NBA: I just want to play soy sauce, you let me win the championship

Chapter 240 What will happen if you piss me off!

Chapter 240 What will happen if you piss me off!
After playing against the Rockets, the Kings continued their road trip to Salt Lake City to challenge the Jazz.

As soon as Lu Yuanzhi entered the court to warm up, he was booed by the audience.

Salt Lake City fans have not forgotten that it was Lu Yuanzhi's attack on Karl Malone that caused Malone to retire early due to injury. The chain reaction caused Stockton to lose fighting spirit and caused the Jazz to enter the reconstruction process early. Expect.

After booing, the Jazz fans who were already seated in the front row started to curse!

"Boy, you are dead today, don't even think about walking out of the stadium alive!"

"Young face, wash your ass, I'm going to fuck you to death!"

"I'm going to fuck your brains out with an elbow!"

Lu Yuanzhi doesn't give in to these curses at all. I've defeated the vicious Ma Long in your family. Why am I still afraid of you quarrelsome fans?
You are not fans of the Palace of Auburn Hills. If you can fight with me on the field, what's the use of just talking?

Can I lose a piece of meat?

Lu Yuanzhi walked to the sidelines, imitated Iverson's classic action, put one hand on his ear, and signaled that the curses on the scene should be louder.

Lu Yuanzhi's provocative action instantly angered the Jazz fans who were already in the stadium, and the sparse crowd instantly broke out into even louder curses.

"Max, okay, don't get into trouble with the fans."

On the sidelines, Adelman saw Lu Yuanzhi getting more serious and stepped forward to persuade him.

"Fans? Why don't I see any fans?"

"Are these Salt Lake City bastards considered fans?"

"The boss of the team is a bastard who enjoys hurting people on the court; the second team member is a bastard who specializes in the lower third."

"They are such scum, and the people of Salt Lake City still support them? They are out of their minds!"

"These guys with cerebral palsy are not fans at all!"

"Are they here to watch basketball?"

"How much Mormonism is there..."

"Stop!" Adelman was so frightened that he quickly told Lu Yuanzhi to stop, "Don't mention religion. Although I don't like the way they treat women, this is a high-voltage line, don't touch it!"

Lu Yuanzhi waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

It was not his turn as a foreigner to comment on such nonsense.

The warm-up ended quickly and the Kings returned to the locker room. Bobby Jackson poked Lu Yuanzhi's waist with an exaggerated expression and extended his thumb.

"What?" Lu Yuanzhi was confused.

"Boy, you really have a big heart. You used to quarrel with Nicholson in Los Angeles, and now you come to Salt Lake City and take the initiative to provoke the fans here."

"Don't you know? Salt Lake City is known as the home of the Devils, and the fans here are the craziest in the league!"

"What does that have to do with me?" Lu Yuanzhi replied casually, "Even if I talk to them properly, won't they boo me or scold me in this game?"

"We are already enemies, why should we wrong ourselves?"

"But," Bobby Jackson thought for a long time, and finally found a suitable example in his poor brain, "if a dog bites you, do you want to bite him back?"

Lu Yuanzhi turned his head and looked at Bobby Jackson like a fool, "If this dog has an owner, I will make the owner pay a heavy price."

"If this was a mad dog, I would beat him to death with a stick!"

"Why do you bite back? It took hundreds of years for humans to learn to use tools. How come you keep biting back as you live?"

Bobby Jackson was once again put off by Lu Yuanzhi's words. It made sense when he thought about it, but something seemed wrong.

"Okay, you two, stop discussing this kind of issue. And Max, be careful next time. You can say you killed the dog owner, but you can't say you killed the dog. Do you understand?"

"This is the United States. If you don't want to cause trouble, watch your words!" Adelman, who had been keeping an eye on Lu Yuanzhi today, stopped the conversation between Lu Yuanzhi and Bobby Jackson.

This time it was Lu Yuanzhi's turn to go down.

what's the situation?
Beat people to death, okay!
Kill the dog, no!

What a weird country!
Without giving Lu Yuanzhi much time to think, the team was about to appear again and start this away game.

The Jazz were eliminated by the Kings last year, and they desperately hoped to get revenge in the regular season, but they had no choice but to enter the reconstruction period early. The current team lineup is simply not good enough.

Center Ostertag, power forward Jaylon Collins, small forward Matt Halprin, offensive guard Carl Porter Chaney, and point guard Mark Jackson.

The old ones are old, the young ones are young, and they still have little talent and fighting power.

This main power forward is actually Lu Yuanzhi's rookie in the same class and a second-round pick, selected by the Jazz with the 52nd overall pick.

But this guy is also very inspiring. He was picked at the end of the second round and actually averaged 20.6 minutes per game in his rookie season, averaging 6.4 points and 4.2 rebounds per game.

However, this performance is far behind compared to the sudden rise of Lu Yuanzhi.

Haha, the Jazz probably regretted last year why they chose this big man instead of Lu Yuanzhi with the 55th overall pick.

As soon as the game started, the Kings felt the Jazz's weakness.

Their pick-and-roll system, which they have been using for a long time, cannot be used at this time.

Whether it is Ostertag or Collins, the threat of mid-range shooting is very low, and they are very slow to cut to the basket, so they are not threatening at all.

At the same time, Mark Jackson, who is the main outside shooter, is 38 years old. His legs and feet are not so agile, and he cannot use the pick-and-roll to get better shooting and breakthrough opportunities.

What's even more painful is that at this time, the league has introduced the "5-second post-up" rule, which means that a player cannot post-up for more than 5 seconds in a row to prevent Mark Jackson from starting to post-up the opponent's point guard from outside the three-point line.

Mark Jackson's unique skills are restricted, and naturally there is no last trace of threat.

However, the protagonists of this game soon became Lu Yuanzhi and the fans at the scene.

Lu Yuanzhi felt very good today. He made three hits from beyond the three-point line in the first quarter.

Halprin, who plays against him, can be seen as the complete opposite type to Kirilenko.

Kirilenko has excellent static talent and excellent athletic ability. He was once the Jazz's best help defender.

Halprin is an excellent mid-to-long-range shooter. He can hit two-pointers from any position inside the three-point line, but defense is his weakness.

Under Halpurin's defense, Lu Yuanzhi hardly felt any defensive pressure.

After the first three-pointer, the audience erupted in loud boos and curses.

The fans who entered the arena first relayed Lu Yuanzhi's performance during the warm-up to the fans who arrived later. The Salt Lake City fans, who were already unhappy with Lu Yuanzhi, united together and caught Lu Yuanzhi and scolded him.

"You weakling, do you only know how to shoot from the outside?"

"You shoot like a pussy!"

"Go to hell, yellow-skinned monkey, and go back to your virgin forest!"

The last curse won a lot of cheers from the fans present, and the "yellow-skinned monkey" curses were also heard endlessly.

Lu Yuanzhi was originally too lazy to bother with the fans at the scene after Adelman's persuasion.

But the last sentence, which contained a strong racial slur, made him furious.

scold me?

You white-skinned pigs, let me take a good look at what will happen if you piss me off!
 Thanks to Count of Monte Cristo 1980 for the tip.

  Let’s start with one chapter, and I’ll continue coding. There are 2 more chapters to come!
  
 
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