Chapter 970

The staff member thinks for a while and says seriously: "In terms of Feng Shui, whether you encounter rain on a sunny day or a snake blocking the road on a normal road.

These all indicate bad luck.

And when both exist, it almost predicts an ominous sign.

Recently... either you will have an accident, or your family will have an accident."

"Really?!"

Hamilton widens his eyes, looking incredulous.

"So mysterious."

Ben Wallace laughs, not believing it.

"I will have an accident? What kind of nonsense, I don't believe in this stuff."

Rasheed Wallace is completely disdainful.

Billups touches his chin and asks with interest: "Then you say... after a sign of great misfortune appears, how to avoid it."

"Better safe than sorry."

The staff member suggests: "Recently, no matter what you do, be careful, stay calm, and try to avoid all possible dangers.

That will minimize the risk.

For example, a big event where you might break your leg might just end up being a fall."

"Buddy, are you cursing me?!"

Rasheed Wallace's expression becomes unfriendly.

Also.

To someone who doesn't believe in Feng Shui, it will really be misunderstood.

"No."

The staff member smiles apologetically, then looks at Billups, who is willing to talk, and says in a deep voice: "This is the Dragon Country's Feng Shui study.

I have been studying it recently.

It's a bit similar to our Tarot cards, and it's quite accurate; I hope you will pay a little attention."

"Okay, thank you for the reminder."

Billups thanks him.

Although he doesn't quite believe it either, but... being a little careful doesn't seem like a bad thing.

After the staff member leaves, Billups looks at Rasheed Wallace and says with a smile: "No matter what, keep an eye on things recently.

No harm in that."

"Pfft!"

Rasheed Wallace snorts, not refuting, but not paying much attention at all.

The next day.

December 23rd.

2 days before Christmas, 1 day before Christmas Eve.

8:00 PM.

The Palace of Auburn Hills.

One hour left until the duel between the Pistons and the Bulls.

"Boom!"

The arena is already bustling with noise, firecrackers sounding, red flags waving, crowds of people, and it's packed to the rafters!

This matchup.

It is also a duel between the "Emperor and the Kings", destined to explode.

On this basis, there are the Bulls and the Pistons, the "Flame Emperor" and the "Pistons Five Tigers" with years of accumulated grudges.

Tonight.

The "Pistons Five Tigers" are reunited, meeting the Bulls again; it seems... it's hard not to have friction, hard not to have things happen outside the game.

That's too hard to predict.

That's also too exciting!

Before the game.

Rasheed Wallace smiles slightly when facing an interview: "The Bulls are the league's unique 'Emperor' team.

They are incredibly strong.

Then... we take it seriously, no problem, right? We are just striving for victory, giving our all is very reasonable, right?!"

The Angry Rasheed says this with a smile, but it is exceptionally creepy.

At the commentary table.

Barkley touches his face, straight-faced, and says in a deep voice: "Kenny, I don't know why, but my heart is pounding, and my right eyelid is twitching.

I have a feeling something is going to go wrong tonight."

"Hmm?"

Kenny Smith concentrates, "You mean... the two teams will have a conflict? The grudge between the two is indeed very heavy.

The playing style is also violent.

If they really fight, once the gunpowder smell comes up, the probability of a conflict is really high.

I think the referees and both coaches, assistants, etc., all need to keep an eye out to avoid conflicts, especially large-scale brawls."

"Yes."

Barkley agrees, "Small fights can increase the viewing pleasure of the game; if they really fight in groups, fight with fans.

Even if fans pretend to be players and maliciously frame players.

That would be too much.

It cannot happen again.

I'm panicked; I hope that before Christmas Eve arrives, tonight will also be a peaceful night!"

On the court.

On the Bulls' side.

Yao comes to Su Yan and reminds him: "The Five Tigers have provoked us many times without getting any advantage, and almost all of them have been severely punished.

Especially Rasheed Wallace.

He must be very unhappy.

Tonight in their home court, reunited after more than a season, they will definitely vent their dissatisfaction on us.

Don't provoke trouble, and don't fear trouble.

But... we should still be careful not to be ambushed by them."

"Understood."

Su Yan knows.

He will definitely be careful tonight, protecting himself, because... on the Five Tigers' turf, they won't let him go easily.

But.

Su Yan doesn't want to provoke you.

But if you insist on looking for trouble, then sorry, no matter how many years have passed, the "Flame Emperor's" personality will not change.

He will definitely fight back.

Just like before!!!

"Boss!"

Iguodala also raises his hand and runs over, "As long as the Pistons dare to mess around, I will definitely be the first to stand up and swear to protect the boss.

If they dare to bully the boss, they have to get past me first."

On the Pistons' side.

The Five Tigers look at each other tacitly, no need to say more; treating the Bulls, the "Emperor" Bulls that the whole league is sniping at now.

Then, as long as they don't die, they will fight to the death.

"Boom!"

Under the explosive atmosphere of the arena, under the extremely strong fighting spirit of both sides.

The warm-up ends, and the starters of both sides begin.