Chapter 558: Death of Phil Knight

——6 feet 7 inches tall, 223 pounds!

The entire stadium was still in absolute silence at this moment, with only the host's voice reverberating loudly in the vast stadium.

If it were any other day, when these exclusive introduction lines belonging to Lin Dong appeared, the God Stadium would have already gone crazy, but today there was only silence and disbelief.

The news of Lin Dong being shot was a hot topic. Not only were there witnesses at the scene, but because there were media reporters at the time, there were even cameras that captured the scene of Lin Dong falling forward after being shot, which was obviously a hit.

Although it was not a high-definition camera, the video was not clear enough, and there was strong shaking, but combined with the bloodstains at the scene, and according to the police's later investigation that the murder weapon was an XM109, etc., this was the performance of being shot in the head by a sniper, there was no doubt about it!

Therefore, even if the Sonics did not officially announce the specific news about Lin Dong, all fans around the world were still quite clear.

Lin Dong must be dead, there is no possibility of survival at all!

But... did the host read the wrong lines in this introduction? Did the host have a memory disorder? Was it a broadcast accident? It's impossible to really carry out a portrait?

All the fans felt dry-mouthed at this moment, staring with their eyes wide open, and couldn't help but stand up and look hard at the empty player tunnel.

——A magician from the mysterious ancient oriental country! The physical silencer of the away stadium!

The host's introduction continued, and a figure appeared in the player tunnel.

He was wearing a Supersonics jersey. Although he was still in the darkness of the player tunnel and couldn't see his appearance clearly, his general height and body shape...

At this time, some "buzzing" discussions finally sounded at the stadium, but not loud, as if the fans were both expecting and afraid, and were carefully trying to control their voices, fearing that the excessive noise would wake them up from their sudden dream, or scare the man's soul away.

But all the fans in the stadium stood up without exception, looking towards the player tunnel.

LeBron's pupils suddenly shrank. He was closer and could clearly see the figure in the player tunnel wearing the green jersey of the Sonics home court. The height, the body shape, the momentum...

LeBron's brain was a little blank for a moment, and he just stared at the figure in the player tunnel.

At this moment, in the mansion of the Madison Club, the old man who was originally sitting on the recliner finally couldn't help but stand up.

He held the cigar that had just been lit in his left hand, and he didn't even know that a hole had been burned on the cuffs of his wide robe.

His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were wide open, and his right hand covered his chest, his eyes staring at the big screen.

It should be just someone else, maybe holding Lin Dong's portrait, or maybe remembering him in this way...

Damn it! Damn Sonics! Damn Lin Dong! This damn opening arrangement!

They are obviously dead, why do they do this? Just to make the mastermind nervous and scared? Fuck!

No, I can't get excited, I can't get excited.

Calm down! Calm down, bastard!

Phil Knight clutched his chest tightly. He could feel his heartbeat was intensifying uncontrollably. Its "booming" degree was far beyond the strength that his nearly 70-year-old body should have. This was too dangerous for an old man who already suffered from three highs and heart disease. He tried hard to stay calm, but he couldn't. The brain that had always been wise and calm finally broke away from his perfect control for nearly 70 years at this moment, making it impossible for him to stay calm.

No, this won't happen! These introductions are just a scam!

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom boom!

Phil Knight's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

——The best rookie in history! Two-time steals king, three-time assists king, four-time regular season scoring champion!

——Four times the best first team, four times the best defensive first team! 1 DPOY, three championship trophies, three FMVPs!

——Seattle's Supersonic Prince, Seattle's Uncrowned King!

Lin Dong has too many honors, and his titles are too long... and as the host reads out these titles one by one, and as the host's speech speed and voice continue to increase.

Whether the fans at the scene believe that Lin Dong will have a miracle, or think that there is only one person carrying the portrait in the passage.

Regardless of whether they believe that Lin Dong will appear on the court, at this moment, the expectation and desire are finally mobilized by the host.

When the best rookie was called, someone at the scene had already called out the name "Lin Dong".

And when the Supersonic Emperor appeared, the fans at the scene had already issued a deafening shout.

——Lin! Lin! Lin! Lin! Lin!

And as if in line with the fans' response, the host's final introduction and the figure trotting out of the player's passage at a constant speed were finally revealed to everyone.

He was a man who was just over 2 meters tall, with a handsome face, a simple and neat crew cut, and no tattoos like most NBA players have. He was an incredibly clean-looking boy, and he seemed to be the god of NBA basketball with a faint smile on his face forever!

——Roar, Seattleites!

——Let us welcome the eternal basketball god of Seattle——Lin——Dong——with the craziest voice! ! !

When the host shouted, and the intact Lin Dong ran out with a smile, appeared on the huge camera, and appeared in front of people all over the world.

The scene, which had been aroused by the host, suddenly appeared in a dead silence for two seconds.

On the Cavaliers side, Wade and O'Neal opened their mouths wide, Kidd also looked incredible, and LeBron suddenly felt dizzy and almost lost his balance.

At this time, in the Madison Club mansion, Phil Knight's eyes were instantly widened.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

His heartbeat was completely uncontrollable at this time, but he didn't know it at all.

Lin Dong... Lin Dong? !

He didn't die? !

No, no no no! Not only did he not die, he didn't even... suffer any injuries. He looked alive and well in the camera!

This, this is impossible! Absolutely impossible!

This, this, this, this...

Fernet stared at the screen in disbelief.

Suddenly, a sharp pain like a knife came from his chest, making him feel numb and weak in his limbs.

Lin Dong! Lin Dong... Lin... Lin...

Boom boom boom boom boom!

His heart had lost its original rhythm and was beating wildly, but under the excitement, a sound that perhaps only he could hear came out of his open throat, gurgling~ gurgling~

Then...

Beep————

The right hand that had been tightly grasping his chest loosened instantly, and the heart that was still beating violently and frightened him just now suddenly stopped.

He remained standing, his whole body stiff.

His eyes were wide open, and his pupils that were originally focused to the extreme and trembling were instantly relaxed.

Snap...

The lit cigar in his left hand fell to the ground with a 'snap' sound, instantly burning a round hole in the expensive plush carpet, emitting a burnt smell.

The butler next to him was startled, and hurried forward to pick up the cigar, and then tentatively asked Phil Knight who was standing with his eyes wide open: He knew that Mr. Knight must be in a bad mood now, and the butler was ready to be scolded: "Sir? Sir?"

But he didn't wait for Phil Knight's voice after all, but waited for the other party's response in action.

Phil Knight's whole body collapsed like a puddle of mud in an instant, just like the collapse of the piled up blocks. The butler was so scared that he hurriedly supported him, but he felt that Phil Knight's originally skinny body seemed to be surprisingly heavy at this time, and he was a little bit unable to support him.

"Come here! Come here!" The butler was scared and shouted to the other side of the room.

Soon, the maid and the private doctor ran into the room, and the mansion was in chaos.

The maid was busy helping to lift Phil Knight to the bed next to him, and the private doctor listened to his heartbeat and his face suddenly changed.

Mr. Fernandez had a heart disease. Although he had been well treated, the problem was that he had too many things to worry about during this period. Moreover, he had not had a good sleep for at least half a month. He finally planned to go to bed after hearing the good news last night, but the window of the room was always blown open by the wind for no reason, so the housekeeper tossed back and forth several times, but he still did not sleep well.

For his body and his heart, all this had already reached the edge of the limit of endurance.

As a private doctor, he had reminded Fernandez, but the other party said that he would be able to sleep comfortably after watching the game today, which seemed to be no problem, but now...

"Defibrillator!" The doctor shouted loudly, while taking off Fernandez's pajamas with the help of the maid, and immediately connected the electrocardiogram next to him to Fernandez.

It can be seen that the electrocardiogram at this time is already a straight line, and his assistant has already brought the defibrillator.

But just after applying the conductive glue and trying it, it was found that it could not be powered on. The brand new instrument actually had a malfunction, which seemed to be a circuit problem.

"Do you have a spare?!" The doctor was stunned. At this moment, he wanted to sue the manufacturer of this defibrillator directly and tear the assistant to pieces. How did this idiot manage medical equipment? How could such a low-level mistake happen? !

"No!" The assistant's face was also red. Who would specially prepare a spare set of this kind of thing...

The doctor had no choice but to climb directly onto Philnet, pressing physically while shouting: "Call the emergency number!"

Frankly speaking, with such a cardiac arrest, the time for rescue is every second. Call the emergency number?

The doctor knew that it was useless, including his current physical pressing. Let alone restoring Philnet's heartbeat, with this old guy's fragile bones, I'm afraid that his ribs will be broken before his heartbeat is restored.

With his physical condition, this is a 100% chance of survival!

But, I am a doctor, and a doctor with a good reputation. I have to do something at this time... I can't let myself cover my mouth and stare like the maid next to me, right?

The panicked maid, the hurried assistant, the personal doctor who was desperately pressing on Philnight's chest, the frustrated and trembling butler, the security guard and lawyer who were on the phone... The whole mansion was in chaos at this time, and no one noticed that a guy in a gardener's suit and a mask had swaggered out of the back door of the villa carrying a wooden barrel.

He was walking with pruning tools and a wooden bucket in the most luxurious community in the United States, but the community was so big that he didn't see an ambulance roaring toward him until he was almost out the door.

Phil Knight's bodyguards were there to greet him, and the security guard at the door had already raised the barrier early, allowing the ambulance to drive in. Everyone was talking about Phil Knight. No one paid any attention to his inconspicuous gardener.

It wasn't until he walked out of the entire Madison Club residential area and turned around two blocks that he took off his mask, took off his gardening uniform and stuffed it into a bucket, revealing an Asian face, and then took off two fingernail-sized The 'rodent' was thrown into the trash can nearby. He went to the pet market in the morning to buy a chipmunk and pulled it out of its mouth.

In the United States, this kind of chipmunk is very popular. It can be found in pet shops everywhere and is loved by children. Most schools even require primary school students to be raised and taught. There are also many wealthy communities like the Madison Club, which are so cute. A little thing chewed through something's wires, so the wise Arthur probably could only call the rodent control company and perform a rodent extermination job at the Madison Club.

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Yang Min had a smile on his face.

I had sneaked into this mansion as early as last night.

Of course he knew that the young master was fine, probably because the young master temporarily lowered his head or something. The sniper bullet from one of the best killers in the world just missed the young master's head and hit the leg of the security guard nearby. , leaving a pool of blood at the scene... The on-site report at the time, and even pretending to be dead and being sent to the hospital were all the young master's idea at the moment he fell. I was beside the young master at the time, and my reaction was not as fast as his. After all, At that time, we were not sure where the killer was. What if he struck again? I have to say that the young master is too quick-witted.

So Yang Min knew very well how Phil Knight would react and how excited he would be when he saw this scene.

His heart was not very good to begin with. Even after finally hearing that Lin Dong was dead, he could have a good sleep, but he was still disturbed by the windows that kept blowing open at night, which pushed his physical condition, which was already on the verge of collapse, to the extreme. Today, perhaps a private doctor will use a defibrillator. Although it may not be able to save him, it is always better to make it 'safer'.

So a rodent happened to 'bite off' his defibrillator circuit in advance...

Of course, this is just plan A. If the old guy's heart tolerance is stronger, then he will have to use plan B, which is much more complicated... Fortunately, it is no longer needed.

The old man who is thinking about letting the young master die at this moment has long been a mortal enemy of the Lin family, and there is no way he can be allowed to live in this world again!

Yang Min threw the barrel onto a second-hand Alto parked nearby, took out the key and started the car.

Phil Knight is dead, but the young master is still alive.

The model worker is indeed one of the top killers in the world, but his opponent is the teacher of the top killer!

The highest level of killing is not with guns and knives, but with attacking the heart and self-destruction.

Just like Nike, which is seeking death, this behemoth is destined to fall, and it will fall much faster than Phil Knight expected when he was alive. The greedy capital market will swallow up this big meal in a short time. There is not even a scumbag left, and Under Armour, controlled by Young Master, will soon replace it because the market needs it and because capital needs it.

When a whale dies, everything comes alive...

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The Madison Club's life-and-death contest obviously doesn't affect faraway Seattle at this moment.

The moment Lin Dong appeared, God Arena erupted into deafening cheers after a brief period of silence.

——Oh my God! He's not dead!

——What’s not dead? That's just fine!

--oh! God, you finally heard my prayer! Thank you Almighty Lord!

——The God of Basketball! Basketball God! King of Seattle!

--Forest! Forest! Forest! Forest!

The roaring cheers at the God Arena broke out in an instant, as if they were about to knock off the roof of the entire arena.

At this moment, not only God Arena, the same cheers also resounded throughout Seattle, the United States, and even the world!

Countless fans of the Dragon Kingdom cried with joy and cried in their arms!

Throughout Asia and even the whole world, hundreds of millions of Lin Dong fans feel happiness and miracles at this moment, and a thrill that transcends all!

"Sorry." Lin Dong smiled and took the microphone from the host's hand, and said to the fans: "I suffered a minor injury. Because I was worried that the perpetrator would act again, I did not inform everyone in time, so that all the fans who like me Worried."

--Forest! Forest! Forest! Forest!

——NO! Do not apologize!

——Oh, buy it! Forest! we love you!

--right! It is right to remain silent! Otherwise, those crazy killers will definitely take action again!

The scene responded wildly, and the atmosphere was already ignited to the extreme climax.

Looking at the extremely enthusiastic fans, Lin Dong also felt a little emotional.

He couldn't help but subconsciously touched the knee pads on his knees...

McDavid's third-generation knee pads: Can withstand any damage from the whole body once!

That shot did hit him. Lin Dong could clearly feel the strong impact hitting his head, and then his knee pads split instantly.

The knee pads protect yourself.

Repairing requires 10,000 points, and the points I have accumulated in the past four years in the NBA are enough to repair it.

To be honest, I knew from the beginning that when the competition with Nike entered this level, the opponent would probably use some extreme means, but I still didn't expect Phil Knight to directly find a killer and use a sniper rifle...

Thanks to the system's artifact, otherwise even if I was really the god of basketball, I'm afraid I could only play basketball with the gods at this time.

He originally prepared a long speech to calm the side effects of concealing the truth and worrying the fans in the past two days.

But looking at this exciting, crying, but cheering scene, those details seem to be unnecessary.

So Lin Dong gave up all the following speeches and just waved his hands vigorously around.

God Arena suddenly became much quieter, and Lin Dong's summary voice came from the microphone: "Now, your God is back, G4, this arena will belong to the Supersonics, to Seattle, and to everyone in this arena who supports us!"

"Come on!"