At this time, Ben also came over and yelled at Rick: "What do you want? Do it now? We will accompany you!"

Rick knew very well that if they started doing this now, they would definitely suffer a loss.

So he looked at Zhao Qiang and Da Ben bitterly and left quickly.

With the home team losing so many points, the home fans no longer had the heart to curse, and most of the fans left the field early.

Although Zhao Qiang showed no fear, he still told his teammates to act with caution.

"Brothers, go back to the hotel directly, don't hang out, take the bus back tomorrow morning!"

"yes!"

The Cavaliers players knew that they couldn't stay here in Miami for long, so they were very obedient and went back to the hotel directly.

The next morning, the bus with the cavalry team leader, members of the coaching staff, and all the players drove out of the hotel.

When Zhao Qiang got in the car, he felt his heart beating violently. He had a premonition that something big was going to happen.

He sat by the window and stared out the window.

Daben sat next to him and noticed that Zhao Qiang's expression was wrong.

"Qiangzi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qiang shook his head and said nothing, still staring outside the bus.

The bus made two turns and headed towards the main road.

Zhao Qiang's anxious heart was finally relieved.

As long as you drive onto the highway, you'll basically be fine and you'll be home in two hours.

Unexpectedly, a station wagon suddenly rushed from the side road and blocked the bus.

Fortunately, the bus driver reacted quickly and braked suddenly, almost hitting the station wagon.

The bus driver cursed angrily and was about to open the window to question the other person.

But when the door of the station wagon opened and the people inside came out, the bus driver's face turned pale.

I saw five young men who looked like gangsters walking out of the car, two of them carrying pistols in their hands.

"All of you, please come down here!"

The guy in the lead had a mohawk, which was the most popular hairstyle at that time.

Coach Anzuo was furious. He stood up suddenly, waved his hand and ordered: "Don't move any of you. I'll go down and rebel against them!"

Zhao Qiang wanted to hold him, but coach Anzuo shook off Zhao Qiang's hand and got out of the car alone.

"You little bastards! What do you want to do? If you know what's going on, get away from me!"

Coach Anzo is not afraid, he doesn't care whether the opponent has a gun or not.

What he is thinking about right now is the safety of his players.

When Mohawk saw that Coach Anzuo was not afraid for the first time, he was a little confused and didn't know what to do.

A stunned young man from behind rushed forward.

This guy had a shaved head and an eagle tattooed on his bald head, which looked very scary.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with this old guy, just do it!"

With that said, the big bald man punched Coach Anzuo.

Although Coach Anzuo is over 50 years old, his skills are pretty good. He dodged and then threw a left hook, bang!

The big bald man's punch was empty, and he lost his center of gravity. Coach Anzuo punched him in the cheek, and he fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"You old thing, you must be tired of life!"

The guy with the gun behind him pointed the gun at Coach Anzuo's forehead.

The mohawk didn't want to make a big deal out of the situation. He didn't expect that the old man opposite would be so tough!

"Okay, old guy, you really aren't afraid of death, but aren't your players afraid of death either?"

No wonder he is the boss, this mohawk is so despicable, he uses his players to threaten Coach Anzo.

"What are you going to do, you little bastards?"

"How about it?" Mohawk sneered for the first time, "I heard that your players are very good at playing. Now let them all kneel here, let us beat them up to vent their anger, and then let you go!"

"What if I don't agree?" Coach Anzuo said loudly, without any intention of compromising.

"Don't agree? Brothers, shoot into the car..."

At Mohawk's first order, the guy with the gun fired a shot into the car, adding an eye-catching feature to the front glass of the bus.

But he was just trying to scare people, not targeting anyone.

Zhao Qiang yelled in the car: "Everyone squat down!"

Coach Anzuo was shaking with anger and said angrily, "That's enough! If you want to vent your anger, just hit me! Don't touch my players!"

Zhao Qiang and the Cavalry players clenched their fists and their eyes were moist.

Coach Anzo is really a good coach. In such a dangerous moment, he stepped forward and tried his best to protect the players.

But the mohawk didn't buy it. He sneered and clapped his hands——

"Oh, it's so touching. You sacrifice your life to protect the players without poking the needle... No! Zhao Qiang and Lao Tie in your team, get out of here!"

Coach Anzu stretched out his hands and said word by word: "If you want to hit me, hit me, don't touch them!"

"Really?" Seeing that Coach Anzuo was struggling, Mohawk became anxious and punched Coach Anzuo.

With Coach Anzuo's skills, this punch couldn't hit him at all.

But in order to protect his team members, he endured it...

Bang!

Coach Anzuo's cheeks became red and swollen, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

When Zhao Qiang saw this, his veins were exposed with anger and his eyes were red.

He yelled: "Open the door! I want to get out!"

The bus driver is still trying to persuade: "Forget it, you should just hide in the car..."

"Open the door, I want to get out!" Daben also stood up.

The other players stood up and asked the driver to open the door.

Just when the bus driver was hesitating, Zhao Qiang rushed to the front and pressed the door open button first. With a click, the door opened.

The Cavaliers players cheered and got out of the car, stood in a row, and stood in front of Coach Anzo.

Zhao Qiang shouted loudly: "If you want to fight, hit us. If you dare to lay a finger on our coach again, I will fight to the death to twist off your head!"

Seeing how powerful Zhao Qiang was, the guys were also shocked. The muzzle of one of the pistols was pointed at Zhao Qiang's head.

But Zhao Qiang showed no fear, his eyes fixed on the black muzzle of the gun.

Coach An Zuo was moved and worried at the same time. He shouted at Zhao Qiang: "You idiot! Get back to the car quickly, you'll be fine as long as I'm here!"

"Okay old man, if I watch you get beaten, will I still have the nerve to be the captain in the future?"

Mohawk looked at Zhao Qiang with a sinister look and nodded: "Okay, he is a man, then I will help you, give me a beating!"

A few guys from behind rushed over and started to take action.

Zhao Qiang put his hands behind his back and stepped forward; he took two steps, preparing himself to receive a severe beating so that the other party could vent his anger.

The worst he could do was to stay in the hospital for a few months, and he couldn't let other teammates get injured.

Just when the first few people in Mohawk were about to take action, a man slowly walked out of the bus and said coldly——

"Hey! Do you think... you are the only ones with guns?"
Chapter completed!