Chapter 2 Who are you?

Everyone was shocked by this crazy driving style. It was not until everyone woke up when they jumped from the driver's building of a heavy truck with a bare upper body.

"Williams! You idiot! Don't tell me that you have lost this damn game! If you lose, I will twist your head off your neck!"

The perpetrator, who attracted everyone's attention, rushed through the slightly crowded grandstand and roared loudly at the bench on the other side of Queens.

Just like this guy was driving a truck just now. Although the car has stopped, he still looks wild.

A strong breath rushed to more than two thousand fans who were a little stunned.

Although the area of the whole stadium is not large, not everyone can guarantee that their voice will be heard by everyone.

But this unusual ** seems to make it easy for everyone to hear every word in his mouth. The thick voice is like the truck whistle he just pulled.

Loud and with an irresistible penetration, it will remind you that a very cool guy has come to you.

The audience, who had just been shocked by the speed of the car, is now moved by this guy's gorgeous appearance.

Because at this time, people can see this guy clearly.

Unlike the yellow skin of those black children, at first glance, you can obviously feel that he is an Asian, but at this moment, these people around the venue will definitely not laugh at him because of their skin color.

This is New York. Although there is also racism, no one will take this risk at this moment.

In fact, it's normal to be quiet like this, unless you really want to die.

Otherwise, will you provoke a big guy who is obviously more than two meters tall and has strong muscles at this time?

That's really a body made up of strong tendon meat, with clear edges and corners.

You can clearly understand from those muscles what powerful it contains.

Those who can be naked in this weather when the temperature has just warmed up to zero are either idiots who play performance art, or ** who are already strong to the bone like in front of them.

That bald ** doesn't seem to care about the slightly cool and windy weather at all. The strong muscles seem to be just a piece of cake to block the cold.

This fierce guy is different from those common Asian races. A bright bald head shines in the sun.

Although he has yellow skin and looks like an Asian, he has strong muscles and a not-kind bald shape.

The facial features of the bald ** are piled up, which is incomparable with the wise martial arts. It can only be said that it is more pleasing to the eyes. There is no feeling of fierceness and unstoppable, but with a strong muscle, it is completely a standard ** mold.

But his eyes are always the most unforgettable, bright and a little dare not look directly.

In those eyes, there seems to be a kind of vitality that people dare not despise, as sharp as a knife.

If this guy was born in ancient times, he would be a standard template for a green and grassy hero.

No matter how you look at it, this guy doesn't look like a law-abiding citizen.

is indeed very in line with his soaring driving style just now.

Indeed, which law-abiding citizen have you seen can speed a heavy truck out of F1 in downtown New York?

Some people even doubt whether there have been countless ghosts under this guy's wheels.

"What the hell, Chen! You guy is half an hour late! Why don't you come tomorrow?"

A black boy who had just stood up on the Queens bench jumped and shouted at the naked cow man, and the group of guys around him also looked contemptuous.

Maybe only these Queen Street players can maintain a normal expression. When the rest of the people see this guy appear, it is more of a feeling of shock.

"Williams, if you can double the streets of New York! I should have been here two hours ago! It's still the same as now, you need to speed up to get here!"

"I don't know how much trouble this speeding will cause! Maybe, I have to go in and squat for a few months, and then you can support me!"

The big guy who was called Chen by the little black man did not drop his voice, but dragged a team uniform representing Queens from other people's hands and put it on his body, while cursing an indignant voice that the governor of New York's transportation department was not harmonious.

"There are less than nine minutes left, and we are still 14 points behind! This is the consequence of your being late! If you lose the game, you will be cursed by the group of guys in the bar for a year!" The guy named Williams is still angry and counting the big man.

"Chen, you set us up for half an hour! If you lose today, you will lose all our bets!" In addition to Williams, the Queen Street players next to him who have been suppressed by Brooklyn for more than half-time are all helping.

"You uncles! You guys are all muddy, or did you go to the red light district last night to make your feet soft! It's amazing to let Brooklyn's grandchildren lead so much!"

Just now, it was the black boy who was called Williams by the big man who was jumping and shouting. Now it has directly evolved into this **-type big man named Chen standing on the side of the field and scolding.

Especially when he heard that Queen Street was 14 points behind, he waved his big hands and roared angrily.

Chen seems to have ignored the referees around him and those opponents in Brooklyn.

Instead, he opened his mouth and pointed to the Queens players who were still on the court, spraying freely. The posture was like a large watering can.

"What's the situation? Infighting? Who is this boy? What is he doing here? Is he a player from Queens? Why haven't I seen this guy? Isn't it the foreign aid invited by the wild kids in Queens?

The "Duke of Tango" who finally recovered recovered and put the 200 dollars in his pocket in time.

And Jerry, who just smiled cheaply, did not seem to continue to collect debts, because the attention of their two old ruffians was also attracted by the big man in the shape of a watering can.

The two of them have been fooling around in Rock Park for half of their lives, and they have never seen such a ferocious way to appear. The sudden big man made everyone's nerves short-circuited.

Just like the question marks that kept coming out of the Duke's mind, for such a big man who even appeared ferocious, everyone seemed to be watching foreign visitors.

At this moment, the stands around the stadium, including the players on the field, focused on the big man who was still preparing to drown with spitting stars on the side of the field.

Only the onlooker did not have this consciousness. He nagging about the players in Queens, as if he were training his son on his kang.

"Fight you guys! Fourteen points behind! Why don't you die! There are less than nine minutes left to finish the game. You really think I'm God! Or are those Brooklyn guys opposite pigs? Can I chop it and chop it directly as meat stuffing? How can I play this game!"

The big man continued to spray fire on the poor guys in Queens, and this time he still used strangulation. It was not only that the unlucky guys in front of him were killed in an instant, but also let the people on the Brooklyn side lie down and be shot.

However, this time, it was not the turn of Brooklyn's supporters and the players who rolled up their sleeves and were ready to go to make trouble angry. Some people have been more angry than them.

"Hey, that big man! Either you Queens decide to replace, or you stay on the bench and don't delay the game! It was an accident just now, but now you have to decide whether to fight or not!"

The first to get angry were the three referees on the court, and the game would have ended in less than nine minutes.

Now because this unknown guy suddenly broke in, he has been forced to interrupt for a few minutes.

These three guys who control life and death to seize power now have issued an ultimatum to this ** very seriously. If you are a player, you can either play on the court or squat for me on the bench!

I have to go back to pick up my child from school after finishing this game. I don't have time to grind my teeth with you all the time!

"Fight! Why not fight! If I lose, I have to pay a hundred dollars for those drunkards. I don't have so much spare money in my pocket!"

The bald man who has put the Queens team uniform on his body** replied in a hurry, as if he would lose the hundred dollars if he answered a second later.

But his words completely blew up the players and fans in Brooklyn.

What's wrong with this guy's tone? It seems that he still thinks Queens will win this game?

The gap of 14 points, and it is completely a one-sided game scene. Can he save the decline just because of his bald ** style?

Is he dreaming? Or didn't we wake up?

But before they could release their full anger, the big man had already walked to the court.

He replaced by him as a big forward in Queens, who scored the most points, was a well-known player in Rock Park.

If there is no Visley's support on the field, the gap on the scoreboard will be at least 20 points.

Replace the most stable offensive point with your score. Is this self-abandonment?

Such a substitution made the guys in Brooklyn feel confused.

"Either the guys in Queens are completely crazy, or the big guy is a person who can do miracles."

When others are confused, only the Duke's heart is a little ready to move.

After the confrontation between Alston and the Black Widow to the past, Rock Park always lacks something exciting to make people feel excited.

At this moment, the Duke vaguely felt that something was about to happen.

As for the questions that are debating in his mind, let's put them aside for the time being. He cares more about what will happen in less than nine minutes.

Anyway, looking at this, the bald ** must be a player representing the Queens competition.

It doesn't matter whether it's a temporary helper from the outside. If the people of Queens don't want to cause controversy after the game, they won't be so stupid to hire mercenaries.

What's more, whoever hires mercenaries is not to invite those famous good guys, but to invite such an inexplicable guy. Even for a moment, the Duke thought that this bald ** was here to make trouble.

After putting on the jersey, the bald ** finally came on the court, but his style is still very strange. After all, not many people can wear a team uniform like a tights.

The originally loose uniform is now put on him, and it can only be tightly wrapped around the angular muscles, and you can even see the two bumps on his chest...

If this is a woman, she may be very ecstatic, but if she is such a man, you will feel very weird and have a little nausea.

Along with the bald **, there was the black boy Williams, who jumped on the sidelines to express his anger at him for a long time. He replaced the companion who had been tortured by "hot sauce".

"Arrogant guy, does he really think he is God? Win the game? Go to hell with him!"

Behind the "hot sauce" Philip Chapin, there was a little annoying voice. It could be seen that he had no good impression on the bald ** who said he wanted to win.

"Harrel, I always feel like I've seen that guy somewhere, but now I can't remember it for a moment. Since he dares to say it, he should be on his guard. His body is very strong. Be careful not to let him take too much advantage of the inside."

Chapin is a standard street basketball player. His personality is very proud, but this does not mean that he has no brain. He has been wandering back and forth on the street and in prison for several times. He has not been stunned for a long time.

What's more, people who can play ball on the streets of New York are probably eliminated by the street rules.

A person who dares to speak in front of more than 2,000 people is either an idiot or he is really good.

I guess no one wants to be ashamed in front of more than 2,000 fans.

Although he is not in a position with himself, Chapin still needs to remind his teammates not to relax his stare at the bald **. When taking the lead, no one likes to taste the taste of losing the good game.

And Chapin doesn't think anyone can beat him on the street. After Alston, he is a veritable street boss in New York, which is a reputation accumulated by victories.

"You're too careful. Don't forget, I'm also the main insider in the AND1 tour team. How strong can such an unknown guy be? A strong body does not mean that he is strong.

Langley Harrell, who stands behind Chapin, is also a proud guy, and he does have this qualification.

A team that can play the main force for four seasons in AND1's touring team has already represented Harrell's good ability, and in the first 30 minutes of the game, he scored 11 points, ten rebounds and three blocks, and several insiders in Queens left him ** dead.

This is still he is playing leisurely. After all, the rhythm of the whole game has always been controlled by Chapin, and Harrell is unwilling to steal the limelight of his old buddy.

If "hot sauce" is the most dazzling MVP on the court, then Harel is the sea god needle in Brooklyn. His height of 2.03 meters completely controls the two restricted areas.

Score, rebound, and limit the opponent's inside line to the bottom of the basket. He has done everything.

"Hot sauce" is a sharp knife, and Harel is a shield, refusing to compete outside the three-second zone.

When the main insider Wesley on Queen Street faced Harrell, it was just a struggling situation.

If it hadn't been for Weisley's good hand today, he would have been blown up by the other party.

Will Harrel, who is a little well-known in the United States, be defeated in the face of this bald head**?

At least Harrel himself thinks this is a big joke. Although that guy is very strong, Rock Park is not the ring of the American WWE League. It is useless to be strong.

Don't say what Harel thinks. Anyway, no one in Brooklyn believes that this will come true, including Chapin, who just casually reminds his companions.

"I will make those ignorant and arrogant people pay the price." Harrel said such a sentence when he saw the bald ** passing by.

The sound is not loud enough, but it is enough for people around to hear clearly, including the ** who has just passed by.

Harrel seems to want the other party to hear what he said, provoke the other party, or intimidate him. Such psychological warfare is also a means to win.

What's more, Harrel really doesn't look up to this ** that he has never seen before. Don't think that you can come out and fool people when you dress up. When you are on the court, you can also be overturned with real knives and guns.

"Who are you?" The guy called Chen turned around and asked Harrel inexplicably.

The bald **'s reaction was like his appearance, which made Harrell stunned. He almost subconsciously replied, "I'm Langley Harrell."

"Hmm... I'm really not familiar with it. I really haven't heard of this name, but I have a good habit of never wasting brain cells to remember the names of those defeated generals.

"My name is Chen Feng. This is a Chinese name that is a little awkward for you. I just moved to Queen Street, and familiar people are willing to call me Jack."

"I know, you will definitely say that you haven't heard the name, but it doesn't matter. I promise you will always remember what it means after today."

Seeing that Harrel had a tendency to stare and get angry, the guy who claimed to be Chen Feng didn't seem to care at all, and he quickly took a more fierce sentence.

"You will soon know who is the one to pay the price. I hope you won't regret appearing on this venue today. Let's start quickly. I'm in a hurry and don't have time to argue with you! Isn't it annoying for the old men to finish this game and grind their teeth here?

What does it mean to be empty?

The players and fans in Brooklyn have really seen it, including the two old ruffians on the sidelines.

"Where on earth did such a man who is not afraid of death emerge from a magical corner?"

Now not only the Duke is looking forward to it, but also the 2,000 fans in the stands are full of anticipation for the confrontation that is about to become garbage.

It's just that some people want to watch a good play, while others want to see how miserable the big guy named Chen Feng is.

But many people have ignored one thing. Are people who are so popular to be stepped on?

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