Chapter 95: How much is a mortal enemy worth? Who cares?

Chapter 95: How much is a mortal enemy worth? Who cares?
At 7:30, both sides announced their starting lineups.

Lakers: O'Neal, Samaki Walker, Rick Fox, Kobe Bryant, Derek Fisher

Knicks: He Zhongqiu, Kurt Thomas, Sprewell, Alan Houston, Howard Ellis
The game was broadcast live across the United States by TNT, with Barkley and Kenny Smith as commentators and Magic Johnson as guest.

Barkley said: "The Knicks have indeed improved a lot since they got Wolverine. Now they are 26 wins and 21 losses, sixth in the Eastern Conference. They were 6th in the Eastern Conference before, which is six places higher."

Kenny Smith said: "The Lakers are currently 23 wins and 23 losses. The team has frequent problems and has dropped to tenth place in the Western Conference, still below the Mavericks. The state is very bad."

Magic Johnson shook his head and said, "This season is a major turning point for the OK combination, and the situation is not good.

Shaq's condition, his weight, ah, last season was 160 kilograms, this season, ah, it should be 400 pounds, 180 kilograms is too heavy, he took a dozen games off right after coming on... ah! "

Barkley asked with a strange look on his face, "Ervin, Shaq said that work-related injuries require recuperation during work hours. I think it's normal for him to take a dozen games off."

"Pfft!"

Kenny Smith burst out laughing.

Magic Johnson glared at Barkley. Even though these words were said by O'Neal, you bastard can't say them here, right?
"Is that why they fell out?" Barkley asked tentatively again.

“They didn’t fall out.”

Magic Johnson said this unhappily, and then explained: "The Lakers' lineup is seriously aging, and they have lost their aggressiveness after winning three consecutive championships. There is no one available in the bench lineup, and there is no stable third scoring point. This is why the Lakers are now in tenth place in the Western Conference."

"Charles, last time we were commentating on the Knicks game, you laughed at Wolverine's free throws, saying he was not as good as O'Neal, right?"

At this time, Kenny Smith changed the topic to Barkley. After all, he couldn't just take credit for Magic Johnson.

Barkley rolled his eyes and chuckled, "I know what you want to say, Kenny. You mean his free throw shooting has improved recently, right?"

"Yes, in recent games the Wolverines' free throw shooting percentage has exceeded 60%, which is higher than that of the Sharks. What do you think?" Kenny Smith said.

Barkley grumbled, "Yeah, you're right, Kenny, he has made some progress recently, in terms of free throws, yes."

"Charles, so you can't laugh at his free throws anymore." Kenny Smith persuaded while holding back his laughter.

"Of course, you can't compare him to the Sharks, that's right."

Barkley adjusted his expression and said seriously: "I once said that he is totally unqualified to be compared with O'Neal now, unless he can win a few championships and become the core player."

"That's too difficult," Magic Johnson said at this time.

In the player tunnel, the Lakers' five starters were in front, and the Knicks and others also came over and stopped behind.

"Oh hoo, boy Wolverine, with your NBA destructive-level combat power, I finally see you." O'Neal shouted loudly when he saw He Zhongqiu.

He Zhongqiu walked over and looked O'Neal up and down, and asked in surprise: "Big Shark, how much do you weigh now? My father used to raise a big fat pig weighing 300 to 400 kilograms in the mountains, and I think it was not as big as you."

"Pfft!"

Philip's shoulders shook with laughter.

"Hey, tell me what he said? Hurry up, please."

O'Neal didn't understand He Zhongqiu's Chinese English and kept urging him.

After Philip translated, everyone at the scene laughed, including Kobe.

O'Neal roared in shame and anger: "You bastard Wolverine, you actually compared me to a pig? I'm going to kill you."

But he just roared without any actual action and did not move his feet.

He Zhongqiu looked indifferent. He had seen too many people who were only good at talking big, and he believed that O'Neal was one of them.

Seeing that He Zhongqiu didn't care, O'Neal automatically changed the subject and asked curiously, "Wolverine, how about showing me how to tear a wardrobe apart with your bare hands? Can you really do it?"

"Next time we go to the Lakers for an away game, can I go to your locker room and perform?" He Zhongqiu said.

"You kid, you dare to destroy my place? Do you believe that I will smash your board later?" O'Neal threatened immediately.

"Hehe, let's try it." He Zhongqiu said with a smile.

O'Neal rolled his eyes and regretted provoking Wolverine.

He only broke two backboards after entering the league. After the league strengthened the basketball hoops, no one broke the backboard by dunking again. But this kid broke four backboards in less than two months. This bastard is a real backboard-breaking machine.

"Are you scared?" He Zhongqiu asked provocatively.

"Who's scared?" O'Neal widened his eyes.

At this time, Kobe suddenly stood up. He didn't want his backboard to be smashed, and said to He Zhongqiu with a serious look:
"Wolverine, basketball is about skills, not dunking the backboard. If you just like dunking the backboard, you will never become a superstar."

"Superstar?"

He Zhongqiu muttered to himself, and then he said to Kobe: "Is it you who defines a superstar?"

Kobe's face turned cold and he turned around and ignored He Zhongqiu.

He Zhongqiu was about to turn back when suddenly the No. 17 player next to Kobe ran up and shouted with a smile: "Hey, Wolverine, hello, I'm Rick Fox."

He Zhongqiu stretched out his hand and shook it, then asked, "Hello, what's up?"

Fox said excitedly: "You know, I am an actor just like you. I like acting, and I chose to sign with the Lakers in order to be closer to Hollywood."

Philip quickly translated, and He Zhongqiu nodded and smiled, "I'm glad to meet a colleague. See you in Hollywood later."

"Oh, Wolverine, do you have a chance? Take me with you, I'm about to retire and hope to have a career in Hollywood." Rick Fox shouted.

"He asked you to guide him and introduce him to opportunities in movies and TV," said Philip.

"I introduced him to perform striptease in nightclubs."

He Zhongqiu smiled and said something, then turned around and left.

"Did Wolverine agree?" Fox looked at Philip expectantly.

Philip grumbled, "He said, well, the nightclub next door is looking for a stripper, and asked if you are interested, and he can introduce you there."

"Pfft!"

"Haha..." The players' channel burst into laughter.

"Go to hell!"

Fox raised his middle finger.

"Hey, Wolverine."

"Hey, Jessica."

After appearing on stage, He Zhongqiu discovered that Jessica Alba was there again, and her eyes lit up when she saw him.

"This woman really has intentions towards me, or should I just give in to her? Alas, it's just that my figure is too bad, it's flat on the ground."

While dealing with it, he complained secretly.

"How about lunch tomorrow?" Jessica Alba asked.

"Well, I may not have time tomorrow. My sneaker contract will be negotiated tomorrow. How about we make another appointment?" he said.

Phillip quickly translated, "Ms. Alba, Wolverine may sign a shoe contract tomorrow. He wants to make another appointment. He is available during the All-Star Weekend."

"OK."

Alba smiled and nodded.

He Zhongqiu nodded to Jessica Alba, ignored the dwarf next to Alba, bumped fists with Spike Lee who came over, said a greeting, and went to warm up.

Scarlett Johansson, who was ignored, glared at He Zhongqiu angrily, quietly retracted her half-extended hand, and said to Alba: "Jessica, he is obviously perfunctory. He is just a rookie, not even a star."

"Aren't All-Star starters stars?" Alba chuckled.

"Tsk, that's because there are no star centers in the Eastern Conference right now, otherwise how would he get his turn?" Scarlett Johansson said disdainfully.

"Aren't you his fan?" Alba asked doubtfully.

"I'm from New York, so I'm just a Knicks fan." Scarlett Johansson snorted.

In the audience, behind the Knicks' bench, sat Xia Song and several AND1 executives.

They will have their final negotiation tomorrow, and they made an appointment to watch a game together today, so before the game, Xia Song told He Zhongqiu to play better.

At eight o'clock, He Zhongqiu stood opposite O'Neal. He was at most half the size of O'Neal and looked very thin.

"Floor flow, you'd better not jump."

He spewed some trash words in his broken English.

"I'm a floor player?" O'Neal was shocked. This was the first time his talent was ridiculed.

At this moment, the referee threw the ball high in his hand, and He Zhongqiu then flew into the air and took the lead in knocking the ball away.

"You cunning boy, you'll be in trouble tonight." Muttering, O'Neal quickly returned to defense.

He Zhongqiu ran quickly to the basket, passed the fat O'Neal at the free throw line, and rushed into the paint area first. There was no defender under the basket at this time, so he immediately raised his right hand high to signal for the ball.

However, Ellis did not pass the ball in time, and in order to deal with Feischer's defense, he did not see He Zhongqiu's running position and request for the ball.

"It's a wasted opportunity. The Knicks really lack a point guard with broad vision and good passing skills." Magic Johnson shook his head.

"If there is a top point guard like Kidd, the Wolverines can easily average 20+ points per game. With his physical fitness, his ability to catch rebounds should be very strong," Barkley said.

"If Kidd were in the Knicks, I'm sure New York would become a city of alley-oops, just like the Glove and Rain Man," said Kenny Smith.

The madman received the ball one step inside the left wing line. With Fox defending, he asked for He Zhongqiu's pick-and-roll and then broke through the wall.

O'Neal followed to the left waist position but failed to follow out. When the madman came with the ball, he could only retreat to defend the basket.

On the weak right side, Lakers power forward Samaki Walker also returned to defend the penalty area.

Seeing the two Lakers inside players returning to defense, the madman did not force a shot, but pulled upwards, and seeing Wolverine following into the paint area from the left wing, he immediately passed the ball.

He Zhongqiu caught the ball with one hand at the left waist position, held Rick Fox on the left with his left hand, took another step forward and then his body jumped up.

At this moment, all the blood, bones, and fascia exerted force instantly, and he flew up like an eagle.

"Wolverine goes to the basket!"

Seeing this, Barkley suddenly shouted.

"careful!"

Magic Johnson said urgently.

What he was worried about was O'Neal under the basket. O'Neal was too fat, and Wolverine's bounce was even more terrifying than O'Neal's in his rookie period. His explosiveness and impact were even more terrifying than Rainman in his peak period. In addition, O'Neal was still injured, and if he was knocked over by Wolverine, he would most likely get hurt.

"Want to dunk on me?"

Under the basket, O'Neal's eyes flashed with anger, and he grabbed the Wolverine who was flying towards him with his big hands.

Lakers power forward Samaki Walker has stopped outside the legal collision zone. He doesn't want to be hit by Wolverine.

"Woooooooo..."

In the live commentary booth on the sidelines, commentators Bingo Boris and Harry Coster were simulating the sound of air raid sirens at the same time.

At this moment, all the fans in Madison Square Garden were staring at the basket.

At this moment, countless fans across New York and the United States were staring at the basket.

At this moment, He Zhongqiu flew to the highest altitude, reaching the limit of altitude, his head was already above the height of the basket, and then he began to dive downward.

"If you want to dunk on me, you'll have to spend your entire career with me."

The next moment, O'Neal's hands were already on He Zhongqiu's body, and the next moment, he pulled him down without hesitation.

At this moment, He Zhongqiu's right hand holding the ball madly slashed towards the basket through O'Neal below.

At this moment, in order to smash the backboard, he even used the iron finger force method, using his entire body to produce that explosive force.

The next moment, a huge force pulled him down from the air.

"boom!"

There was a loud and short explosion-like sound, and the transparent backboard suddenly broke into pieces.

"Oh oh oh……"

In an instant, the entire Madison Square Garden was like a volcano that suddenly erupted. Thousands of people raised their arms, and cheers and shouts soared into the sky.

"Oh oh oh……"

"Ah ah ah..."

In the front row, a row of Hollywood stars looked like ordinary fans, cheering and screaming.

Behind the Knicks' bench, several AND1 executives and Xia Song had already jumped up, shouting and yelling like ordinary fans.

"Oh oh oh……"

In the TNT live studio, Barkley yelled incoherently: "Dunk! A stunning dunk! Wolverine went crazy. He rushed to the basket on the first ball and dunked over Shaquille O'Neal, the No. 1 player in the league.

Not only did he dunk over the 400-pound O'Neal, he also smashed the backboard.

Oh, that’s the fifth backboard he’s broken. He’s crazy! That’s crazy! ”

Kenny Smith excitedly shook his head and exclaimed: "Wolverine is the second guy to dunk over Shark, it's incredible!
This really requires tremendous courage and strength. O'Neal is not a guy who will let anyone dunk on him. He just pulled someone over."

"I hope they don't get hurt," Magic Johnson sighed.

Kenny Smith said excitedly: "Even though Wolverine is not qualified to be compared with Shaquille O'Neal, he dunked over O'Neal head-on."

"Uh……"

Barkley had no way to continue the topic, so he could only kick his partner below, which meant, hey, Kenny, can we change the topic?

In the live commentary booth, Bingo Boris shouted excitedly: "Remember, when Wolverine flies, no one can stop him."

Harry Coster snapped, "Remember, you only have a chance to stop him when he's on the floor."

"The sky belongs to Wolverine." Bingo Boris shouted
"Haha..." The two of them burst into laughter.

"The sky belongs to Wolverine. The sky belongs to Wolverine. The sky…"

A sound was heard in Madison Square Garden. The sound grew louder and louder, and soon within a few seconds it turned into an earth-shaking shout that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Under the basket, O'Neal and He Zhongqiu fell together.

The moment he was pulled down, his right arm, which had just completed a dunk, hooked around O'Neal's neck, offsetting O'Neal's pulling force. The two fell down together, and he was pinned underneath.

"Get lost, please?"

Although he had an iron shirt, it was still very uncomfortable to be pressed by hundreds of kilograms of flesh, He Zhongqiu cursed unhappily.

O'Neal was even more unhappy after being dunked on. He was so unhappy that not only did he not get up, but he started moving on the ground, completely treating He Zhongqiu as a cushion.

"You can't get up, right?"

He Zhongqiu took action and grabbed with both hands at the same time, and the Eagle Claw Technique was immediately activated.

"Crack! Crack!"

O'Neill's eyes suddenly widened, and then he made a sound like a chicken, screaming and quickly crawling up, holding his ribs and rubbing them with gritted teeth.

He Zhongqiu climbed up slowly and waved to the fans who were still screaming and cheering in the audience, making the cheers in Madison Square Garden reach another peak.

"what!"

Countless women were screaming. He Zhongqiu's powerful spirit seemed to form a magnetic field, which attracted their bodies and minds.

Amidst these passionate screams and cheers, He Zhongqiu felt that his spirit was infinitely elevated and an extreme excitement was born.

"Superstar?"

"So what if it's a superstar?"

"Superstars also have to fall at my feet."

He suddenly thought of what Kobe said before the game and couldn't help but let his mind wander.

After the pain subsided, O'Neal wiped away his tears, stared at He Zhongqiu fiercely, and said with gritted teeth: "Wolverine, from now on, we are mortal enemies."

"Dead enemy?"

He Zhongqiu understood this and said disdainfully in English: "Who cares how much a mortal enemy is worth?"

"what?"

O'Neal was furious.

"Ha ha!"

The madman and others ran over to celebrate, and when they heard He Zhongqiu's words, they burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)