That night, the Knicks were in a back-to-back game. Their players were not in very good condition, and their outside shooting, which relied on touch, was not accurate. They lost to Mosaic and suffered their fourth defeat.

The backcourt duo of Alan Houston and Francis combined to contribute 61 points, destroying the Knicks' perimeter.

Zhao Dong did not exert all his strength. In these three games, what he wanted to win most was the Spurs and Lakers, not Western teams like Mosaic, which had no threat to the Knicks.

The Knicks arrived in Los Angeles at noon on the 27th, and they will challenge the Lakers on the 28th.

When the Knicks landed, O'Neal accepted media interviews in front of his home.

"Shaq, how sure are the Lakers of beating the Knicks?" a reporter asked.

"One hundred percent." O'Neal blurted out.

The Knicks arrived at the hotel, got off the bus, and were surrounded by the media.

"Feilong, just now O'Neal said he was 100% confident of beating the Knicks. Do you have anything to say in response?" a reporter asked.

"Does O'Neal's confidence come from his tonnage?" Zhao Dong complained.

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

After settling in the room, Daben called and invited Zhao Dong to lunch.

"Ben, how are you doing here?" Zhao Dong started chatting while eating.

"good."

Ben seems very satisfied with his time with the Lakers.

"That's good." Zhao Dong smiled.

From Da Ben, he took away a check of two million U.S. dollars, which is the most money Da Ben can take out now.

Daben had too little capital before, and he didn't make much money during the two years when the U.S. stock market quadrupled. This time, he didn't give Daben any investment limit, so he could invest as much as he could.

After dinner, Zhao Dong was about to call home when Lindsay's call came first. The two cooked a big pot of porridge until Zhao Dong's two mobile phones and four electrical boards were dead before hanging up the phone.

On the evening of the 28th, game day, the Knicks came to Staples Center.

"Are they here?"

Outside the home team's locker room, O'Neal asked a security guard furtively.

"Here we are, the bus is entering the No. 1 underground parking lot." the security guard said.

"OK."

O'Neal nodded excitedly and immediately left the locker room.

Ten minutes later, the Knicks parked the bus and the players were coming up from the underground parking lot.

O'Neal hid at the corner of a fork. Behind him was the safe passage of Parking Lot 2. It was a bit dark there and the crowds were dark. Old Nelson, who was walking at the front, didn't pay attention and walked directly over.

"Shaq, what are you doing hiding here?"

Zhao Dong from behind saw O'Neal and asked casually.

O'Neal said angrily: "I just came up from the parking lot and saw you coming up. I waited here to say hello to you. See what your coach did? Mr. Nelson went too far!"

Old Nelson heard the voices behind him, looked back, and saw O'Neal pointing his finger, a little confused.

"Does it have anything to do with me?" he asked blankly.

"You actually walked over like that, Coach Nelson, and you actually ignored me?" O'Neal looked sad and angry.

Old Nelson felt a bit toothache, what the hell, I didn't see you at all, you hid in that dark hole on purpose, right?

Zhao Dong said helplessly: "Shaq, the joke is over. Let's go now. See you on the court."

"Follow up, keep up, and ignore this idiot."

As he walked forward, he waved to his teammates to follow him.

"Ignore me and call me a fool, Feilong, you and I have become enemies. I will change a basket for you tonight." O'Neal yelled strangely.

"Fuck it, finish it, I'm trying to get you." Zhao Dong said without looking back.

O'Neal was stunned and couldn't help but shrink his neck. Shet, have you played with it before? This damn dead snake changed several baskets for us last time. It won't come again tonight, right?

He returned to the locker room and shouted as soon as he entered: "Guys, do you know what just happened?"

"Shaq, what happened?" Kobe asked.

O'Neal said with a look of sorrow and anger: "I kindly waited there to say hello to the Knicks, but they actually ignored me. Then Feilong called me a fool. We have a big feud. What do you think we should do tonight?"

The Lakers players in the locker room looked at each other, idiot, Feilong was indeed right, Shark, do you really want Feilong to change a few more baskets for us tonight?

"Come on, let's go shopping."

Out of freshness, after throwing his luggage in the visiting team's locker room, Zhao Dong took his teammates for a walk around here. The new arena is indeed good, but the equipment and decoration of Madison Square Garden are old and no longer as luxurious as here.

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After wandering around, he took a group of people and a dozen of his bodyguards to the home team's locker room.

"Hey, Fei Long."

Phil Jackson and general manager Jerry West were discussing something outside the locker room. When they saw Zhao Dong, they quickly greeted him.

"Hey, Jerry, Phil."

After saying hello, Zhao Dong smiled and said: "Can we come and visit the new arena?"

"Of course." The two were startled, and West said quickly.

He pushed open the door of the locker room and shouted inside: "Hey, everyone, please pay attention, Feilong is here to visit."

"What is he doing here?" O'Neill screamed and jumped up.

"Take a tour, do you have any opinions?"

Zhao Dong walked in, looked at O'Neal with a playful expression and said, "Shaq, aren't you enemies with us? Why don't we have a fight here first?"

"Impossible, basketball problems must be solved on the basketball court." O'Neal shouted quickly.

Zhao Dong looked around in the home team's locker room, and other Knicks players blocked the door and looked around.

"Boss?" Daben came to Zhao Dong's side.

"It's okay, let's take a walk." Zhao Dong said with a smile.

"Feilong, Shaq was just joking just now, don't take it to heart." Phil Jackson said at this time.

"Of course, Shark is just a fool, I won't take him seriously." Zhao Dong nodded.

O'Neal said sadly and angrily: "Feilong, you actually called me a fool. This feud has become serious. I will definitely blow 50+ on your head tonight."

"Haha, your highest score so far is only 53 points. Are you so confident that you can score 50+ points on my head?" Zhao Dong laughed.

"Of course." O'Neill said sternly.

"How about making a bet?" Zhao Dong said.

"How do you want to bet? I'm not Jordan, and I don't gamble." O'Neal said quickly.

Zhao Dong thought for a while and suddenly remembered the bet between Barkley and Kenny Smith, so he smiled and said: "If you don't hit 50+ in this game, you go and kiss..."

Having said this, he glanced at the players in the locker room, saw Ben, and said: "...Ben's butt."

"What?"

Daben jumped up, as if he had been molested, and instinctively covered his butt with both hands.

"..."

O'Neal was confused. This bet was so unexpected that he felt like vomiting.

"Then what if I hit 50+?" He said unwillingly.

"Me too." Zhao Dong said while holding back his nausea.

"Boss, did you consider my feelings when you made a bet with my butt? I just washed my butt the day before yesterday, and I don't want to wash it anymore in the past few days."

Daben said sadly and indignantly.

Everyone present looked at each other, this bet was indeed different.

"Pfft! Haha..."

I don’t know who burst out laughing, and then everyone burst into laughter, except Zhao Dong, O’Neal, and Ben. Gu

O'Neal looked at Big Ben, and then at Big Ben's butt hidden behind. He really felt like he couldn't hold his mouth!

If you want to hit 50+ on Zhao Dong's head, even with his dominance, the difficulty is not high. He has only hit two 50+ in the past seven or eight seasons. What if he can't hit today?

What should I do if I get out?

"Don't gamble?" Zhao Dong asked.

After he said it, he actually regretted it. It might as well be a beautiful woman. There are a lot of cheerleaders out there, so who should he choose?

"another……"

O'Neal looked at the others, seeing that he wanted to choose another butt.
To be continued...