Chapter 185 Don’t let me beat you to shit again

Author: Dong Wangyi

Chapter 185 Don’t let me beat you to shit again

On December 20, the Pistons returned to Detroit.

This afternoon, the Houston Mosaics arrived in Detroit.

More than half a year has passed since the second regular season game with Mosaic last season, and after the conflict with Dameng on the court, this is the first game between the Pistons and Mosaic.

At the request of the media, the Mosaic team held a press conference in the hotel at four o'clock in the afternoon, and Detroit TV station broadcast it live.

A reporter from the New York Times asked: "Da Meng, Larry Johnson and Oakley all challenged Iron Fist in the ring. Although they lost and lost cleanly, they dared to challenge Iron Fist, so they can still be called warriors.

The postman also said that no matter what, he would fight Iron Fist after getting the license, but what about you, who has been beaten by Iron Fist?"

Dameng's face is livid, these bullshit reporters are afraid of chaos in the world, I hope you fall into the sewer when you go out.

After thinking for seven or eight seconds, he said: "It's not that I won't fight him. I have to compete in the Olympics during the offseason and have no time to do boxing training.

As you know, he is a professional boxer. You will never let people like us who have not received professional training compete with him in a professional boxing ring. That is not fair to us at all, and I don’t think it is necessary to do that.

Even if I do, I'm not qualified to enter the professional boxing ring.

In fact, the postman competed in the Olympics just like me, but he didn't apply for a boxing license. This is the boxing committee's protection measure for us non-professionals. They will not allow non-professional boxers to enter the professional boxing ring.

But I also have plans to do boxing training next offseason, and hope to apply for a boxing license in the future. This is my idea. I am not afraid of Iron Fist, I am not afraid of him at all."

After talking for a long time, Dameng finally dealt with the reporter's questions and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Vernon, are you interested in applying for a boxing license and challenging Iron Fist in a professional boxing ring?" The next reporter turned the topic to Maxwell.

This irritated Maxwell. Last time, Zhou Quan kicked his large intestine, split it in several places, knocked out all his feces, and exploded all over his stomach. Then the doctor removed almost one meter of his large intestine.

, it is said that the stomach full of feces made several young intern doctors sick to the point of vomiting.

After suffering a big loss from Zhou Quan, he was so angry that he immediately slammed his fist on the table and shouted in an almost roaring tone:

"I can tell you unequivocally that I am training professionally, and one day I will step into the ring to fight him. I will not let him go."

"It seems that I can't relax either. These bugs are always staring at me. If I'm careless, I'll suffer. I need to teach each one a lesson."

Zhou Quan, sitting on the sofa at home, murmured.

…

On the evening of the 22nd, the Palace of Auburn Hills.

At eight o'clock, both sides announced the starting lineup.

Mosaic: Olajuwon, Ostie Thorpe, Robert Horry, Vernon Maxwell, Kenny Smith

Pistons: Ronny Seikaly, Dennis Rodman, Orlando Ulrich, Joe Dumars, Zhou Quan

This game was a national broadcast of the Pistons, broadcast live on ABC TV, and the commentators were Bill Walton and Lewis Williams.

Bill Walton, who now has a stuttering problem, said very smoothly: "This is the second time to commentate on the Pistons game this season. The last game was very exciting. I hope it will be another exciting game tonight.

We know that Tekken often performs wonderful dunks and layups this season. He is a rare point guard with such ability at the first position. He also has wonderful passes again and again, a more stable jump shot than last season, and a tough defensive style.

He has gradually become a rare offensive and defensive star in the league."

Williams nodded and said: "In comparison, the Assassin's defense is not as good as his, and his offensive ability is stronger than his current one, but he is more balanced than the Assassin."

Bill Walton smiled and said: "The Assassins won two consecutive championships. This season, the Pistons ranked first in the Eastern Conference. They have a better record than the Knicks and Bulls. I also hope that Iron Fist can be like the Assassins and have the opportunity to complete the championship.

dream."

"Iron Fist, you, an alumnus like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, have been supporting you," Joe Dumars said in the home team's locker room.

Zhou Quan nodded and smiled: "Their support is very important to me, I have to thank them."

Soon after, he saw Dameng and Maxwell in the players' tunnel.

When Maxwell saw Zhou Quan, he was extremely jealous of his enemies. He immediately clenched his fists and his eyes were burning.

But Zhou Quan didn't even look at Maxwell, but he approached Dameng and joked: "Hey, Mr. Dameng, do you want me to introduce you to a boxing trainer? I guarantee that he is professional and can make you

Get your license in the shortest possible time.”

"Boy, don't be too crazy." Dameng said harshly.

"I hope you can apply for a license as soon as possible. Don't delay. If it takes a few years or more, I won't fight you. I don't want to bully the old man." He continued to tease.

"Iron Fist, I think that's what he thinks," Rodman shouted.

"Dachong, do you want to stir up trouble?" Dameng stared at Rodman with fierce eyes.

Zhou Quan stared at Dameng with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and nodded, and said: "Da Meng, if you dare to touch one of my people in the Auburn Mountain Palace, I will make you unable to eat, carry you around, and make you lie down

Let’s go to the hospital.”

Seeing Iron Fist's ferocious eyes, Dameng's face twitched again and again. Although he was furious, he just couldn't bear the determination to be beaten.

His bodyguard with a knife, Osty Thorpe, the main power forward of the Mosaic team, was willing to protect the master, but he felt that he was far from an opponent and did not dare to stand up easily.

"Iron Fist, one day I will make you fall at my feet in the ring." At this time, Maxwell's suppressed angry voice sounded.

"You? Okay, I'll wait for you, don't let me wait too long. Also, train your abdominal muscles, don't let me punch you until you explode." Zhou Quan said disdainfully.

"you?"

Maxwell was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Ha ha……"

With Zhou Quan by his side, Rodman was so courageous. He laughed strangely and said, "Does any trash think that he can be a professional boxer now?

Iron Fist, your appearance fee for the last fight against Oakley was two million US dollars, and it will definitely increase for the next one, but if you pick rubbish as your opponent, your value will drop."

"Dennis, what you said makes sense. It seems that if they want to fight me, they must first prove that they are not trash. I can no longer box with trash." Zhou Quan nodded.

"Haha, that's it." Rodman laughed.

"You two bastards!"

Dameng and Maxwell's eyes were filled with rage as they stared at Rodman and Zhou Quan. They were both so angry that they wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, the visiting team came out, and Dameng didn't have the last word. He was the first one to go out, and then Maxwell.

"It's your turn, rookie."

Zhou Quan saw Robert Horry looking at him and urged him kindly.

"ah?"

Horry was startled to find that he was the only one left, and ran out quickly.

"This rookie is a bit stupid, Orlando, you can keep an eye on him today, maybe you have a chance to play first-class defensive quality." Zhou Quan joked.

"Ha ha……"

Rodman and Joe Dumars laughed.

"I will." Ulrich said awkwardly.

Seikali is also a little embarrassed because his defense is similar to Ulrich.

At 8:30, the game started. Dameng won the jump ball and started a mosaic attack.

Zhou Quan followed Kenny Smith. He had studied this guy. He was called a jet because of his fast speed. He should be a little faster than him.

Three-pointers are accurate. This season, he averaged 2.7 three-pointers per game, shooting 43.8% from the field, and an overall shooting percentage of 52%. He averaged 13 points, 5.4 assists and 1 steal per game. This season is the peak period of the Jets.

Moreover, the Jets rarely occupy the ball, move a lot without the ball, and are good at stretching the opponent's defense and creating opportunities for other teammates to cut inside.

To deal with this kind of speedy blue-collar point guard who is good at long shots, he was not good at it before, but now his speed and agility have improved a bit. Although it may not be as good as the Jets, it is not much different. The Jets are as tall as him.

Still, he is confident that he can defend against it.

The Jets held the ball close to the top of the arc. When Zhou Quan came up, they immediately took a step back and then hoisted the ball low to the left wing.

On the outside, Horry is a rookie and has poor offensive ability with the ball. He mainly focuses on off-ball and defense. Joe Dumars has been selected to the All-Defensive Team several times. Maxwell has average ability, so the tactics drawn up by Tomjanovich today are:

It is to take advantage of the weakness of Sekat's defense to strengthen the low-post attack, let one's own strongest point attack the opponent's weakest point, and use the strong to attack the weak, that is, Dameng will be the main attacker.

After Dameng caught the ball, he used his left foot as the axis and moved his right foot up and down continuously. At the same time, he used his butt to feel the reaction and position of the defender. When he found that Seikali behind him was shaken upward, he immediately

He turned around and slipped to the bottom, rushed into the paint area, and rushed past Rodman under the basket.

"ah!"

Rodman screamed, fell to the sky, and kept sliding.

"Shh!"

The boos started ringing out immediately, and Zhou Quan and others immediately ran over.

Dameng stopped there, holding the ball in his hand, looking at the referee running over with an innocent face and shouting: "Fall, he is diving, I didn't hit him."

The referee looked at Dameng expressionlessly and did not speak. Instead, he made gestures of hitting someone with the ball, making an offensive foul, and exchanging ball rights.

Pistons offense.
To be continued...