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In the VIP room of the Giants Stadium, James Dolan was holding a cigar and staring at the game on the court with a calm face, as if he had no idea what had happened to his son.
The assistant next to him, Delonie Blake, had changed his attire at this time. He was no longer the same as he was at Princeton University. His long, loose hair had been pulled up and tied behind his head, and the casual shoes on his feet had become a pair of full-line shoes.
High heels and a decent black uniform dress perfectly showed off her figure. What remained unchanged was her cold look and pair of vinyl glasses.
"Mr. Dolan, do you need me to call Aunt Nancy to find out the current situation?" She asked, standing behind James Dolan.
James Dolan took a puff of his cigar, his eyes still not leaving the court, and said:
"This is not a company incident. It is enough for me to send my lawyer team to the police station, and it is also enough for Nancy to come forward. The most important thing is that it is my son. I believe he can solve everything by himself."
"But I just received a call. It seems that even the FBI has intervened, because when Blake Dolan was rescuing people, he let his friend Sheldon Cooper enter the New York transportation system and control the traffic lights." Delonie Blake said.
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"Ronnie, go pour me a glass of red wine. This kind of thing is nothing more than a boring move by politicians to release news to the media we control and portray Blake Dolan as a hero who saves people, and Sheldon Cooper."
, they are all good kids, those media know how to write, let the American people and politicians debate the difference between heroes and criminals, they will like it." James Dolan said.
After Drone Blake gently walked out of the box to make a phone call, James Dolan stood up, walked to the huge window, held the railing tightly with both hands, looked at the fans shouting outside and said softly:
"Blake! You little bastard! Your father was not as prosperous as you when he was young! Let 60,000 people wait for you to save him!"
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"Ten minutes have passed since the game! We are fifteen points behind!" The fat on Schneiderbook's face jumped!
Although the players on the field are working hard to defend! But their aimless movements and movements that miss people from time to time, even if Schneider is just a shooting coach, can see how bad they are!
For the first time! He understood why Blake Dolan locked himself in the office every time and watched the opponent's game videos again and again!
He also hates why he can't give Blake Dolan and this team any help at all except shooting skills! Even a little bit!
On the court, Larry Freddy passed the basketball to Tony Young! Tony Young failed to deceive his opponent with several fake moves! He had no choice but to pass the ball to Bill Hunter!
Bill Hunter seemed to have turned into a stupid young man who only knew how to fight head-on. In the first ten minutes of this game, all 7 points he scored came from his breakthrough!
"If this team must lose! Then let me die on the field first!" Bill Hunter attacked Luke Alton again with a ferocious expression like a mad tiger!
"Bang!" Another impact! But this time! He finally hit Luke Alton and took a step back!
"Here I come!" Bill Hunter rushed towards the inside line! Just like every breakthrough he had made before! Determined and desperate!
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"Oh my God! We're finally here! How to get in!" the young policeman asked Blake Dolan.
"Do you want me to get out of the car and walk to the stadium by myself? Drive directly into the underground parking lot! There is a road there that leads to the locker room! But it's in the opposite direction! Players can only go from the locker room to the parking lot and take a car!" Blake Dolan said
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"Retrograde? No one will be there now!" The old policeman drove the car directly into the parking lot!
"Turn onto the left! That's the way to the locker room!" Blake Dolan said...
At this moment, a huge boo sounded! And the radio that the old policeman accidentally touched while turning the corner also rang!
"Now the University of Kansas Jayhawks are leading by fifteen points! The boys of the Princeton Tigers are completely out of touch! And their head coach Blake Dolan still hasn't shown up!"
The police car quickly turned onto the road on the left, and there was a branch road directly ahead:
"How to get there?" the old policeman asked.
"The locker room on the left! The right leads to the arena!" Blake said.
"There's no time for you to change clothes! Let's drive directly to the stadium! Let them see the special appearance of the head coach of the Princeton Tigers!" The old policeman slammed the accelerator and rushed directly to the passage on the right!
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Bill Hunter rushed toward the inside! One step inside the free throw line! He took off to meet the rushing Michael Dustin!
Michael Dustin is a new player who joined the University of Kansas this season. He is black and has amazing jumping ability and explosive power. Although he does not have the skill of Drew Gooden, he can at least make up for the vacancies in the interior.
See Bill Hunter take off! Michael Dustin takes off without hesitation! So far in this game, he has blocked three shots. If this continues, he will probably get ten blocks by the end of the game!
Bill Hunter held the ball with his right hand this time! Facing Michael Dustin's block shot! He blocked it with his left hand! Dustin's arm was deflected by his left hand! He slapped Bill Hunter hard on the nose.
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Bang! The bodies of the two collided! The huge impact caused by Bill Hunter's run-up! He pushed Michael Dustin in the air and continued to move forward! And his nose had begun to drip blood at this time! It was just those eyes that made
Michael Dustin is shuddering! It seems like Bill Hunter is going to bite him to bits at any moment!
Bill Hunter was like a robot that knew no pain! He looked fierce! The basketball in his right hand hit Michael Dustin's shoulder hard towards the basket!
"Boom!" The basketball was thrown into the basket!
The next second! Bill Hunter and Michael Dustin hit the floor hard!
Both of them even had a muffled sound in their chests!
Birhant rolled his body, wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and looked forward with his eyes that were a little blurry due to drowsiness!
Countless fans screamed, and at the same time! Bill Hunter's pupils suddenly shrank violently, forming a focus!
He saw a police car rushing out of the players' tunnel! It ran over the grass of the football field! It rushed directly to the edge of the basketball court in the center!
The door of the police car opened! A young man wearing a black suit covered in blood got out of the car! Walking towards the sidelines!
"Yeah!" Bill Hunter slammed the floor hard! As if forgetting the pain, he shouted:
