Chapter 581 Can I Afford to Provoke You?

"Oh, it's so cool!" Barkley screamed strangely.

These reporters quickly reacted, and the cameraman among them started to move immediately, pointing the lens at Rick Mahon, the clicking sound continued, and the flashing lights one after another brightly illuminated the corridor.

Li Ba smiled dumbly, and without looking at Rick Mahon again, he turned his attention to Lambir and the others.

He had just hit Rick Mahon in the abdomen with an uppercut. The navel is the area called the solar plexus, where a large number of nerves are distributed, and the pain is extremely intense.

"You bastard?"

Lambiel was trembling with anger, this kid, actually dare to do something here?

"Rick?"

"Rick, are you okay?"

"Rick, leave the bastard to us."

"Stop it, you bastards!"

Several other bad boys rushed to Ma Hong's side, yelling while blocking the camera.

"It's been a long time, uncle, my hands are itchy. Now I will give you a chance to single out me. Now, let's do it if you have the guts."

Li Ba sneered, and hooked his fingers at Ranbir and the others.

Lambir's face twitched wildly, God knows, he is almost fifty years old, and he just wanted to make a crooked move this time, and he didn't plan to do it at all. How did he know that the kid in front of him was so bold?

"Hammer, don't make a fuss!"

Frank on the side wiped the sweat from his brow, and whispered in his ear.

"Bill, fuck him!" Vinnie Johnson said angrily.

"Fuck him!"

The flower bug Rodman was the first to shake his fist at Li Ba.

Li Ba didn't dodge at all, just tilted his head.

With a bang, Rodman hit him on the left cheek with a straight right punch, causing his head to shake.

But then, he twisted his waist and hooked his arms, and hit Rodman in the abdomen with a vicious belly punch.

Hearing a bang, Rodman snorted, and just like Rick Mahon just now, he instantly became a shrimp, howled miserably, and knelt on the ground.

"Next!" Li Ba roared excitedly.

Thanks to the fly-catching training, even without formal training, the accuracy of his current boxing is not comparable to before.

The sharp increase in accuracy caused his strike penetration to explode tenfold.

And the bones in his hands are as hard as iron, which directly increases the penetration of his strike force, hitting with a punch is like being shot by a sniper rifle.

Not to mention these non-professional scumbags, even against those professional boxers, he may not be invincible now.

Now that his combat power has improved too much, there is no problem at all to deal with these old guys.

When Rodman fell to the ground, the other bad boys stopped their rushing up and froze in place.

One punch?

They fought in the past, and they fought vigorously for a long time. How could they encounter such a punch one by one?

What kind of combat power is this?

Barkley kindly reminded at this time: "Ahem, Lambiel, you may not know that Hammer is a semi-professional boxer."

"Damn it! Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Aiming at Barkley, Lambiel cursed through gritted teeth.

"There is no one who can fight. Do you still want to fight? Fight, the uncle will settle all of you today, and will never show mercy. If you don't fight, get the hell out of my territory!"

At this time Li Ba roared violently.

The game is about to start, these bad boys are here to make trouble, if they don't leave, if they drag on, he will really do something.

At this time, a group of people came outside, led by Pistons general manager Joe Dumars.

As a member of the Bad Boys Legion back then, as soon as Joe Dumas arrived, he greeted the Smiling Assassin, Lambiel and the others first.

Seeing Rodman and Rick Mahon lying on the floor, his face twitched again and again.

"This kid must have known about it a long time ago, but he only came here now, on purpose." Colangelo muttered dissatisfiedly.

Joe Dumars is clearly using the Bad Boys to influence the Suns' preparations.

"Mr. Colangelo, what's going on?" At this moment, Joe Dumas asked in surprise.

Colangelo said angrily: "You ask me? Is this our home stadium? But you can choose to call the police."

Joe Dumas's cheeks twitched again, his own people ran into the visiting team's locker room to make trouble, and even lost the game. If they call the police, the Pistons will really be shameless, and their bad boys can't afford to lose that guy.

At this moment, Rick Mahon and Rodman finally recovered their breath. The two of them looked the same, panting heavily, and lay directly on the floor, unable to pull themselves up.

"Don't fight? If you don't fight, get out! If you don't get out, the uncle will directly fight in the locker room of the home team, and everyone will play together."

At this time, Li Ba's voice sounded, full of tyranny.

"Bill, Isiah, the game is about to start, let's go first."

Joe Dumas glanced at Li Ba, feeling that Li Ba was obviously telling the truth, he immediately turned around and said to Lambir and the others.

The locker room of the home team definitely can't let Li Ba make a fuss. With this fighting power, can't it be lost? How to play the game?

"Boy, this matter is not over, just wait for me." Lambiel yelled at Li Ba angrily.

Except for that time with Barkley, the bad guys have never suffered such a big loss, which made him feel very useless.

"Old guy, as I said, I will single out all of you, and I will give you a chance at any time." Li Ba sneered.

"you?"

Lambiel almost died of anger.

The reporters in the corridor also laughed.

After the turmoil ended, Li Ba returned to the locker room and sat down surrounded by everyone.

The team doctor brought ice cubes and began to apply Li Ba's face.

After being punched by Rodman, his face was a little red and swollen.

"How is it, Hammer, are you dizzy?" the team doctor asked.

"very good."

Li Ba smiled indifferently.

At this time, a staff member notified that it was time for the substitute players to play.

"Go out, keep your heads high, don't embarrass me." Li Ba shouted at Barbosa's substitutes.

"No problem, don't worry, boss." Barbosa shouted excitedly.

After the bench and the coaching staff left, there were only five starters left in the locker room.

After a while, the main force came out, and the two met at the entrance of the passage.

The atmosphere this time is obviously different from the previous two games, like mortal enemies, they are hostile to each other.

Seeing Rasheed Wallace staring at him, Li Ba immediately scolded: "What are you looking at? I'll beat you again!"

"asshole!"

Swipe, the rage was full in an instant, and Rasheed Wallace exploded in anger, roared, and rushed over directly.

"Rashid!"

Da Ben yelled, grabbed the furious roaring Tianzun, then turned around and shouted at Li Ba: "Tie Hammer, do you want to cause trouble?"

"Can I not offend you?" Li Ba said coldly.

Big Ben choked.

Rasheed Wallace gritted his teeth.

Seeing that Rasheed Wallace was about to eat people, Li Ba moved his right hand and pointed his thick fingers directly on the latter's nose, cursing:

"Shao Te, pretend your temper in front of me, biting dogs don't bark, you can't beat me on the court, can you take a punch from me in fights off the court? You can't mess with me on and off the court, just special Just give me some peace."

"you?"

Rasheed Wallace was vomiting blood.