Chapter 48 This is murder!

"Mid-Autumn, how are you?"

"He? Damn it, He was injured by them. It's internal injuries."

"It must be serious. Hurry up and get a stretcher to take him to the hospital."

"There are no more stretchers."

"Then carry him away, quickly."

Philip was really scared, and so were Don Cheney, the team doctor, and Thibodeau. Other Knicks players all ran over.

"It's over. Zhongqiu is injured."

Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng ran over in a hurry.

"Let's go, leave quickly, carry him away, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Don Cheney urged the players, and several people carried He Zhongqiu, and everyone quickened their pace and headed towards the player tunnel.

"Follow."

Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng also followed behind.

"Can't let them go."

a Pacers fan yelled.

"Come on."

Tang Cheney took the lead and ran, and the others followed.

"call!"

A bottle of water was thrown down and hit the madman on the head.

"Run."

The madman's first reaction was to quicken his pace and run. The Pacers were finished, and he didn't want to stay and face the angry 20,000 Pacers fans.

Next, it started raining on He Zhongqiu and the others’ heads. Countless debris was thrown down, including water bottles, cups, mobile phones, keys, a lot of snacks, and even a lot of shoes and smelly socks.

Fortunately, they quickly rushed into the player tunnel and no one was injured, just in a very embarrassing situation.

"What is this? Shit!"

The madman grabbed the thing off his head and saw that it was actually a bra. He threw it to the ground in anger.

Alan Houston silently took off the red sanitary napkin on his head, his eyes were hot and he didn't want to say anything.

"We can't go back to the locker room. We'll go directly to the parking lot and the staff will pack the players' luggage." Thibodeau said loudly.

"OK, let's do as you say." Tang Cheney said readily.

"Put me down. I can walk."

It was really uncomfortable to be carried by several people, He Zhongqiu struggled.

"He, you are injured, don't move." Philip said anxiously.

"I'm feeling better now and can walk."

He Zhongqiu stood up and ran forward, faster than the others, and Philip hurriedly chased after him.

"This guy, is he pretending?" the madman said in amazement.

"No, He is indeed injured, and seriously." Tang Cheney said seriously.

"OK."

Everyone was not stupid, so they all responded.

"I said that Mid-Autumn Festival is okay. The iron vest is invulnerable to swords and guns." Lin Cheng said with a smile.

"When did you say that?" Zhou Biao said unhappily.

"Didn't I say that?" Lin Cheng asked in surprise.

Regardless, the two's moods have turned from gloomy to cheerful.

The group went straight to the parking lot. Since they had a back-to-back trip tomorrow, they didn't need to go back to the hotel. After picking up their luggage, they could go directly to the airport.

After getting on the bus, He Zhongqiu asked anxiously, "Wellington, will I be sued for what happened just now?"

Philip calmly analyzed: "If someone is seriously injured and wants to sue you, you will have to go to court. Minor injuries are usually handled within the alliance." "Fuck."

He Zhongqiu cursed inwardly, this was all over, not only could he not play in the NBA, he would also have to go to jail.

Philip added: "But the situation tonight was different. Artest attacked you first, punching and elbowing you, and then you fought back.

And if all of them come after you, the law will be on your side. If they plan to call the police, I don’t think the Knicks will agree to it.”

"What will happen then?" He didn't understand and asked quickly.

Philip said: "It is highly likely that it is not a big deal, and you have a good chance of winning the lawsuit. If the injured Pacers players do not sue you, the league will most likely suspend you, and then they will not be able to escape."

He Zhongqiu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't go to jail, it would be easy. At most, he could return to Yanjing and become a martial arts instructor or open a martial arts school as Sister Xue said.

At the very least, he is not yet twenty years old, so he can go back to Hongluo Temple to take over his father's job. With his fighting ability, the position of captain of the Hongluo Temple security team should be his.

At this time, Don Cheney had already informed Reiden in New York of the incident. Reiden didn't react for half a minute after hearing it. When he finally reacted, he roared angrily:
"What about He? How badly is he injured? Is it serious? Damn Pacers, dozens of people beat up He alone. This is murder. We should sue them and make that bastard Artest go to jail. Tang, don't worry, I will go to the boss right away and hire a team of lawyers for He."

"Scott, He's nose was broken and he has serious internal injuries. It's too cruel for so many people to beat him up." Tang Cheney said with grief and anger.

"You guys come back first, I'll go find the boss right away. By the way, take good care of He. If you really can't help him, let him stay there and come back after his injuries stabilize." Leiden said.

"He asked to come back himself. He said he could still hold on. I also felt it was not safe to leave him alone in Indiana," said Don Cheney.

"Okay, I'll contact the hospital right away, prepare the ambulance, and go straight to the hospital after we get off the plane," said Leiden.

At this time, several staff members came and took back all the things left by the players in the locker room, and then the bus left the parking lot.

Don Cheney asked everyone, including staff, to turn off their mobile phones to avoid being disturbed by reporters, and also asked everyone not to accept media interviews for the time being.

……

In Yanjing, Basketball Management Center, Xia Song was sitting in Xin Lancheng's office.

The atmosphere was quite bad. Xin Lancheng did not mention the training fee, but Xia Song only agreed that He Zhongqiu should register with the Basketball Association, join the national team to play for the country, participate in the Olympics and World Championships, and not play in other competitions.

Isn't this another Dazhi?

Xin Lancheng was furious, but Xia Song refused to give in, and the two were in a stalemate.

Xia Song is not afraid at all. He Zhongqiu should be able to gain a foothold in the NBA. He cannot be controlled in China. As long as he can make a name for himself in the NBA, he believes that domestic fans will also support him.

Xin Lancheng was also in a difficult situation. Dazhi was not coming back, so he wanted to use He Zhongqiu as his replacement, but it was too much to only play in the Olympics and the World Championships.

But because He Zhongqiu broke the backboard when dunking in the NBA, it caused a sensation in the country, and fans strongly supported him to join the national team.

And because of major reasons, the official itself is now very passive. If He Zhongqiu has problems again, he will be even more passive. He will not be able to explain to the General Administration, and the higher-ups will doubt his ability.

"Sorry, new director, I have to answer a call from the United States."

At this time, Xia Song's cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was Zhou Biao calling from the United States. He quickly said something and answered the call.

"What? It's over, it's over..."

Zhou Biao made a long story short. A few words scared Xia Song so much that he stood up from his chair. When he heard that He Zhongqiu had injured more than a dozen Pacers players, his back went cold.

"Brother Xia, the Knicks have returned to New York now. We don't know how things will develop. We can only wait for news. You'd better come back as soon as possible to help Zhongqiu." Zhou Biao said finally.

"I'll book a ticket right away." Xia Song said anxiously.

After hanging up the phone, he saw Xin Lancheng looking at him. He couldn't hide this from anyone, so he said directly:

"Director Xin, Zhongqiu had a conflict with his opponent during a match in the United States. The opponent had 10 to 20 people beating him up. I have to go back to the United States to deal with this matter immediately."

"What? Twenty or so people fighting him? Damn, the Americans are too bullying, aren't they?"

Xin Lancheng was also startled. He stood up from his chair and said angrily.

Xia Song's eyes turned red, and he said angrily: "Zhongqiu was injured, very seriously, and was carried away. I have to go back to the United States immediately."

"Okay, you go first. I'll report the matter of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival to the General Administration, and we'll talk about it later."

Xin Lancheng nodded, and when he sent Xia Song to the door, he said, "Old Xia, you are alone in the United States. You can seek help from our embassy."

"Okay, I understand, new director."

As soon as Xia Song went out, he started calling He Zhongqiu, but the phone was turned off and he couldn't get through. He became even more anxious and started booking a plane ticket immediately.

He also called Wu Jing and told him about the Mid-Autumn Festival.

……

(End of this chapter)