Although Thomas did not recognize the current gap between the two sides, he did not want to undermine Thomas' confidence and said: "Iron Fist has not arrived yet..."
"Is something wrong, coach?"
Zhou Quan's voice sounded from behind.
"Iron Fist..."
Chuck Daly turned around, hesitated and said: "Tonight our opponent is the Bulls. You know the feud between Jordan and Isiah. He hopes to start tonight."
"I met them when I came here just now."
Zhou Quan said something and then said: "He is very crazy. I don't like what he said, 'In the Palace of Auburn Hills, I am God.' I have taught him a lesson just now, and we will have to do it again tonight Stop him and teach him a lesson."
"well said."
Thomas said excitedly: "This is something we often did before. I'm familiar with it."
"You guys had a conflict?"
Zhadali looked up and down and looked at Zhou Quan's hands. There was no blood, and it didn't look like they had been in a fight.
Thomas was the same, secretly thinking that this is wrong, your hands were bloody when you hit us, but there wasn't even ashes on your hands when you hit Jordan. Isn't that too polite?
"Coach, I burned his suit with the cigar you gave me." Zhou Quan smiled.
The two of you were stunned. What do you mean? Are you competing to lose cigarette butts?
"Then he hit me and I punched him back." Zhou Quan said again.
"What?"
The two of them were confused. Did they really take action?
"Small conflict, it's okay."
Zhou Quan didn't want to talk too much about the experience. He didn't think it was very honorable to beat Jordan. After all, he was not famous for fighting. What he was good at was playing ball. If Jordan didn't attack him, he would never take the initiative to do so.
He added: "Coach, there is no problem with starting tonight, and there is no problem with playing time. I will obey the team's arrangements."
He looked at Thomas again and said: "Isiah, you should also know that you are no match for Jordan now. I hope you realize this correctly. If you can't do it, take my place."
Chuck Daly was so embarrassed. Iron Fist actually said what he said that was difficult to say just now. Didn't this embarrass Isiah?
Sure enough, when he looked over, Thomas' old face was completely red.
"Iron Fist, do you dare to underestimate me? Get the ball and go to the court now. I want to challenge you." The smiling assassin stared at Zhou Quan fiercely.
Zhou Quan said seriously: "Isiah, you can't guard me. I can crush you all the way to the basket, so you can't beat me in a one-on-one match."
"you?"
The Smiling Assassin was speechless, because what Zhou Quan said was right. He could defeat Zhou Quan, but Zhou Quan could also crush him, so he wouldn't be able to gain any advantage in a one-on-one fight.
Zhou Quan stared at Thomas and said: "Isiah, I am not looking down on you, and I have no right to look down on you. You are a superstar with two championships in hand, and I am just a rookie.
But you are no longer at your peak, and Jordan has entered his peak. Wasn't the last Eastern Conference Finals enough to wake you up? Do you need him to blow you up again and humiliate you again to prove that you are no longer his opponent? "
"You bastard? If you go, can you beat him?"
Feeling like he had been ripped apart by an iron fist, Thomas was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
At this time, the people inside heard the noise outside, opened the door, and stood at the door. It seemed that something was not right, there was some noise.
Zhou Quan waved his hand to Joe Dumars to signal them to be quiet, and then said to Thomas: "I may not be able to beat him if I start, we lost last time.
But, Isiah, you must understand that if I lose one more time now, I can lay the foundation for me to win against him in the future.
And for you, if you lose one more time, you lose one more time, and there is no way you can win it back. "
Isiah Thomas' face was very ugly, but he couldn't refute this sentence. Now, if he faced Jordan, he didn't want to admit it, but he was indeed a little powerless.
Zhou Quan said seriously: "Isiah, we have already agreed to work together, which includes dealing with Jordan. Why are we going back on our word now?"
"I'm not regretting it, I just want to deal with him personally in this game," Thomas said.
"But you can't refute what I just said. If you deal with him personally, you just give him a chance to humiliate you again." Zhou Quan said mercilessly.
Joe Dumars finally understood and said at this time: "Isiah, Iron Fist is right. Jordan averaged 30 points, 6 rebounds, 6 assists, 2.3 steals and 0.9 blocks per game this season. His performance is still terrible. Against us, he His performance is likely to improve again. If you are injured, deal with him personally, and he will not let you go."
The Smiling Assassin nodded sadly, without saying a word, and walked towards the locker room, and everyone got out of the way.
After the matter was resolved, Chuck Daly patted Zhou Quan on the shoulder and said: "Iron Fist, your way of solving problems is as simple and crude as your fists, which is different from your personality."
Zhou Quan smiled and said: "No, coach, only this way can Isaiah wake up, otherwise he will continue to make similar requests in the future.
Once that happens, it will be detrimental to our team and will also put our locker room in an unstable state. I will not allow such a thing to happen. "
Daley nodded. He felt that Iron Fist's way of managing the locker room was an iron-right type of management. The iron-like power ruled everything like a monarch and did not allow any accidents to happen.
"Host, if the Pistons defeat the Bulls tonight, you will receive a bonus of +1 speed."
At this moment, a virtual screen appeared in front of Zhou Quan, and he received the task issued by the system.
"Speed +1? If I complete the task, my speed will be increased to level 90, reaching the first-class level." I was a little excited, but it was not easy to complete the task.
It's just that the reward of this task really attracts him, because it directly increases his speed by the system while keeping other sports qualities unchanged. This is an effect that strength training cannot achieve.
Improving speed through strength training will inevitably weaken other qualities, such as absolute strength, so this kind of unconventional improvement in the system is very rare.
If the system can promise to continue to increase his speed, he is not even willing to lose weight. Think about the tonnage and strength of 95 kilograms, and with a speed of 95 or above, then he will become a tiger with a back line speed of 80 miles. A tank, even Jordan would be knocked away by him.
Although the Bulls are very, very powerful, they are not invincible. Jordan is not invincible. The Pistons are not weak now. Everything is possible. He will not give up the idea of winning.
"How to do it?"
With him and Joe Dumars in the starting lineup, how can we beat the Bulls?
Hoping the Bulls don't perform well? Hope Jordan feels cold tonight? Hoping for Smiling Assassin and Aguirre to explode on the bench?
When I think about it, my head is very big, and I have to be mentally prepared to win or lose.
"We just met Jordan, and he said he wanted to hit 50+ on Iron Fist."
At this moment, a local reporter ran over and informed the Pistons of Jordan's words.
"50+?"
Zhou Quan's head suddenly got bigger. Did he think he should break Jordan's legs first?
