McGinnis found Zhu Fangyu’s hand still on his shoulder while speaking and violently tried to shake it off. The movement was too forceful, however, and the elbow appeared to be aimed directly at Zhu Fangyu.
Seeing McGinnis about to make a move, Zhu Fangyu reacted swiftly. McGinnis’s rejected hand swung back with a "Left Hook" that squarely hit McGinnis’s left cheek.
Struck hard, McGinnis let out a miserable scream as he staggered to the right, struggling to hold onto his lunch tray, which clattered to the floor, scattering food everywhere. Zhu Fangyu’s eyes reddened fiercely at this sight, and his dissatisfaction was not quelled by just one "Left Hook," prompting him to chase down McGinnis and continue pummeling him.
All the while, he cursed, "I’ll teach you to mess with me, to underestimate me, you think I’m too soft!"
McGinnis scampered away, cowering, no longer exhibiting his usual demeanor.
On the cramped airplane, McGinnis, in his frantic escape, came across LeBron, who seemed like a "savior" and ducked beside him.
LeBron had already put on his eye mask, planning to feign ignorance to any incidents by claiming he had slept through the flight.
However, upon lifting his eye mask, he saw McGinnis getting beaten up by Zhu Fangyu.
Witnessing Zhu Fangyu charging at McGinnis like an infuriated Bulls, LeBron knew the guy had lost his mind.
But his disdain for the Huaxia people and resentment towards this rookie’s presumptuousness made him stand up, "Haven’t you caused enough trouble, Zhu? You’re new here; don’t you know the rules of the NBA?"
The translator had never translated so promptly.
Hearing LeBron’s words, Zhu Fangyu glared furiously, "He started it! I was just defending myself. It was him who messed with me first!"
"When he was bullying me, you pretended not to see, and now when I fight back, you step in?"
"What kind of creature are you?"
His grip tightened on his fists.
Zhu Fangyu glared with hatred at LeBron.
This was a glare LeBron had never seen before, making him step back half-heartedly.
"Get lost, asshole, don’t you dare stop me!"
Zhu Fangyu didn’t give LeBron any respect and reached to drag McGinnis to his side.
Still somewhat rational, he knew that hitting McGinnis wasn’t a big deal, but hitting LeBron could escalate things.
McGinnis cried out like a slaughtered pig, clutching LeBron tightly, "Stop him! LeBron, what are you doing? Aren’t you the leader of this team anymore? You’re just going to watch him hit people? Does he even consider you a concern?"
This remark hit LeBron hard.
As the leader of the Cavaliers, he couldn’t just let Zhu Fangyu, a rookie, ignore his warning and beat someone in front of him.
He grabbed Zhu Fangyu’s arm, successfully interrupting his next move, and McGinnis took the opportunity to punch Zhu Fangyu.
At that moment, Newell also rushed over and caught Zhu Fangyu.
Just as "Zhu Ba" was about to become the "trapped beast," McGinnis’s next punch was coming.
Zhu Fangyu lifted his foot and kicked forcefully at his chest. The fully exposed McGinnis grunted as he was sent retreating five or six steps, collapsing to the ground.
The "recoil" knocked down Newell beside Zhu Fangyu, allowing him to break free.
The enraged Zhu Fangyu quickly got up, first kicking Newell hard, causing him to groan in pain, then he charged straight at LeBron.
Like picking sides, huh?
I’ll show you what happens when you pick sides!
At this moment Zhu Fangyu’s disgust for LeBron exceeded his anger towards McGinnis.
He disliked McGinnis and was disgusted by LeBron.
A disliked person you avoid and give the cold shoulder; a disgusting person you wish you could hammer into submission.
This was exactly how Zhu Fangyu felt about LeBron at the moment.
"Get out of the way!"
During this, some Warriors players tried to stop Zhu Fangyu, only to be swept away by his flurry of "Wang Baquan" punches.
LeBron tried to escape awkwardly, but with limited space, Zhu Fangyu caught up and pummeled him with more "Wang Baquan," cornering him before switching angles and delivering a powerful "Left Hook".
"Bang!"
The "Chosen One" felt his left cheek smashed as if by a hammer, loosening his back teeth.
Seeing his wretched state filled Zhu Fangyu with satisfaction, as all the frustration of recent days seemed to pour out at that moment.
But it wasn’t over yet!
A straight "jab" shot through LeBron’s defense, landing right on his face, slightly off-center, striking his tear duct and causing tears to uncontrollably stream down.
Is he crying from the hit?
What a softie!
Zhu Fangyu then mounted LeBron, raining down punches on his face like a storm.
By the time other Cavaliers players rushed over to intervene, Zhu Fangyu had already landed six or seven punches on LeBron’s bloodied and tear-stained face, teeth fragments spilling from his mouth.
Still unappeased, Zhu Fangyu delivered one more kick before being fully pulled away. LeBron, still robust, didn’t collapse like McGinnis had, instead stumbling into a nearby recliner but managing to steady himself.
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