Chapter 351: Or... cut it?

At this moment, the off-court drastic changes made the entire Madison Gardens stadium silent and the game was forced to suspend, but the originally expected Silva Wailing did not sound through the dome, because... miserable he was in the moment of the incident I was fainted by the severe pain of my lower body and temporarily shocked.
　　 Silva's miserable, Spike not far away is in his eyes, even a little crazy.
Because he felt that Li Shengli came to him, Silva was lying innocently, and he couldn’t imagine... if the person who was killed was himself, and the two love eggs were fried, then the rest of his life could still Happy?
　　No way!
　　 Can't sit still!
　　Spike felt like he was going to act!
　　……
　　Because of the sudden incident, the medical staff at the scene went straight to Silva and wanted to deal with the injury urgently, but when he saw Silva's crotch, he instantly became hairy, but no man can calm down.
　　 "This...this...shouldn't be saved?"
　　 "It's not saved, it's all blown up like this ghost, I think it's...cut it!"
　　 "Ohshit, this surgical resection, we can't do it now!"
　　 "Take care of the wound first, and he must be sent to the nearest hospital immediately."
　　Several medical staff made a decision as soon as they got together, got Silva on the stretcher, and the fans watching from the side were sweating...
It's too awful!
　　 This product is terrible!
　　 The thing is cut and cut, no one can accept it!
　　 Almost everyone thinks that Silva blocked Spike, but the question now is... Spike hasn’t gone yet, does that mean they can also block the gun and get injured by accident?
　　 For a moment, the fans who felt the danger around Spike were not calm, the noise was loud, and they asked the organizer to protect and expel Spike.
　　 Expel Spike?
How can it be!
　　 The Knicks really don’t want to and can’t expel Spike. After all, Spike is a Knicks diehard and an influential director. If he wants to do this, what should fans of the Knicks die like? The staff responsible for on-site security is going crazy.
"What should we do now?"
　　 "What else can I do, immediately start the emergency security plan!"
　　 "Shit, what emergency plan? Do we have such a plan? Now, players are making accidental attacks on fans. This kind of thing is so big that we all suffer."
"What player attacked the fans? Are you blind? The injured person is the headquarters. What does it have to do with the fans?" The security chief said sharply: "Today's thing, this guy deserves his luck. I dare to guarantee... after the game , The entire league will unify the caliber, admit this is an accident!"
　　 "How could this be an accident? That guy's... uh, what's going on."
"Damn it, it's not an accident, it must be an accident!" The security chief took a deep breath. "You don't think about it, it's not an accident. What is it? The league official can admit that this is a player's intentional injury to off-site personnel? So, This guy was unlucky himself, and it was estimated that when he woke up, from his standpoint, he himself had to admit that this was... an accident!"
　　 "God, this guy is terrible!"
　　 "Don't worry about him, now that someone is required to bring a guy, you must keep Spike, or no one can stop, because Spike's position is different from ours, he is a real fan!"
　　 "Good, I will go now!"
　　……
　　 The wind outside the field was turbulent, and it was unknown on the field. The Knicks were chilled all over, the big Mason was also wilted, and the Jazz side... Malone walked stunnedly next to Li Shengli.
　　 "Where did you hit him?"
　　 "Don't know, I just want to hit his stinky mouth, don't want to hear him talk to me again and beep free!"
　　 "But... but you seem to have fallen into a strange place?"
"It seems like this, but it may be more in line with his temperament." Li Shengli doesn't know why this is the idea, but Silva's yin is really uncomfortable... Happy NBA, not Silva ? Sounds pretty good too.
"No matter, let's go back to the right track and finish our last game!" Ma Long patted Li Shengli's shoulder in a mixed mood. "Brother, I joined forces for the last time. Enjoy the time in the jazz, brother I Nice to meet you... bad guy!"
　　 "Everyone else, I think about us, there are few good people!"
　　 "Uh... why, don't you plan to justify yourself?"
　　 "No need, people scold you and Stockton, I have never heard anyone call me bad!"
"Fart, you fart, John and I are both model players, and the worst thing for the Jazz is you, you don't..." Malone didn't say a word, there was another commotion on the sidelines, dong dong... tidy The uniform footsteps sounded like a heavy thump in everyone's heart.
what happened?
　　This... what is the situation?
At this moment, not only the live audience, but also the fans watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded. The explanations of the major media could not explain why a group of security personnel rushed to the side of the field, and they were riding on... riot shields ?
　　 Excessive!
　　 All the riot shields have been pulled out?
　　But everyone is clear, who is this for?
　　 Bang Bang Bang!
　　 A series of tall shields hit the ground. The sound made the stadium instantly change into a battlefield. Security personnel pulled up the shield wall on the side of the field to guard against Spike, because everyone mistakenly thought that the big devil on the field would not give up.
　　……
　　 "Damn, it's too much, is this too big a question?" Li Shengli didn't know whether to cry or laugh, after all, this riot shield seemed to be prepared for him.
"Too much? Not too much!" Malone's face was cramped with laughter, and he gasped and said to Li Shengli again, "Brother, I said something wrong just now, you are not the worst in the Jazz, you are the whole league. The worst one!"
　　 "Rolling and rolling, talking, not working." Li Shengli gave Ma Long a white eye and scolded.
"How do you tell me to say so?" Malone has never been so happy, and she smiled forward and back while covering her belly. "Laughing me, seriously, I have played nine seasons, don't talk about me, you go and ask Ask the big brothers behind you, and ask them if they have encountered such a strange situation in that era?"
"No, absolutely not. Even the darkest generation in the NBA hasn't happened... Security came up with a riot shield? Holyshit, I think I have to correct it. You're not the worst Jazz, nor the active player in the league. Worst, you are the first villain in NBA history, my God!"
　　……
　　The first villain in NBA history?
　　 Shit, who, who is slander me?
　　Li Shengli couldn't help crying, and he couldn't accept this kind of honour at all. Although the NBA is full of fierce men in this era, fighting conflicts is not new.
　　Did you become a villain because you are more rigid and unharmed? Instead, those provocative people become victims?
Malone’s ideas are probably representative of the vast majority of people’s ideas, and the Madison Gardens are boiling at the moment. Ten thousand people petitioned and clamored for the Knicks to sanction Jazz and Li Shengli, especially Spike hiding behind the shield wall. Standing directly in the seat led a wave of anti-Li.
　　Of course, this is just the reaction from New York.
Back in Salt Lake City, thousands of fans are paying attention to the progress of the finals, even rushing to New York overnight, beating the evil Knicks fans, supporting the Jazz's restricted zone warrior Lee Shengli~EbookFREE.me~Jazz fans: bully us Li, no, no one is good!
　　 Knicks fans: Damn, you are blind, who bullied anyone, please, please pull this big brother away and go to other disasters, we can't stand it!
　　……
The fans on both sides are okay to say that, after all, the position is here, and the other fans can’t sit still, playing dirty, they will say you Lambir; playing fiercely, they say you win Li Li, and overnight, the United States The field is full of turbulence...
　　 "Brother, you are playing too much Bill!"
　　 "Nonsense, you played Li Shengli, who can bear it?!"
　　 "That's nothing to talk about? Take it to death, you Lambir, please accept the sanctions from Li Shengli!"
　　 "Damn, pull the shield, pull the shield quickly, Li Shengli is here!"
　　……
How could this be?
　　Lambier could not understand.
　　Why are you retired and you have to be pulled out to whip the corpse?
　　 Even on tens of thousands of wild courts across the United States, thousands of ‘counterfeit’ Li Shengli... chased and beaten? !
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