I fell in love with Toutiao and became the GOAT.

Lin Bei punched Bodog hard in the face, the dull thud echoing through the training hall.

What followed was Bodog's scream.

This punch, imbued with all of Lin Bei's strength and carrying the pent-up frustration of the past few days, was naturally unbearable for Bodog.

But for Lin Bei, this punch was just the beginning.

Bodog's screams still echoed in his ears when Lin Bei flashed forward and pounced on him.

The little potato who was originally standing between the two reacted incredibly quickly.

As soon as Lin Bei's fist landed, he pounced on Bodog.

Instead of striking, he clung tightly to Bodog's arm, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

His seemingly conciliatory gesture was actually a way of tightly binding Bodog's hands.

Bodog was so tightly bound that he couldn't move, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to block. He could only passively take the beating.

Lin Bei was seen throwing punches repeatedly at Bodog's face.

boom!

Boom!

After several punches, Bodog's face turned a deep red, and one cheek visibly shrank.

It wasn't until Bodog's face was almost completely covered in red blood that his teammates reacted, rushed over, and completely separated the two.

On one side of the training field, Lin Bei rested his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

On the other side, Bodog let out a pig-like scream, but still struggled to break free from his teammates' restraints and rush to Lin Bei, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Clay and Brandon Rush held him tightly, while David Lee anxiously pleaded, "Stop struggling, Andrew! You're bleeding!"

Head coach Mark Jackson rushed to the scene, accompanied by the team's medical staff.

Lin Bei touched his slightly swollen fist, and was then called over by Mark Jackson, who had a serious expression on his face.

Mark Jackson watched as Bodog, still groaning, was helped out of the training facility before turning to look at Lin Bei.

"You've made a terrible mistake, Best."

Lin Bei didn't like hearing this. What did he mean by saying he had made a big mistake?

Indeed, punching his teammate was a reckless act.

The problem is, Bodog is baring its teeth, and a baring dog deserves to be beaten!

Lin Bei shrugged, but his words were uncompromising: "He's been provoking me. I'm not made of clay; I can't stand idly by in the face of provocation."

Mark Jackson frowned: "But you went too far."

Lin Bei thought to himself: If he doesn't go all out, wouldn't he be giving Bodog a chance to catch his breath?

Although he couldn't actually kill Bodog, those few punches were enough to fracture Bodog's facial bones.

This guy is probably going to be out of action for a long time.

Thinking this to himself, but not saying it out loud, Lin Bei shrugged innocently: "Sorry, I've only ever had one advantage since I was little: I'm strong. I couldn't control myself."

Mark Jackson: "..."

He opened his mouth, but found he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head and sigh helplessly.

He knew perfectly well that Bodog was causing trouble for Lin Bei simply because of the competition for the starting center position.

Lin Bei's ruthless killing was also driven to the extreme by Bodog's provocation.

In fact, Mark Jackson had thought about the positional dispute between Lin Bei and Bodog all night and had already come up with a solution.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the helplessness in his heart, and slowly revealed his original plan:

"I've already decided that you will continue to be the team's starting center, but I will give you some playing time in other positions during the game."

This will both guarantee your position and solve the problem of you and Andrew lacking playing time.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei simply shrugged and said nothing more.

Mark Jackson was unaware that his conflict with Bogdanovic was not simply a dispute over position and playing time.

But it was too complicated to explain, and Lin Bei was too lazy to waste his breath.

Not long after, team general manager Bob Myers also appeared in the training facility and very seriously called Mark Jackson away.

Before leaving, he also told Lin Bei: "The team will hold a management meeting to discuss your punishment."

Lin Bei had no complaints about this.

He's already taken action, so he's not afraid of the punishment that follows.

In the NBA, the penalties for fighting with opponents are severe, and suspension is almost inevitable.

However, fighting with teammates often results in lenient punishment.

A typical example with a similar timeline is that in January of last year, the entire Grizzlies team flew to an away game.

The journey was long and incredibly boring, so the guys decided to play cards and even added stakes.

As the game progressed, OJ Mayo changed his mind.

After losing the game, the guy started cheating, refusing to pay Tony Allen and constantly mocking him for pretending to be a tough guy.

Tony is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much; he just raises his hand and slaps someone.

As a result, Tony, the teacher who committed the assault, was only fined internally because he was more important to the Grizzlies.

Mayo, who was hit, was announced by the team to be absent from the game due to bronchitis, but in reality, it was an internal suspension.

Lin Bei guessed that although he had gone too far in this matter.

However, it was indeed Bodog that provoked first.

On the other hand, if the team were to actually suspend him, they would truly have no center available.

and so……

"Damn, I'm going to have to spend money again!"

Back at the training ground, Potato and Curry gathered around.

The former puffed out his chest and held his head high, boasting to Lin Bei, "How about it, Best? Tell me if I was crucial or not!"

Lin Bei couldn't help but smile at his smug look and said, "That's crucial, Nate. Without you, I might not have escaped unscathed."

Curry, standing to the side, looked on in amazement, his tone full of admiration: "I have to admit, Best, you're really good at fighting. Those punches are like bricks, they look painful."

Lin Bei patted Curry on the shoulder, his tone tinged with pride: "Don't forget where I come from."

Curry suddenly realized, "Oh right, China! Chinese Kungfu! No wonder they're so good at it!"

After the joke, the smiles on their faces gradually faded, and their tone became worried.

Curry spoke first: "By the way, you went so far as to hit him so hard, did Bob or Mark say how you'd be punished?"

Lin Bei shook his head: "I don't know yet, but I estimate that at most it will be a fine, nothing serious."

Little Potato frowned: "At most a fine? I remember that assaulting a teammate is severely punished."

He recalled someone: "Last year, Delonte West of the Celtics punched Vaughn Weaver during practice and was subsequently suspended for ten games by the team."

Little Potato was a member of the Celtics at the time, so he remembers it very clearly.

Lin Bei shook his head again, his tone resolute: "I'm different from him. Think about it, if the team really suspended me for ten games, who would play center for those ten games?"

Curry naively blurted out, "Andrew Bogut."

Lin Bei's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "Do you think he can come back?"

Little Potato shook his head knowingly: "He's not coming back."

Not only because of the facial fracture, but more importantly, because Lin Bei beat him up so badly, Bodog was completely finished within the Warriors team.

Even if he could come back, he probably wouldn't want to.

For the Warriors, after this, they can only temporarily abandon Bogdanovic and wait for the next trade.