NBA Dynasty Sniper

　　 "Boy, is it fun?"

Ma Long beside 　　 even spouted trash talk at Zhao Dong at this time. It can be seen that he has no regrets at all in his heart, he is very proud, and even regrets that he has used less strength. This kid has nothing to do.

　　 "It's fun, and there are more fun." Zhao Dong smiled and looked at each other.

　　 Malone was startled: "More fun?"

　　 At this moment, Zhao Dong twisted his waist and raised his arms, and with a bang, a backhand hit Ma Long's abdomen again, hitting the opponent into dried shrimps on the spot.

"Oh!"

　　 The audience exclaimed.

　　 "...it's over!"

　　 Van Gundy, who had just held Oakley, turned his head and saw this scene. He knew that something was serious.

"asshole!"

　　 got another punch, Ma Long was furious, and was about to get up, Zhao Dong made another heavy tick, banging it on his face.

　　 This time, like knocking over a colorful bottle, Ma Long felt his head float instantly, and then the brain inside was spilled all over the sky, red, yellow and white all came out.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Zhao Dong raised his leg, made a fierce forward kick, kicked the horse dragon, and then jumped up and rode on the opponent.

　　 Then, he waved his fists and started smashing Ma Long's head.

　　 Malone was hit by a heavy tick on his face, and he was a little dizzy. He couldn't fight back when he was pressed under his body. He could only instinctively use his arms to protect his head.

　　 Zhao Dong hit a few punches, but couldn't break Ma Long's thick arms, so he simply moved his elbow and smashed it directly.

　　 "Boom..."

The force of the elbow was too strong. No matter how strong Ma Long’s arms were, his elbows were so painful as to crack, but he did not dare to let go, because Zhao Dong looked like he was going to kill him. He was afraid. Arm brace, he was really afraid of being blown out of his head.

　　 At this time, other talents reacted, and the Jazz players rushed to pull Zhao Dong away.

　　 But as soon as he dragged away, he was unprepared, Zhao Dong struggling abruptly, breaking free, and rushing up again, hitting the head of Ma Long who wanted to struggle.

　　 Just hearing a bang, Ma Long's head suddenly tilted, and the person leaped on the floor, completely silent.

　　 Zhao Dong didn't let Malone go, and jumped up again, but this time a few security guards rushed up and held him down.

　　 "It's over, it's over, it's over..."

　　 On the CCTV live broadcast, Zhang Fangyi and Sun Zhenping were as colorful as earth.

　　Houston, Barkley was silent, and he said for a while, "This kid should take the place of Lambir. It's not easy to mess with!"

　　 Maureen said next to him: "Charles, just play ball after you play, don't mess with flying dragon."

　　 "I never fight." Barkley promised, clapping his chest.

　　 Maureen rolled her eyes, you don't fight, who was riding Lambir and beating him?

　　 "Too fierce!"

　　 "Malong elbows people for a lifetime, and finally provokes a ruthless character!"

　　 "One of the four wicked men is missing, and it just happens to be made up."

　　 "OK, our Knicks have two villains. Who dares to bully us again?"

　　 Madison Square Garden, the fight was finally over. Seeing Zhao Dong who was pressed on the floor like a fierce one, countless fans on the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Let me go, hurry up."

　　 Zhao Dong twisted his head and shouted at the security guard above his head.

　　 "Flying Dragon, you can let go, but you must not do it anymore, you will kill him." A security guard said.

　　 "You can't move your feet," another security guard added.

　　 "What a special one!"

　　 The anger in Zhao Dong's heart has not disappeared. If the system did not consider the possibility of his injury today, who knows what will happen to him?

　　 When the smiling assassin Thomas got an elbow during a layup, he had 40 stitches on his forehead, and he was on the back of the head. It is possible to be killed directly by the elbow.

　　 He raised his head hard, and shouted at Ma Long who was lying quietly one meter away in front of him: "Postman, you will wait for me. I will call you once in the future, I will never end with you."

Several nearby Jazz players, including Stockton, saw Zhao Dong's face full of hostility and heard Zhao Dong's stern roar. A chill suddenly made his upper body tremble, and at the same time stepped back a few steps away from him. Zhao Dong.

The Jazz’s team doctor was sweating profusely to check on Malone. The brain where Malone was kicked by Zhao Dong has been torn. It looked like a baby’s mouth with blood flowing all over the floor. It looked terrifying and checked quickly. After a while, he shouted: "You can't die, hurry up and go to the hospital."

　　 "Send Feilong to the hospital. His injury is more serious than that of Malone's bastard. He was elbow hit on the back of the head. Maybe he has internal bleeding."

　　 Van Gundy shouted at this moment: "Get on the stretcher and carry him away."

　　 Jazz coach Jerry Sloan not far from the side heard these words, he just jumped up and cursed. Where did you see that kid got hurt? If he is injured, who hurt Malone? Still on the stretcher, do you want a face?

　　 But he dare not say, because Malong elbowed the flying dragon too critically, and internal bleeding is also possible. This kind of injury may not be found for a while, and it may suddenly erupt afterwards.

　　 Under the "protection" of security, Zhao Dong was carried off the court.

　　 When he was off the court, there was huge applause from the audience.

When he reached the entrance of the passage, Zhao Dong suddenly sat up from the stretcher, and the security guards were taken aback. At this time, he turned around and shouted at the bench: "Brothers, kill the jazz for me, don't let them work. what!"

　　 "Kill the jazz!"

　　 Oakley responded immediately.

　　 "Kill the jazz!"

　　 Madison Square Garden nearly 20,000 fans roared in unison.

　　 nodded, Zhao Dong then lay down again.

　　 "Go to the locker room to get your phone first."

After entering the channel, he remembered that there was a live broadcast on CCTV today. The family must have seen the fight. At this moment, I don’t know what to worry about~www.novelmt.com~ Back in the locker room, he heard his own The phone kept ringing, so I quickly opened the closet and took it out. It was the call from home.

　　 At this time in Beijing, the Zhao family was already in a panic. Li Meizhu called Zhao Dong’s cell phone one by one, but no one answered, and tears kept falling.

　　 Finally, the phone got through.

"Hey……"

　　 "Mom, I'm Xiaodong..."

　　 "Dongdong, Dongdong, ooh, dead boy, you can answer the phone."

　　 "Mom, I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry, nothing is wrong."

　　 "Really, really all right?"

　　 "It's okay. I beat him back on the spot. That kid is now in the hospital, and I was knocked out."

　　 "Oh oh oh, then go to the hospital, don't let anything go wrong..."

　　 "Okay, mom, I'm going to the hospital first, you can tell my grandparents and dad, I'm fine."

　　 "I know, I'm all by the side listening."

　　 It was Xibodu who accompanied Zhao Dong to the hospital. After urging him several times, Zhao Dong hung up the phone and got on the stretcher again.

　　 After getting in the car, Sibodu asked, "Flying dragon, are you dizzy?"

　　 Zhao Dong touched the back of his head and said, "There is still a little pain, a little dizzy."

　　 nodded, and Thibodeau said, "You take a rest, sleep for a while, and you will be at the hospital soon."

　　 He is very afraid of Zhao Dong's accident. He hasn't been checked by the equipment. Who knows if there is any problem in Zhao Dong's head now, but the back of his head is elbow.

　　 In his trepidation all the way, he finally rushed to the hospital. After some checks, there was no major problem, and he was relieved.

　　 But he still arranged for Zhao Dong to be hospitalized for observation, and arranged for two security guards to be here, prohibiting any media to woo him.