God of NBA point guards

Chapter 72
Phil Jackson wasn't annoyed, he was scared.

It's just one regular season, and there are three more regular season games against the Pistons waiting for the Bulls. The most recent one is on the 24th. If this continues, all his players will have to go to the hospital.

He gritted his teeth, and when the game was interrupted, he walked quickly to the scoring table and replaced Jordan and Pippen.

"Oh!"

When Jordan saw that he was removed, he shook his fist and roared angrily.

"Oh hoo!"

When the Bulls withdrew their main force and surrendered, the Palace of Auburn Hills was completely boiling, and all the Pistons fans shouted wildly.

"Palace of Auburn Hills, we are God! We are God..."

Huge fans shouted in all directions, and the roof of the Palace of Auburn Hills seemed to be lifted.

"The Legion of Bad Boys is back!"

"The alliance is going to be troublesome. This is a bad boy army with more terrifying, tougher, iron-blooded and tougher fighting power and willpower."

"The Bull himself activates the new Legion of Bad Boys."

"Jordan just won a championship, and there will be a new, more terrifying bad boy army."

The media reporters on the scene were talking and very excited. Many reporters immediately started writing articles, trying to publish them before their peers.

"Why give up? This is a game we must never give up! Never,! We must not bow to villains, must not..."

Jordan, who rushed off the court, was furious and roared at Phil Jackson.

Phil Jackson was also furious, but he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "Michael, if we keep fighting like this, we won't be able to get five starters for the next game."

Jordan snapped, "But they also hurt two..."

"But we injured four! It's four! There are three main players, can't you see?"

Phil Jackson couldn't bear it now, and said angrily: "Michael, we are the defending team, are they? They are already a team that has been defeated and rebuilding. Fighting them to the death is suitable for us and for you. Don’t you want to defend your title or dynasty? Don’t let your hatred for the Smiling Assassin, the Pistons, and the Iron Fist fool you.”

"Don't block me, get out of here!"

Jordan shut his mouth completely, then rushed past the media reporters and rushed into the player tunnel.

"Calling us again? This bastard deserves to be punished by an iron fist." A reporter said dissatisfiedly.

"Dig out his black material." Someone suggested.

"That's the way it should be done."

Many reporters nodded.

The rest of the game is controlled by the Pistons until the end of the game.

With 26 wins and 13 losses, the Pistons' winning percentage reached 66.7%, surpassing the Knicks and rushing to the third place in the Eastern Conference.

At the end of the game, the entire Palace of Auburn Hills seemed to come alive, buzzing with loud cheers and cheers.

"With six injuries in one game, the Palace of Auburn Hills will become the most terrifying home court in the league." Zhang Li, who was far away in Chicago, sighed with a pale face.

Today I saw a game that shocked him. It was a regular season, but it was played in an unconventional way. It was too tragic.

He is a Jordan fan, and today he has to be thankful for Jordan. It was the moral model Joe Dumars who defended him. If Zhou Quan defended, he would probably be injured today.

At the same time, he is also happy for Zhou Quan. Today's game will definitely allow Zhou Quan to gain more support in Detroit.

His wife came out to get some water and watched half the game with him, and asked curiously: "Old Zhang, is this Zhou Quan so powerful that he dares to yell at Michael Jordan on the court?
This is something she can't understand. Even though she has no interest in sports in Chicago for a few years, she knows that Jordan is very well-known in this city and in the whole of the United States. But how dare a Chinese person treat Jordan like this?
Zhang Lili glanced at his wife, and shook his head secretly. His wife's Westernization was a little more serious, and he said, "Believe it or not, as long as Jordan dares to fight, our compatriots dare to beat Jordan to the ground?"

"What?" His wife was stunned.

Zhang Lili smiled and said: "Jordan is indeed famous, especially in Chicago, but he is only one crown now, not so big, so big that opponents dare not shout at him. Smiling Assassin has two crowns, no They were also sent to the hospital by Zhou Quan?"

The Palace of Auburn Hills, the Bulls have all left, and the Pistons players and fans are celebrating the victory.

In this game, the Pistons had 20+ points, namely Zhou Quan, Joe Dumars, and Mark Aguirre, and three others scored in double figures, namely Rodman, John Sely, and Isiah Dumars.

周权拿到29分4篮板11助攻3抢断2盖帽3失误4犯规的数据，投篮命中率48%。

29 points, which is his career single-game scoring high.

Jordan played 33 minutes and scored 34 points.

As the best player of the game, Zhou Quan accepted a live interview with ESPN TV.

"Iron Fist, you have won the Bulls and Jordan, congratulations!" The reporter said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, we are very happy to win this game." Zhou Quan nodded his thanks.

"Do you think this game is normal?" the reporter asked.

"Normal, it's all within the rules." Zhou Quan smiled.

"How do you understand the rules?" The reporter asked again.

Zhou Quan pondered for a while and said: "Before this, I think we can be tough, tough within the rules.

But we must have a premise, that is, we must care about the life safety of the opponent. We cannot completely ignore the life safety of the opponent for the sake of an offense or a defense. This is wrong.After all, we are playing football, not fighting. "

The reporter nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Zhou Quan continued: "But Michael Jordan told me that Grant completely disregarded Isiah's life safety and kicked him with his knee when blocking the shot. It was unintentional, not intentional, so it was allowed by the rules.

So, I was forced to change my understanding of the rules, otherwise I would not be able to survive in this league. "

"So?" Reporter.

Zhou Quan said: "So Lambiel is right, we can do whatever the rules do not object to, that's why we have this rough game, so we can ignore the lives of our opponents within the rules, so Michael Jordan is The pusher of this game, he must be responsible for all the injured people in this game."

In the locker room of the visiting team, seeing Zhou Quan's words on the TV, Jordan felt a chill in his body rising up his spine, heading straight to the sky. .

"This, this guy, he wants to destroy me, he wants to destroy me!"

If the reputation of not caring about the life and safety of the opponent is confirmed, he will be ruined, his life will be over, everything will be over.

"boom!"

A burst of great anger rushed up from the bottom of my heart, and I picked up the chair under my buttocks and smashed it at the TV on the wall.

"Ziz..."

The TV was smashed, the circuit was short-circuited, sparks flew everywhere, the lights in the dressing room flickered a few times, and then they all went blind and fell into darkness.

"He's lying, I don't mean that, he's a villain, he's lying, I don't care about the life and safety of my opponent, no, no, no..."

Jordan's roar sounded in the dark locker room. Even though others couldn't see him, they could feel the boundless anger in his heart. Everyone trembled, including Pippen, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

But no one knew that Jordan was scared and nervous at this time.

(End of this chapter)