August last year, the Storm Fund succeeded in the financial war and suddenly appeared in the Hong Kong business community. Dozens of well-known large companies have directors of the Storm Fund. She is very curious, how much money does Zhao Dong's wife have? Why is it so courageous to dare to buy the bottom when Hong Kong is the most difficult? If only she had that courage.

After arriving in Lindsay's VIP room, after Zhang Mei and Zhang Mei settled down, Zhao Dong left.

After leaving, he made an appointment with the two. Chenglong will come over tomorrow and invited them to dinner yesterday.

He remembers that Mei Yanfang will find some problems this year, but he has not become cancerous. After he is cured, he will relapse next year. Then he neglects treatment because of his singing career, and finally leads to cancer and spread. Maybe he can remind her to do better medical treatment. ?

In the locker room of the home team, at seven o'clock, some reporters were allowed to enter it for interviews. Just before the interview was over, a large group of people came outside, but it was Pistons famous Lambir who came with a group of bodyguards.

They wanted to approach the locker room, but they were stopped by a team of security, and then Zhao Dong's bodyguards guarded the door of the locker room.

"Lambiel, what are you doing?"

General Manager Nair Grant was surprised.

"I don't like your kid, I have something to say to him." Rambir took off the bitten cigar and said coldly with his chin held high.

"Flying Dragon?"

Grant thought for a while, motioned to Ranbir to wait, then turned and went into the dressing room.

"Lambir is looking for me?" Zhao Dong was startled.

Hula, almost all the reporters from the locker room rushed out and shot at Lambir.

CCTV reporter Yang Yi didn't go out and said to Zhao Dong who stood up: "Feilong, he must be dissatisfied with what you said to sweep the Pistons."

"I'm going to sweep the Pistons, is he capable of stopping me? Don't say he is retired, even if the Bad Boy Legion is still there, do you think I am Jordan? To see my blood, I will get them off the court first, and then on the court Keep going."

Zhao Dong was disdainful of authenticity.

"Boss, Ranbir dare to provoke us, let's get rid of him first." Danny Fordson said eagerly.

"You are stupid, Danny, don't forget that we are the New York Gentlemen, how do we say that we fight and kill? We must first salute and then pawn." Zhao Dong taught.

"I see, boss."

Fordson looked dumbfounded. Didn't you just say you wanted to get them?

"It's so big, teach Danny what is to be courteous first and then soldiers." Zhao Dong ordered.

"Oh."

I thought about it for a while and said to Fordson: "Just say hello first, and then beat you down."

"Oh, I see." Fordson said excitedly.

Zhao Dong took his teammates outside and met with Ranbir.

"Lambiel, I heard that you are not satisfied that I want to sweep the Pistons?" Zhao Dong said first.

But Ranbir shook his head and said: "I don't bother to care if the Pistons are swept by you. Weak strength and swept by you deserve it."

"Go ahead, what do you want to tell me." Zhao Dong asked.

Ranbir looked at Zhao Dong curiously. He was not a fool. Although he didn't like Zhao Dong, he would not mess with Zhao Dong because he understood that behind Zhao Dong was Lindsay, a giant Wall Street crocodile. The existence of cannibalism, let alone him, even if his father's Fortune 500 company provokes such a giant crocodile, it is not worth the loss. Just look at Nike's fate.

He came over today just to see, why should Zhao Dong eat this bowl of soft rice?

In his opinion, what NBA signature superstar, what is the first person in active service, what is a world-class super sports superstar, these identities are weightless in front of giants like Lindsay, women like Lindsay cannot be obtained by men. So why does Zhao Dong, a Chinese, eat soft rice?

Zhao Dong frowned, and said unhappily: "Lambiel, just say if you have anything, I don't have time to spend with you."

"I don't think you are worthy of Miss Lindsay." Lambier said suddenly.

Zhao Dong was startled, haha ​​laughed: "So you are an idiot, and wasted my time." After speaking, he turned and went into the locker room, not paying attention to Ranbir.

"Flying dragon, I haven't finished speaking yet." Ranbir exclaimed dissatisfiedly.

"Go away, interrupt my preparations again, I'll beat you half to death, try if you don't believe it?" Zhao Dong's curse came from the locker room.

"Xiete! Let's go."

Ranbir cursed uncomfortably and led away.

"What is this person doing this trip?" Hu Weidong asked in a puzzled way.

"The rich second generation, boring idle, looking for fun everywhere, do whatever he thinks of it." Zhao Dong smiled.

Back in the locker room, while chatting with his teammates, Zhao Dong turned on the system.

A talent lottery that I got from the last time I played the Lakers has been kept and has not been drawn yet.

But he didn't really want to use this reward, he wanted to save it for future use.

Now his strength, even if he draws a good talent, it is only icing on the cake for him.

"The system, if the system is reset in the future, what changes will happen to the talent lottery?" he asked.

"The lottery options will change with the host's choice." The system responded.

"Then prepare it first."

Zhao Dong did not hesitate to decide to keep this reward.

Thirty minutes later, the game began.

In this game, Zhao Dong played a 30+ triple-double, leading the Knicks to a big victory over the Pistons, winning easily, 81:108, a 27-point victory.

"Lambiel, does this score make you cool?"

At the end of the game, Zhao Dong pointed to the score on the scoreboard and ridiculed Lambir on the sidelines.

"If in my time, I would let you fall in the paint area." Rambir said viciously.

"If that happens, the only result is that I get up and destroy all of you, including you, an idiot." Zhao Dong said disdainfully.

Lambir twitched and snorted coldly, "I bet you can't defend the dynasty?"

Like this, Zhao Dong immediately said: "Billion dollars, I bet I can defend the title, do you want to take it?"

"You bragging soft rice king who doesn't pay taxes!"

Rambir cursed: "Can you get a billion? I bet Miss Lindsay won't give you that much money."

"Kacha Kacha..."

All the reporters on the sidelines gathered around, and the camera flashed continuously.

"Idiot, should I ask you, can you come up with a billion dollars? Will your Lao Tzu make you such a ruin? A bet or not? If you want to bet, the billion-dollar bank note is pressured, and Lao Tzu will play a big game with you. If you don't have money to play, just let me go." Zhao Dong scolded.

"Lambir, come on!"

"Lambiel, don't show weakness."

The reporters around were bewildered.

Ranbir glared at the reporters angrily, and cursed in his heart that these guys are not good people. Do you think he is an idiot?

When Zhao Dong saw Ranbir’s appearance, he knew he couldn’t afford to play. He walked to the other side and said coldly: "Remember, Ranbir, no matter how rich your father is, he belongs to him. You are just a rich second-generation, spending money. It depends on the look of your Lao Tzu. When your Lao Tzu is gone, you may not even be able to pay the inheritance tax.

But I am a rich generation. I can spend whatever I want with my money. If I spend one billion today, I can make another two billion tomorrow. You are a pure consumer who can’t even get a billion dollars. You play Sorry, where is your confidence to be rampant in front of me? "

"you?"

Rambir's face was bloody, and his chest was tight with anger.

He really wanted to know if Zhao Dong could really put out a billion dollars in a bet, but he was unable to take this bet, because he really couldn't put out one billion dollars, let alone not, even if he did, he would not dare to play. That is one billion U.S. dollars, not one billion Indonesian rupiah.

After taunting Ranbir, Zhao Dong took some people away.

"Lambir, why don't you gamble?" a reporter asked.

"I bet this guy can't afford a billion dollars. He is stealing the opportunity." Looking at Zhao Dong's back, Ranbir said coldly.

"Then you should pick it up?" the reporter asked.

"Pick your mother, do you think ten dollars?" Ranbir cursed.

"..."

The reporter who watched the excitement and was not afraid of big things was startled, and laughed.

"Xiete! The **** rich generation, I'd better find a college coach. It's better than someone who eats soft food." After losing face, Ranbir screamed, and then left with him.

That night, in addition to the Knicks winning the g1 game, the Bulls also defeated the Eagles. The Spurs and Lakers in the West also defeated their opponents and won the g1 game.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on the 10th, flying from Los Angeles to New York by dragon, Zhang Mei and his assistants picked up the plane.

"How about it, didn't it look good at the game last night?" Chenglong asked with a smile after getting in the car.

"Very fierce, much fierce than football." Zhang Guorong said.

Chenglong looked at Zhang Guorong and persuaded: "Brother, why not stay in the US for a while and avoid the media in Hong Kong?"

In the past two years, he knew that Zhang Guorong had been under great pressure because of Mr. Tang's affairs.

When Cha Xiaoxin, the mother of Hong Kong paparazzi, interviewed Zhang Guorong in January, Zhang Guorong said that he didn't want to die, he wanted to live. This sentence actually clearly revealed Zhang Guorong's heart. In fact, he had subconsciously thought of suicide.

"I said it a long time ago, he won't listen." Mei Yanfang shook his head.

Zhang Guorong smiled bitterly: "I'm here, and the paparazzi can find me."

Chenglong persuaded: "It's better to ask Feilong brother to help. He is very influential here, and his wife is a bigwig on Wall Street, a top-class upper-class person."

Mei Yanfang asked curiously: "Then how can he help my brother? You can't let the police catch all the paparazzi, right?"

Zhang Guorong said helplessly: "It's useless to arrest people, they just write silly."

Chenglong scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "You ask me, I don't know, I'm not at their level again. Oh, don't think about it, wait for him to ask, don't you know? He? Very loyal, the real boss."

"Oh." Zhang Mei and the other two can only nod their heads.

Zhang Guorong did not object anymore. Of course, he wanted to avoid the paparazzi that made him unable to breathe. This time he suddenly came to the United States to perform. The paparazzi reacted a step slower and kept him quiet for a few days~www.novelmt.com~ He seemed to be on it. Happy as heaven. But today some paparazzi have already been found, and his painful days are about to begin again.

At five o'clock, Zhao Dong received three people in a Chinese restaurant on Long Island.

"Brother Feilong, congratulations, the dynasty must defend this year." As soon as we met, Chenglong smiled.

"Thank you for your good words, haha!" Zhao Dong smiled, then greeted Zhang Mei and two others: "Sit down, please sit down."

After chatting for a while, the dishes are ready, while eating, continue to talk.

Chenglong took an opportunity and said, "Brother Feilong, A Rong wants to rest here for a while. The paparazzi in Hong Kong are too good. I want to ask you for a favor."

"Paparazzi?"

Zhao Dong knew that in the last few years of Zhang Guorong's life, he was stared at by paparazzi without any privacy. If he wanted to stop those paparazzi in the United States, he could help, but he could not solve the fundamental problem.

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