"Bang!"
Spider John Selly took the opportunity to rush up from the side and punched Zhou Quan in the corner of his right eye.
Zhou Quan was knocked staggering, with stars in his eyes, and the vision in his right eye was temporarily lost. He happened to hit Mark Aguirre. He hugged Aguirre and gave him a headbutt, hitting his forehead fiercely. On the opponent's chin.
"oh!"
With a groan, Mark Aguirre instantly felt that everything was not good.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Ranbir took the opportunity to rush forward and knocked Zhou Quan to the ground with an old punch.
"Fuck him!"
After succeeding, Ranbir roared wildly with excitement, and he and John Salley swarmed up and started fighting around Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan was pinned to the floor by two centers and unable to move. He was hit hard several times and blood was already visible on his face.
"It's over!"
Rodman shook his head and walked forward.
He wanted to go up and make up a few points to show his attitude, so as not to cause trouble for Ranbir and Thomas later.
"This won't work!"
Darnell Walker stood up. He couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't let these bastards bully a rookie. He wanted to help.
He was the 12th pick in the first round of 1981. He played as the main shooting guard for the Bullets last season. This season he came to the Pistons and was considered a newcomer.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but his sense of justice forced him to stand up.
"Bang!"
But at this moment, Zhou Quan kicked Selly in the face.
"oh!"
Selly let out a cry of pain, and the strength in his hand relaxed.
Taking this opportunity, Zhou Quan kicked Johnselli over again, then rolled up his legs and twisted them around Ranbir's neck, using his strength to twist him to the ground.
Just as Ranbir was about to struggle, Zhou Quan kicked him twice in the face, causing him to scream in agony. His face was covered with blood and he lost the ability to fight back.
That is to say, Zhou Quan was wearing sneakers. If he had worn leather shoes, the injury would have been more serious.
"..."
Rodman, who was about to come up, quickly stopped his feet when he saw it.
"Good guy!"
Darnell Walker's eyes lit up and he stopped.
At this time, Isiah Thomas, Mark Aguirre, and John Salley all recovered and rushed over. Zhou Quan quickly got up.
"Bill!"
Isiah Thomas hugged Zhou Quan from behind and shouted at the others: "Do it!"
"Bang!"
"oh!"
The next moment, Zhou Quan's head hit back. The two were of similar height and hit Thomas's nose. Thomas let out a cry of pain and let go of his hand.
"Bang! Bang!"
John Salley and Mark Aguirre punched Zhou Quan in the face.
"Bang!"
Zhou Quan was beaten so hard that he bumped into Thomas behind him.
"Bang bang bang..."
But he ignored the two of them at all, turned around, grabbed Thomas's chest, pressed him on the wardrobe, and punched Thomas in the face with a series of straight backhand punches.
"ah!"
After one punch, there was a scream, and Thomas's head hurt like a split, as if he had been hit hard on the face with an iron bar. After the second punch, his head became dizzy.
"stop it!"
"damn it!"
John Salley and Mark Aguirre were so anxious that they beat Zhou Quan from behind, but they could not stop Zhou Quan from beating Thomas violently. They had no choice but to use their hands to hug Zhou Quan and drag him away with the combined efforts of the two.
"Bang!"
Losing his support, Isiah Thomas fell to the floor like a pile of mud, unconscious and falling into a coma.
"Ouch!"
Zhou Quan, who was hugged by the two, stepped down hard. Johnselli cried out in pain and felt that his left foot was broken. The pain made him fall to the ground.
When Mark Aguirre saw that he was alone, he dared not take action. He quickly let go of Zhou Quan and ran towards the door.
As soon as Zhou Quan was free, he ignored Aguirre and rushed to Ranbir's side, punching him a few times until Ranbir screamed miserably.
He doesn't hate Thomas and the others very much. When he first joined the UCLA Bruins, he also fought with his teammates. Fighting between men is actually not a big deal, but he hates Laimbeer who humiliated him because Laimbeer broke through his Bottom line.
"boom!"
Just then, the locker room door was flung open, and general manager McCloskey and head coach Chuck Daly rushed in, followed by Joe Dumars.
Zhou Quan took a look and stopped taking action. After wiping a handful of blood from Ranbir's body, he stepped aside.
"It's over!"
The three of them were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in the locker room.
Ranbir and Thomas fell on the floor, their faces covered with blood, and they even fell into coma.
Mark Aguirre was fine, but his chin was a little red and swollen, but John Salley was holding his left foot with a cracked canthus, and his foot was obviously injured.
Zhou Quan's face was covered in blood, his eyebrows and corners of his mouth were cracked, his right eye socket was swollen, and he had suffered a lot on his body, making him very embarrassed.
"Today's events are not allowed to be disclosed to the outside world. If there is any violation, no matter who it is, they will be severely punished." Chuck Daly said with a stern expression.
"Yes, coach."
Rodman and others said quickly.
McCloskey finally understood the meaning of what Zhou Quan said to him.
Indeed, Zhou Quan is not a bad boy, but he is not a good old Joe Dumas, because Dumars will not conflict with Ranbir or provoke Ranbir, but Zhou Quan will.
He looked extremely stern and said: "Hurry up, send a few of them to the hospital first. Be careful, keep your mouth shut, don't let the media know. Also, send a few security guards to follow, don't let them start fighting again." "
"Yes, sir."
Some staff members quickly came in and carried away Ranbir, Thomas, and John Salley, while Mark Aguirre walked out.
Zhou Quan walked to the door and stopped, turned around and said to Rodman and the others: "Hello everyone, maybe you didn't care just now, so let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Quan, I am Chinese, you can call me, Zhou, or, Iron Fist.”
Rodman and others looked at each other in disbelief, looking at Zhou Quan whose face was covered in blood, and they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.
"Iron Fist."
They nodded quickly.
Zhou Quan also nodded and said in front of the general manager and head coach: "If the management doesn't trade me, then I will stay. But here..."
He pointed to the floor and said: "In the Pistons locker room, I will not recognize Bill Laimbeer and Isiah Thomas as leaders. They are not worthy of being my boss in terms of courage or courage."
He looked at Joe Dumas again and said: "Joe is good, he also has enough qualifications, I recognize his leadership status."
Joe Dumas smiled awkwardly, he didn't dare to hold back such a fierce brother like Iron Fist.
As for Rodman and others, they could only twitch their faces in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.
But in their hearts, the fear of Ranbir and Thomas is very little. What they fear now is a rookie named Iron Fist.
After learning what happened from other players, McCloskey and Chuck Daly left the locker room.
Chuck Daly sighed, "Jack, our team is really screwed."
"well!"
McCloskey also sighed. Thomas and Laimbeer had lost their prestige, and Iron Fist had not grown up. Due to internal strife, this team was indeed finished.
"How are you going to clean up this mess?" Chuck Daly asked.
"Let me think about it, let me think about it." McCloskey said with a headache.
"Should I notify the boss?" Daley asked.
"Such a big thing, of course. Chuck, you come with me to see him." McCloskey nodded.
An hour later, in Bill Davidson's office, the three people sat together, quite helpless.
Davidson is 69 years old this year. Like McCloskey, he has a military background. He is a well-known American philanthropist and legal scholar. He spent $6 million to buy the Pistons in 1974 and has held it to this day.
After a moment of silence, he sighed: "Jack, Chuck, do you think there will be any talented rookies willing to join the Pistons in the future?"
The two of them were stunned. The incident happened so suddenly that they hadn't thought about it yet.
However, it is really possible. There is no shortage of talented rookies on the team. Who wants to come to the Pistons and be beaten by a bunch of veterans? What the boss said is likely to be true.
Davidson is a little tired. The Pistons have lost their future. After 17 years in his hands, it may be time to take action.
He thought for a while and said: "You go to the hospital and comfort that young man. He did nothing wrong. When a man faces humiliation, he must dare to wave his fist.
In addition, he is the only young man with potential in the Pistons now, and he may not be there in the future. Train him well and don't let him go. "
McCloskey considered: "Bill, you are right. If we let him go, the Pistons will really be finished. No more young people will be willing to join the Pistons."
Davidson finally explained: “Contact the local media to promote him, we must praise him and try to eliminate the negative impact.
Also, before Thomas comes back, let him start and give him the ball. "
