Add one, I'm not very good at fighting

So far, the road in front of Li Ang has been completely cleared.

There was no obstruction between him and Kenyon Martin.

Li Ang looked at Kenyon Martin, moved his wrist, and approached slowly.

The referee wanted to stop it, but Li Ang glared at him: "I give you a pertinent suggestion, call the security guard and the doctor over. By the way, remember to bring a stretcher."

Someone is going to bleed.

After finishing speaking, Li Ang suddenly started to rush towards Kenyon Martin.

Martin was a little flustered at the time, because he didn't expect Li Ang to dare to come to the truth.

This story tells us that before fighting with others, we must learn to observe.

If the opponent talks a lot, has a loud voice, or can talk to himself for 48 minutes like Garnett, then he may not be the most vicious type of person.

But if the other party keeps silent the whole time, but doesn't take a step back, then you should be careful.

Because this kind of person is often not a good stubble.

"Don't pull me, don't even pull me!" Martin stepped back subconsciously, but found that no one pulled him at all.

No one on the Nets bench dared to come up.

Martin swallowed, now he had to fight.

Facing Li Ang who was rushing towards him, Martin punched him head-on.

If this punch hits, Li Ang might have to taste his brains.

Even Martin's own fist may be broken because of this.

However, Li Ang just turned his head and dived, easily dodging Martin's attack.

As a professional, Martin's punches looked like slow motion to Li Ang.

After straightening his back again, Li Ang kicked a Spartan kick right in front of Martin's nose, hitting the door!

Martin's head buzzed at that moment.

He suddenly realized that he was wrong, Li Ang was different from Garnett, he was really willing to fight, and he could really fight!

"Boom!" The cheers on the scene doubled again.

Stern: Enough of you!

With this kick, Martin's nose must be lost.But this is not the end, at best Martin has paid off the principal.

There is interest in it.

Martin didn't fall directly, but he was already dangling dizzily.

Li Ang also lowered his hands and walked towards Martin with ease.

"What did you say about me just now? You have the guts to say it again."

Martin held his nose with one hand, and his blood was dripping on the ground.

Seeing Li Ang approaching, Martin threw a punch with his other hand softly like a conditioned reflex, ready to attack.

Li Ang dodged sideways, avoiding Martin's chaotic fist.

Still not giving up, Martin turned around and rushed towards Li Ang.

Li Ang didn't retreat, but jumped up at the right time and hit his knee on Martin's forehead.

This time Martin couldn't even stand still, and fell to the ground.

He probably didn't expect that there was really a professional fighter in the league.

At this time, the surroundings were in chaos, and no one came to pull Leon and Martin.

The starters all have their own opponents to deal with, while those on the bench dare not rush forward.

This means that Li Ang can continue to play with Martin.

No one can walk out swaggeringly after insulting Leon with racial remarks.

Li Ang lay directly on Martin's back, and then directly locked his neck with his arms!

Li Ang used the male-on-male sleeping technique on Martin, making Martin lie on the floor unable to move, and could only slap the floor with one hand and beg for mercy loudly.

He who has always been showing off his might, has now turned into a dog begging for mercy.

Seeing this situation, the coaching staff and referees of the Nets really can't continue to sit idly by.

After all, this lock technique is enough to suffocate Martin.

They rushed up one after another, trying to pull Li Ang's arm away.

But Li Ang's arms were like a pair of pliers, tightly clamping Martin but not letting go.

Martin struggled at first, but he lost all strength to struggle.

Finally, the stadium security caught up, and seven or eight big guys worked together to drag Li Ang away.

And when Li Ang let go, Martin was already directly strangled.

His nose and forehead were bleeding all over, and he was motionless.

Li Ang looked at Martin who was carried away by the team doctor, and curled his lips.

Martin was so arrogant at the beginning, Li Ang thought he had found a tough guy who could make him have some fun.

I didn't expect that, is that it?

Hey, after this time, I don't know when someone will dare to fight with me.

At this moment, the BGM sounded in Li Ang's heart: How invincible is, how lonely.

Stern was furious, too much, too much!

This Nima...

You, Li Ang, don't have a season where you don't get banned! Fuck you!

Li Ang saw that Martin was being carried away, so he walked to Hamilton and worked with Da Ben to help Hamilton up.

"Ah...fuck..." Hamilton moaned, and Li Ang saw that his nose was crooked by his elbow.

Fortunately, I just taught Martin a lesson, otherwise it would be worthless for Hamilton.

"That's why I told you to wear a sports mask, you don't believe it. Now it's all right? You have to wear it if you don't." Li Ang patted Hamilton on the shoulder, just a crooked nose is not a big deal.

Unlike Martin, apart from the crooked nose, dozens of stitches were probably needed on his forehead.

Most importantly, once the brain shuts down due to lack of oxygen, it will cause irreversible brain damage.

Maybe in the future, Kenyon Martin will only complain about people, and he can only "abba aba aba".

"Dai Dai Dai, I won't take off my mask when I wear it in the future, shit." Hamilton regretted that he really didn't listen to Li Ang's words, and he was at a disadvantage right in front of him.

Escorted by the rest of the Bad Boys Corps, Li Ang helped Hamilton walk off the court.

Seeing Li Ang and Hamilton leave safely, the rest of the Pistons turned around and looked at the Nets generals.

Everyone in the Nets swallowed their saliva, and then unconsciously took a step back.

"Kikiki...Kiki, what's wrong with this?"

Beside Kidd, Collins was scared to pee.

"What should I do? Of course I called back!"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"You also know it's impossible, so why don't you ask Jill! What should we do next? Of course we must finish this game alive!"

The generals of the Nets no longer dare to compete with the Pistons. Kenyon Martin's end is really a bit miserable.

But on the side of the Pistons, the bloodiness of the bad boy legion has been mobilized.

"Come on guys, although Li Ang and Richard are not here, we must not admit defeat and abolish them!"

"Roar!"

Hearing the shout from the piston, Kidd's legs were shaking.

Brother Ben, don't do it!

Why don't we just play basketball seriously and have a happy Christmas?

The game quickly returned to normal, and the on-site staff took a full 10 minutes to clean up the blood on the ground.

In the subsequent games, there would always be screams from the Nets players on the court from time to time.

The Pistons are really fighting for you. In today's game, this Pistons is really like a bad boy army.

All the staff will be ruthless.

Although without Leon and Hamilton, the Pistons lost two top scorers in an instant.

But thanks to the Pistons' overly tough defense, the Nets still don't have any chance of a comeback.

In the end, amidst screams and iron strikes, the Nets lost the Christmas game 68 to 88 at home by 20 points!

The Nets were also miserably restricted to less than 70 points by the Pistons!

After the game, the Nets players almost didn't cry one by one.

Because they really hurt!

This nationally broadcast Christmas game also made other teams in the league swallow their saliva.

The bad boy army that once terrified the entire league is really revived now.

The most feared blue demon in the league really appeared.

This team, which was just established during this offseason, has already entered a mature stage!

At the home court of the Nets, the Pistons beat the Nets and fled.

After Daben finished the interview, he hurried to the locker room.

After pushing open the door of the locker room, Big Ben found that Hamilton's nose had been straightened, and two large pieces of cotton were stuffed into it.

"Richard, are you okay?" Big Ben put his arms around Hamilton's shoulders and shook wildly.

"Stop, brother, stop. It was fine, but now something is happening!"

Hamilton has taken it, and I will squirt again!

"Hahahaha, you are so tough! By the way, where is Leon!?" Big Ben threw Hamilton back to lie on the table in the middle of the locker room, looking around for Leon.

Everyone pointed to the toilet: "Here, the old rules, you go to the toilet as soon as you come back."

At this moment, Li Ang's "giggle" laughter came from the toilet.

"Hahahaha, get rich, get rich!"

Li Ang laughed happily in the toilet. Originally, he just wanted to flatter Martin, but accidentally unlocked Hamilton's reward.

Li Ang's progress in becoming stronger was once again pressed on the accelerator...

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225: Manager, do you see that I meet the conditions for the suspension?

Li Ang looked at Hamilton's lottery package in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, the only way to become stronger is to fight~

Serious fighters who rely on playing basketball to become stronger are all crooked ways.

You can't take shortcuts in life, and you still have to fight less.

Hamilton's lottery package is very useful for Li Ang at this stage.

What Hamilton is best at is nothing more than these few things-eating, drinking and fighting the sun.

Oh no, it's running and throwing.

It's my brother who eats, drinks and beats the sun.

Running and shooting, which is physical fitness and catch and shoot.