Chapter 45: Broken Boards and Falling Frames
"what did he say?"

He Zhongqiu understood a little bit, but didn't understand it completely. He turned around and looked at Philip on the sidelines. Philip translated it loudly. As soon as he heard it, he knew that No. 15 was looking for trouble with him.

Reggie Miller watched the show with a smile. He bet that the Chinese man would not dare to do anything. Artest was the most famous tough guy after the four evil men, and his elbows were very powerful.

Now he is giving the rookie a very impressive warning. He will be very nervous when he comes to play here in the future. If he can play at half of his full potential, it would be good enough. This is his purpose.

"what?"

The next moment, he saw a middle finger and was stunned for a moment.

"How dare he?"

He couldn't believe it when he saw the Chinese rookie raising his middle finger to Artest.

"asshole!"

Artest was furious, the veins on his forehead started throbbing, his teeth were chattering, and he rushed forward.

"Beep beep..."

The referee reacted quickly and rushed between the two men, preventing them from getting close to each other, and shouted sternly: "Get out of the way, or you'll be out."

Then, he immediately gave He Zhongqiu a technical foul and the Pacers got a free throw.

"Damn you rookie, just wait for me."

Artest was really angry, and his eyes were spewing fire.

Originally I just wanted to teach this rookie a lesson, scare him, and find a chance to give him an elbow so that he would feel the pain.

But now the rookie has given him the middle finger, which is a blatant humiliation to him. If he doesn't teach the rookie a lesson, how can he survive in this league in the future?
"Zhongqiu, be careful, Artest is not someone you can easily mess with." Philip reminded loudly in Mandarin.

He Zhongqiu smiled and made an OK gesture.

Next free throw, Reggie Miller made the ball, and then the Pacers attacked.

In the low post on the left wing, O'Neal Jr. once again asked for the ball, and after receiving the ball, he made a difficult turnaround jump shot.

"boom!"

It was a little off and the basketball hit the basket and bounced out.

When O'Neal Jr. received the ball, He Zhongqiu, who was one step outside the right waist position, had already started to defend the basket and grabbed the backcourt rebound.

Knicks offense.

He Zhongqiu entered the paint area from the left elbow area, and Brad Miller didn't believe in his strength and tried to block him.

Brad Miller is 26 years old, in his prime, 211 cm tall and weighs 118 kg. He is an undrafted player. Tough defense is the foundation of his career after entering the league. He is also keen on physical confrontation and uses a lot of tricks.

But unfortunately, he has poor physical athletic talent, moves slowly and has poor jumping ability, so his blocking and stealing abilities are weak, and he cannot be a defensive barrier in the interior, especially against strong interior players.

As soon as the two came into contact, the outcome of the confrontation was immediately decided. Even though Brad Miller secretly elbowed He Zhongqiu, he was still pushed back by He Zhongqiu.

"Damn, this rookie's strength is really great, it's not fake."

He was unable to stop a rookie and let the rookie easily get into the basket. He felt a little ashamed and annoyed, and immediately started to make more small movements. He used force with his hands and pinched He Zhongqiu's soft waist hard.

But this time, it didn't feel like pinching the waist as before. It was like pinching a cow. It was impossible to pinch at all and my fingers couldn't bear any force.

"Get out!"

He Zhongqiu ignored Brad Miller's little trick. After entering the basket, he was turning around to get the ball. At this time, a loud shout came from behind, and then a force hit his lower back hard.

It turned out that it was Artest who rushed in from the left wing and elbowed He Zhongqiu from behind.

"What the hell!"

He Zhongqiu bumped into Brad Miller, and the lower back where he was elbowed felt a little hot due to the gathering of blood. This amount of force couldn't hurt him, but it once again touched upon the anger that had been buried deep in his heart for four or five years.

After entering the juvenile detention center in early 99, he had buried all the past events deep in his heart, but he was only 19 years old after all, so those events were just buried. Ten months was not enough to erase his personality and anger. Before, Harrington asked him to take off his shoes, and he had a tantrum in the locker room, but he was still under control and did not hit anyone. Now, someone provokes him again.

He pretends to be a grandson just to avoid bullying others, but he will never be bullied by others.

He pretends to be a grandson, but that's only in front of the instructor. In front of other people, it's a good thing that he doesn't bully others. Who dares to bully him?
At this moment, there was a clang, the basket above his head was smashed, and the orange-red basketball bounced up.

"rebound!"

There was a madman's shout outside.

It turned out that Artest went into the basket to double-team He Zhongqiu, and the madman was left open. After receiving the ball, he immediately took a three-pointer, but his hand was not yet warm, and he missed the open shot.

He Zhongqiu jumped with all his strength and grabbed the offensive rebound over the heads of Artest and Brad Miller.

The moment he landed, he jumped up again, holding the ball high with both hands, and slammed the ball into the basket over Brad Miller under the basket and Artest who had moved to the right.

He actually didn't want to do it. Ever since he went to jail, he had always wanted to be a good person and no longer wanted to be a hateful bully.

After enjoying the cheers from the home fans, he fell in love with that charming feeling and he didn't want to lose it.

So he chose to act like a grandson again. You elbowed me, but I won't fight with you. I will just dunk on you. If I can break your board, then we'll be even.

At this moment, all the muscles and bones in his body exerted strength instantly, and he swooped down like an eagle, forming a terrifying force. The whole force gathered in his hands and smashed the basket with all his strength.

"asshole!"

At this moment, Artest was so anxious that his eyes were about to burst.

He had just been humiliated by He Zhongqiu's middle finger, and hadn't had time to teach this damn rookie a lesson. If he was dunked on again, he would be really embarrassed and would be stepped on by the rookie and wouldn't be able to get up from the ground.

"Go to hell!"

The anger in his heart flashed and burned like wildfire. He took a half step forward, put his left elbow in front of his chest, and crashed directly into He Zhongqiu's right waist.

Brad Miller had the same idea. With his tough defensive style, he decided to go all out and put his hands together to pull He Zhongqiu down.

The next moment, Artest's left elbow hit He Zhongqiu's right waist hard, and Brad Miller hugged He Zhongqiu's waist and pulled him down hard.

"boom!"

At the same moment, with an extremely violent sound of the basket exploding, the entire backboard turned into countless particles, and the huge basketball hoop suddenly sank down.

Under the violence and weight of He Zhongqiu, plus Brad Miller's full-strength pull, the entire basketball hoop groaned, the bottom frame failed to hold it down, and it sank directly to the bottom and fell over.

"Oh!"

There were exclamations from the whole audience.

"Oh ho!"

There was a sudden cheer from the Knicks bench.

"here you go!"

After reaching the baseline, Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng jumped up excitedly.

Reggie Miller looked at the messy restricted area in disbelief. This kind of thing hadn't happened in several years since the league changed the structure of the basketball hoop and the basket. How could it happen to the Pacers?

He lamented in his heart, "Today's situation is hard to deal with. If I don't get my revenge, how can I continue to stay in this alliance?"

O'Neal Jr., Brad Miller, and Jamaal Tinsley were in the same situation. They saw their own backboards and basket stands were all smashed and overturned, and they couldn't react for a while.

The 20,000 home fans were the same. After exclaiming in surprise, they all stared blankly at the fallen basketball hoop. This almost new stadium fell into deathly silence.

"Asshole!"

Not only was he blocked from dunking, the backboard was also smashed, and even the basketball hoop was knocked down. This was a huge loss of face. Artest was truly furious, his head was filled with blood, and he completely lost his mind. He rushed towards He Zhongqiu, waving his fists.

(End of this chapter)