Nba: My Power Is Invincible!

Lin Yue's appearance at this time was very terrifying, and blood was constantly flowing down his right eyebrow bone.

And because Lin Yue didn't wipe it off, half of her face was almost stained red.

When Lin Yue was pulled back by teammates and referees on the court.

The roar coming from Lin Yue's mouth was like someone coming out of hell.

He looked up at Lin Yue, who was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.

Chris Webber, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help but wipe the blood on his forehead with his hand.

Showed a hint of fear.

"Damn! Crazy! You are a complete lunatic!"

Although Chris Webber's injury was more serious than Lin Yue's, almost his entire face was invisible.

Conflicts on the field are normal.

But Chris Webber has been playing in the league for ten years, and he has never seen a player as desperate as Lin Yue.

This guy is a beast!

At the same time, Christie, who was knocked to the ground by Lin Yue, quickly got up under the cover of his teammates.

After getting up, he ran towards the bench without looking back, as if he was afraid that Lin Yue would catch up with him.

When Christie rolled all the way to the bench.

After turning around, Christie found that Lin Yue had been surrounded by people from three floors inside and three outside.

There was obviously only one person standing there, but it ended up attracting the attention of all the security personnel on the field.

The treatment was simply appalling.

Seeing Lin Yue surrounded, Christie was visibly relieved.

After adjusting his posture slightly, Christie instantly put on a ferocious expression, raised his hand and cursed in the direction of Lin Yue:

"Fake! Do you think I'm afraid of you? If someone hadn't stopped me, I would have beaten you to death today, you bastard!"

"Don't pull me, I'm going to let this guy be carried sideways out of the field today."

Pretending to reach out and push away Mike Bibby who had been pulling him away.

Christie shouted like a clown in Lin Yue's direction.

Christie's behavior drew boos from the fans, and even Mike Bibby, who was hugging Christie tightly behind him, looked helpless.

To be honest, if this guy wasn't his teammate, Mike Bibby would really want to let go of him right now.

Watching Christie's poor performance, he gradually forgot about himself.

Lin Yue was not angry when he was surrounded by people.

Instead, there was a hint of a sneer on his face: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it! You should have come here while you were talking! I'm waiting for you, young master!"

Lin Yue smiled instead of anger, which not only did not upset Christian, but made him even more worried.

"Oops! Why should I offend this beast!"

...

As the referees teamed up with the players to separate the likes of Lin Yue and Chris Webber.

To be precise, a group of people forcibly took Lin Yue away.

As for Chris Webber, he is still sitting on the ground at this time and is undergoing examination and wound treatment by the team doctor.

Coming to the replay center again, the referee watched the entire physical conflict between Lin Yue and Chris Webber as always.

Although the eviction is a foregone conclusion.

However, a more intense physical conflict occurred on the field, and the referee still had to check from the replay center.

Finally, the final penalty results were announced to the fans through the notification desk.

After being pushed back to the bench by Alvin Williams and others, Lin Yue just walked out of the court when he saw head coach Kevin O'Neal walking over anxiously.

"How's it going? Lin! Are you okay?"

"Team doctor, team doctor, shit, where are the people, hurry up!"

After Kevin O'Neal grabbed the team doctor's clothes and yelled, two team doctors hurried over with medical kits, intending to treat Lin Yue's bleeding wound first.

Lin Yue sat down on the chair without refusing the team doctor's examination and treatment.

Taking the towel from Vince Carter, he wiped the blood on his forehead to prevent the blood from flowing down to his eyes.

"Why are you so impulsive!"

"When encountering this kind of thing, you still have to stay rational. If Chris goes crazy, you can let him go, and the referee will naturally punish him!"

"Even if you were acting entirely in self-defense, if a physical altercation occurs on the court, the league will never sit idly by and both Chris and you may be suspended."

Casually pushing up a pair of glasses, Kevin O'Neal stood anxiously walking back and forth on the court.

Looking at Lin Yue sitting on the chair without saying a word, I really didn't know what to say.

Blame Lin Yue?

In fact, Lin Yue is not really to blame this time.

Chris Webber throws the ball and hits people, let alone the grumpy Lin Yue.

Any player with a temper will definitely hit back at Chris Webber.

However, Kevin O'Neill still feels helpless for Lin Yue's irrational behavior.

Kevin O'Neal just wants to lead the team to play every game quietly, but now it seems that such a simple request is a luxury!

There was no verbal conflict with Kevin O'Neal. Lin Yue took a towel and wiped the blood on his arm and answered without raising his head.

"That guy Chris deserves a beating. If what happened just now happens again, I will still give him a good beating!"