Chapter 187 The devil is away!

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Nets locker room.

"Bai! How are you?" Vaughn hurried in and gave Bai Qiang a comprehensive examination.

"I'm fine, really." Bai Qiang smiled and pushed Vaughn's hand away.

"Bring your bodyguard with you next time you go out. It's best to keep him around!"

Vaughan warned.

"The country of Magnesia is not as peaceful as your country of China. Guns are sold at will here, and it can be said to be full of dangers!"

Looking at Vaughn's nervous expression, a warm current surged in my heart.

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Bai Qiang said gratefully.

"Also, you'd better not go to nightclubs, bars and other places during away games, especially in playoff games. Magnesium has no shortage of extreme fans."

Vaughn reminded again.

"OK."

I nodded.

"Okay, I'm going to bed. Let's work together to win tomorrow's game!"

Vaughn stretched and left the locker room.

Looking at Vaughn's retreating back, I felt a surge of emotion in my heart.



The next day.

Taking the team bus, the Nets soldiers arrived at the North Shore Garden Arena.

"Today, I will send you home to fish at your home court..." Bai Qiang said in a firm tone while looking at the magnificent arena.

From the moment they entered the arena, every member of the Nets felt the passion that is unique to the NBA.

Every spectator is shouting for their home team, as if telling Bai Qiang and the players: This is our territory!

Entering the locker room, the generals took off their coats and put on training clothes.

Bai Qiang came to the arena and started warming up.

Surrounding the beating basketball, Bai Qiang did a double-digit horse on the technical stage, moving one by one, and the basketball under his feet seemed to be glued to his palms.

After warming up, Bai Qiang walked under the basket, closed his eyes, and the scene from the previous day flashed through his mind.

That night, he was besieged by Boston fans. Although he did not suffer physical pain, he suffered mental torture.

At this moment, he wants to return all the pain to the Celtics fans!

Gradually, the seats in the auditorium were filled with fans who came to watch the game.

The whole place was in a roar, the fans were shouting loudly, and the air was filled with excitement.

Bai Qiang still remained calm. He closed his eyes and devoted himself to the warm-up exercises.

His muscles looked even stronger under the light, and his veins popped out, like a beast about to break out of the fence.

In the auditorium, the voices of the fans were like thousands of horses galloping, forming a powerful sound.

Their fists were pumping in the air and their faces were filled with fanatical expressions.

G4 is the last stubbornness of the Celtics!

Even if they can win today's game, they still won't have the last laugh in the series.

But at least Boston can avoid the humiliation of being swept with a win.

Celtic players filed in one after another, looking languid and resigned to their fate.

"Jason, we must win today!" Stevens shouted from the sidelines.

Tatum didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Win a game?

Easier said than done!

The Big Four in Brooklyn are all great.

Let's put it this way, the Nets have four Tatums, while the Celtics only have one.

Smart was also warming up on the court. His face was solemn, as if he was planning something.

With the ball in his hand, he squatted low, bounced up again and again, and made three-pointers one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The basketball hit the net, and Smart had a confident smile on his face.

At this moment, he is not the hope of the Celtics, but the team's savior.

"Tonight, it's glory or death!"

Smart clenched his fists and shouted.

At this moment, he was ready to give everything!

As time goes by, the game time is approaching quietly.

On the court, the fans shouted the name of their home team and waved flags of support. Amidst the noise, Bai Qiang and Tatum walked out from two directions at the same time.

Their eyes met, each showing determination in each other's eyes.

Bai Qiang moved his fingers, and he felt the trust and support from his Nets teammates.

Tatum, on the other hand, gritted his teeth, his eyes shining with challenge.

He knows that this is his duel with Bai Qiang, and it is also a duel between the Celtics and the Nets.

In this passionate arena, they will have a fierce competition.

Brooklyn fans who came from afar took root in one part of the auditorium.

Gathered together, we will be more powerful and more likely to resist the provocation of Boston fans!

Fans wearing Nets jerseys crowded together, waving flags of support and shouting the name of their home team.

Their voices converged into a torrent that shook the entire arena.

In comparison, Boston fans seemed a little lonely.

Although there are many of them, their voices are fragmented and lack momentum because they work independently.

At this moment, they seemed to be an isolated island, submerged in the sea of ​​Brooklyn fans.

Bai Qiang looked at the fanatical fans and felt a warm current in his heart.

But soon, the guys in Boston adjusted.

"Celtics!"

"Celtics!"

"Celtics!"



Bursts of loud cheers drowned out Brooklyn's cheers, and they were bound to outdo their opponents in terms of momentum.

The NBA playoffs are not only a competition of strength between players, but also an undercurrent among fans.

A sincere basketball fan will respect his opponent and even more respect the other team's fans.

On the other hand, extreme fans will use hidden tricks to persecute others.

Fights between fans are not uncommon.

The game has not yet started, and the fans of the two teams are already at war with each other.

Suddenly, a Boston fan rudely bumped into a Brooklyn fan, and an altercation ensued.

Soon, the altercation turned into pushing and shoving, and the two sides began to fight.

Fans stood up from their seats, some threw things, some waved their fists, and the scene was chaotic.

When Bai Qiang saw this scene, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

He knows that this game is not only a contest between players, but also a contest between fans of the two teams.

On this crazy night, a bloody battle is about to begin.

The game had to be postponed, and the most difficult problem at hand——

Calm the conflict!

The players on the court also saw this scene. They looked at each other and were at a loss.

Celtics head coach Stevens frowned. He did not expect such a thing to happen at his home court.

Nets head coach Nash looked at Bai Qiang with lingering fear, fearing that he would be frightened.

Bai Qiang seemed to be cursed. Wherever he went, there would be fights...