Chapter 566

Chapter 566: Bad Luck Talisman.

The situation was quite big but it actually lasted only two minutes.

The Spurs fan saw Chen Huan calm down and started to boo him.

They didn’t dare to do so previously in fear that he would kill off all the Spurs players on the court in a fit of rage.

It didn’t matter if they lost this playoff series but if all of their players got disabled, would they forfeit the next season?

So they endured it and only slightly booed unlike the booming sound right now.

But there were also people who supported Chen Huan.

“Chen Huan, you did good!”

“Chen Huan is a real man!”

Two of three Chinese overseas students came to cheer for Chen Huan.

It couldn’t be helped.

Even in Texas there were many Chinese and international students.

They didn’t have a regional concept and their home would be where Chen Huan was.

This was in Texas. If it was in a city like Los Angeles, there would be at least 10k Chinese people buying tickets to come support him.

It was no wonder that Adidas announced a sports T-shirt with Chinese Themes and Chen Huan’s face on it as their first priority.

The tens of millions of Chinese immigrants and international students in the US were the best customer base!

Not to mention China itself as the Chinese people’s spending power became better and better as well as their thirst for genuine products grew.

Chen Huan became an international star so how could they not show their support?

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Watnard would resign if the sales were less than 5 million.

It wasn’t just the viewers on the court who supported Chen Huan.

Barkley, the commentator for this game, was frightened and said with a dry laugh, “Do you think if I had a teammate like that, would Michael dare to bully me? And Olajuwon, Rodman or Stockton would dare to touch me? If they touch me, I’ll fall to the ground instantly!”

Kenny Smith saw his wretched expression and couldn’t help but mock him, “Then you’ll see the greatest tragedy of the league and how he got banned from the league for life?”

“How can that happen? They will all restrain themselves.” Barkley laughed, “Even if Chen Huan is brash and ignorant, would they play with their life? Don’t you think that Chen Huan can blow their heads open with a punch? Which player will risk their life like that?”

“However, your words are unfair to Chen Huan.” Kenny Smith took out some notes, “I have some data here. Chen Huan made 78 dirty moves but it was preemptive strikes against all the players that made dirty moves on him or wanted to foul him. He never actively wanted to hurt any player! This is a player with sportsmanship and just like his looks, he deserves our respect!”

“Who would say otherwise?” Barkley agreed, “It was like with the Blazers! If Davis wasn’t as reprehensive, would Chen Huan choke him? If it was me, I would have decked him!”

“If it was Kobe, there would’ve been a fight! However, the 17 years old Chen Huan is more restrained than Kobe, he has the power but isn’t as irritable, this is the Lakers’ fortune!” Kenny Smith exclaimed.

Listening to the two, the viewers from America kept nodding.

“Chen Huan did good! He has loyalty and is responsible!”

“Right, we black bros like this young man! He helped out Allen, he’s invited to the cookout!”

“I thought it was a prop when Chen Huan tore the chairs but then I heard the noise when it was thrown to the ground, I realized just how strong Chen Huan was!”

“Right, a person with a strength like that never abused it to bully people but only used to dunk and fight through contact, it was already a great restraint!”

“How stupid do you think Ginobili is to hurt Chen Huan’s teammate like that? Does he think that Chen Huan won’t get angry just because it wasn’t at Chen Huan?”

“Would Chen Huan be punished by the League like last time?”

“Why would he get suspended? Chen Huan didn’t hit anyone and didn’t touch Ginobili, at most, Chen Huan just destroyed the arena’s furniture! Just fine him!”

“…”

The opinion of the viewers from China was similar to those from America.

It was just that everyone was more happy and hyped.

When the game returned to normalcy, Iverson was helped out of the court and went to the hospital for further checkup. He was also worried it would affect his playoff runs.

Popovich also quickly replaced Ginobili in fear he had a mental breakdown when he faced Chen Huan.

Chen Huan was disappointed.

Fuck!

He just used a Bad Luck Talisman on him! What was going to happen to it?

His thoughts hadn’t finished yet before Ginobili sat down on the bench and put a towel on his head.

Then the chair he was sitting down on suddenly collapsed with a boom.

Ginobili cried out loudly.

“Ah!”

Everyone tried to pull him up but Ginobili continued to scream out, “Don’t, don’t… don’t pull me… AH!”

As they pulled Ginobili to his feet, they realized one of his feet turned jelly and was twisted, obviously it was broken.

The medical staff immediately rushed over and took each of his arms to help him manage the pressure before putting on a wheelchair to send him to a hospital.

But they barely took two steps before a medical staff tripped to maybe a player’s water bottle or tripped over nothing but the medical staff staggered and fell.

It would have been nothing but because a person would subconsciously grab onto something when falling so that staff grabbed Ginobili’s arm with both hands.

So Ginobili was also taken to the ground.

The problem was the other medical staff, who was holding onto Ginobili, was also dragged to the ground by him and fell… onto his injured feet.

“AH!!!”

Ginobili passed out due to pain.

Those who saw it turned their heads away.

Many people forcibly suppressed their urges to laugh.

How unlucky Ginobili was.

He was already injured but now it worsened, how much pain would that be?

Sure enough, karma was a bitch.

This dirty player escaped Chen Huan but couldn’t escape punishment from god!