Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Add one more chapter to chapter 84, I'm not very good at it!

"I'm going to sleep now. Stay away from me and don't make a sound. If I lose money because I don't sleep well, you'll be the one who loses money and loses face!" Lin Tian stretched and looked at Jordan, saying, "Aren't you going to get lost?"

"You're telling me to get lost?" Jordan's eyes widened as he pointed to his nose, his face filled with shock!

"Well, you don't have to actually get out of here, just go somewhere far away. Your voice is too loud and your snoring is too loud, I can't sleep well." Lin Tian continued to show no respect for Jordan and continued to verbally attack him.

Unfortunately, compared to Lin Tian's few sarcastic remarks, Jordan cared more about the card game that night. He actually endured it, suppressed his emotions, slammed his hand on the armrest angrily, and then turned and left!

Nothing was revealed!

"These kinds of clutch superstars are really troublesome." Lin Tian shook his head. It seemed that he wouldn't gain much from Jordan's experience on this trip. He wondered if he would be able to gain anything after getting off the plane!

That's a gathering of 24 of the league's top superstars!

If Lin Tian doesn't squeeze out at least a hundred or two hundred skills from him, he'll be letting his ancestors down!

"Amazing! I think you're the only guy in this league who dared to tell Michael to get lost! I've never seen anyone talk to him like that." Rodman gave a thumbs up and said, "I was supposed to meet up with some obscure San Antonio actress tonight, but now I've decided to ditch her! I'm going to see what happens in this bet!"

Clemens added, "With that kind of courage to act like that towards Michael, I think Lin, you have the potential to be an All-Star!"

Jordan, who was far away, turned a deaf ear to all of this, completely ignoring it.

Throughout the journey, Jordan remained unusually quiet. He didn't say a word, but no one knew whether he was sulking or keeping his promise, afraid of upsetting Lin Tian.

When the Bulls players got off the plane, it was already 5 p.m. With superstars like Jordan and Pippen appearing, countless fans and reporters were waiting at the San Antonio airport, ready to take photos with them, ask for autographs, and take the opportunity to interview them.

However, Jordan was clearly not in the mood to waste time here. He wished that the group could instantly teleport to the hotel, quickly change their clothes and pack up, and immediately head to the place where they had arranged to meet the other stars!

He couldn't wait to see Lin Tian dominate the battlefield!

Even if Jordan was anxious, he could only patiently deal with the crowds and the packed airport, waiting for security personnel to come to his aid.

This delay meant that by the time they arrived at the hotel, it was almost 8 p.m., while the stars had arranged to meet at 7 p.m.!

So, as soon as Jordan arrived at the hotel, he put down his luggage and rushed to Lin Tian's room. After opening the door, he couldn't wait to pull Lin Tian away!

"We have an agreement: no matter how the betting goes, no matter who wins or loses, we'll play until midnight! Not a minute over! To prevent anyone from getting desperate and insisting on continuing." Jordan said, pulling Lin Tian along as they ran. "So we need to hurry! You don't have much time left to win!"

"Michael, they set this rule to keep you out, right? No matter how you look at it, you're the one who's more likely to lose money and likes to drag everyone away." At this point, Lin Tian stopped pretending he didn't want to go, but he didn't hold back in his criticism of Jordan!

"It was definitely because of me. In the 92 All-Star Game, I had only lost about 12 million by midnight, so I held onto everyone and wouldn't let them leave until 100 a.m., when I had lost 300 million, and I finally let everyone leave..." Jordan said, his teeth practically grinding in anger as he recounted his glorious history.

"Damn it! Last time it was those two bastards, Patrick and Reggie, who kept babbling on and on, from beginning to end, they were so annoying! This time, you're going to target those two bastards first! Win all their winnings!"

"Don't worry, I'll handle it, you don't need to worry about anything." Lin Tian followed Jordan all the way to the top floor of the hotel. As the door opened, a very noisy lobby appeared in front of Lin Tian and Jordan: "By the way, Michael, you can go buy a few pairs of underwear. If I beat them so badly that they have nothing left, you can take out those pairs of underwear."

"Then you can thoroughly mock them!"

"Great idea!" Jordan's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and gave the waiter a few instructions, after which the waiter disappeared.

It was only at this moment that Lin Tian finally turned his attention to the arena.

He wanted to see who his opponents were tonight. With just one glance, Lin Tian realized that this betting event was no exaggeration to call it a gathering of top NBA stars!

At least half of the 24 players selected for this year's All-Star game are here!

Jordan's arch-rivals in the East, Miller and Ewing; the king of Miami, Mourning; the Magic's star duo, Hardaway and O'Neal; the SuperSonics' star duo, Payton and Kemp; the Jazz's Malone; the league's new nightclub king, Kidd; "The Glide" Drexler; "The African Mountain" Mutombo; and Jordan's good friend, "The Round Mound of Light" Charles Barkley!

These top stars who dominate the league have all gathered here!

Regardless of status, team position, fame, ability, or statistics, Lin Tian was definitely at the bottom of the list. It was quite strange that this rookie was here.

"Hey Michael, you're here! I thought you weren't going to come and give us money!" The first to speak was Jordan's good friend Barkley, the fat guy's mouth dripping with sarcasm: "Now's great, our midnight snacks tonight and all our expenses during the All-Star Game have been delivered!"

"Shut up, Charles, you fatso, do you think you can beat me?" Jordan sneered, shutting Barkley down.

"Michael, what are you doing with this kid? What right does he have to be here? You'd better get him out of here right now, or I don't know if he'll be beaten out or carried out." Malone glanced at his mortal enemy Lin Tian and immediately told him to get lost.

"I wondered who it was. Isn't this Karl Malone, the infamous shrew from Salt Lake City, whom I beat to a pulp and then sent flying eight meters? What's wrong? Does my presence here scare you? Or does it remind you of that incredibly wonderful night? Hmm?" Lin Tian saw Malone's provocation and wasn't about to give him any face, immediately launching into a torrent of profanities!