Chapter 10 Street is not his battlefield

No matter how surging the Duke's heart is now, the eyes and language communication between Chen Feng and Hammond are definitely sparks.

Chen Feng has always been very shameless about this old liar's means of bringing the relationship between two people closer. "What the hell, when did you become my teacher?"

"Within me, do you think you can deal with Chapin? If you are at the same level as two years ago, he will play you like an idiot with simple dribbling.

"Even if he can shake me away, do you think his speed can avoid my block? Not everyone is as evil and perverted as you!"

Chen Feng admitted that if he was thinking about it on the street by himself, he would definitely be dizzy by Chapin's dribbling to play that game at the level of two years ago.

Especially Chapin's ** dribble, which really makes people feel dazzled.

But Chen Feng will not be stunned by those fake actions, because he has the torture of the old liar in front of him on the court. Compared with Hammond, Chapin's dribbling is a little less ghostly.

After three or four years on the street basketball court in the United States, Chen Feng has never seen anyone who can play basketball like an old liar.

Although this old guy is 40 or 50 years old, even if he doesn't have a strong body, he can also use his amazing dribbling and finger-to-finger shooting to destroy Chen Feng's nerves.

In one-on-one, Chen Feng often loses to the almost evil shooting accuracy of this old guy.

If you dare to prevent it, he can throw the ball into the basket unscrupulously outside the three-point line, making you ashamed.

If you dare to follow him, maybe the next fake action will directly make you unable to find the north.

This has been the case for the past two years. It was not until two months ago that Chen Feng was able to win a victory in a one-on-one challenge, relying on his physical advantage, which made him excited and sleepless all night.

It was also after that game that the old liar told him that he would leave Texas and return to this steel jungle-like New York metropolis.

"If you want to be stronger, go to a more powerful place, instead of staying in this lonely star state you have stepped on."

Survival, dream. Although Chen Feng has been working hard for how to survive in the two years after his father's death, he has never given up the dream of basketball.

Making money and paying off debts may be the most important thing in the past two years, but even after working hard every day, playing basketball with an old swindler is his most relaxing moment.

When the basketball rubs in the palm of his hand, Chen Feng can always make his body involuntarily excited.

If there is any dream that I can't let go of, maybe basketball is the only one in Chen Feng's life now.

It's just that the gap between dream and reality is a little too big. I didn't play in the high school league. Don't expect those so-called basketball agents to run to the streets to find any genius.

And not many people care about how famous you are on the street. For them, only the most intuitive data on paper is the most important.

There are too many people who can play basketball in the United States. There may be so-called legends on the basketball court in every block, but few people can really sneak into the NBA.

Even Alston, who is known as the street emperor in AND1, is just a second-rate player after entering the NBA.

You know, that guy has also appeared in the college league, not a pure street gangster.

Even so, he has to learn to adapt to the new rules from the beginning in the NBA.

So Chen Feng's dream can only be a dream now. The reality is always a little cruel.

The quarrel between Chen Feng and the old liar did not continue. The Duke pulled away Hammond, who was ready to continue drinking, as if he had a lot to say.

Chen Feng, who is used to fighting a few words with the old swindler every day, can only continue his work of being watched and molested. The shaking pot has nothing to do with dreams. It is indeed a real life.

"Old friend, the price of 1,500 dollars a game is actually not low. No one is more familiar with the street game in New York than you. I can't drive higher."

The Duke, who walked to the corner of the bar, said to Hammond with a serious expression. This is the truth. He must talk to this old friend frankly.

"I know that AND1 asks you to contact these wild guys. It's really not low to offer such a price, and I know that you still have some advertising contracts, which are very commercial."

Hammond did not avoid the Duke's question. As the other party said, he was too familiar with the streets.

Whether it is the rules or the way here, he is clear that no one can deceive him.

Even if he hasn't been on the streets of New York for four or five years, it's enough for him to return to his familiar life in less than a month.

This is his territory. Whether he is old or not, he will always be the king of the streets of New York.

"Duke, you've seen that boy's game, just like what you saw. You can't deny that he has extraordinary talent, can you?"

When Hammond said this, he also glanced at the guy who could play tricks on the shaker.

"I don't deny that such a strong guy is simply a killing machine. I guess no one can withstand him crushing the inner line with his muscles on the street."

Although the Duke only watched Chen Feng's performance for less than ten minutes, his experience was enough to judge the boy's potential, so he made such a condition to invite Chen Feng to join AND1.

"Man, if you really let that boy hang out on the street, don't you think it's a waste? At least I think it's a kind of destruction of talent.

When Hammond said this, he said with a vague pride, perhaps because the bald boy was the beast he cultivated with one hand.

"Joe, is there a better way? I haven't checked his background. I haven't played a high school league or gone to college. He has graduated for a year. Do you still want him to go to the NCAA?"

The Duke also knows that there is not much room for progress for guys like Chen Feng to continue to fight on the street.

But now it seems that joining AND1 is at least a simple way for him to be familiar with others. Maybe it will open another door for him, and maybe someone in NBDL will like him.

Or a street team with an agent background will absorb him, go to college for a year, and then participate in the NBA draft, which is a promising way.

"Joe, if he had been born a year earlier, he might have caught up with the NBA high school draft, but now that Stein's bastard has blocked the way for high school students to enter the NBA. What's more, he hasn't had any data in the official game. Do you think he's going to participate in the draft. Will anyone like him?

What the Duke said is true. There is no need to hide anything between him and his old friends.

"I know what you said, that's why I brought him from Texas to New York, but the streets are not his battlefield. The group of people who fight with him should be more fierce."

"No one can stop the boy on the street, at least inside, no one can withstand his crushing."

"It's definitely a big waste to let a main battle tank fight with a taxi."

After saying that, Hammond patted the Duke on the shoulder. "Old man, the most charming thing in New York is the speed of information dissemination. In a week, there have been enough hunters who smelled blood to kill here. You are the local snake here, so you are the fastest, but I guess some people are almost there. They may bring more contracts or future to that boy.

Do you know YOUTUBE? On the video website that just came out last year, someone has already put up the boy's game video. In a week, it has nearly 300,000 views. I think there will always be some people who want to think about the boy's origin.

Only then did the Duke find that the old guy in front of him was as cunning as his performance in the street competition.

YOUTUBE? Damn it, what is that? The Duke found himself a little outdated. Hammond always has all kinds of ways, just like he used to mix in the joint.

But Hammond may be right. It's really a waste to let that bald boy hang out on the street.

And when I came here, I didn't want to disappear into the chaos on the street.

You should know that this is New York, the most prosperous and chaotic metropolis. There have been countless stars on the street basketball court, but not many can survive.

An old bastard like Hammond finally fell on drugs. The street is like this. You never know what will happen in the next second.

The Duke doesn't want such a fierce guy to fail one day, so although AND1's touring team is not the best choice, it can also give Chen Feng a fixed income.

It's more appropriate than mixing in the streets and bars. These places are always mixed with the unknown days.

After drinking the glass of whisky in front of him, the Duke felt the spicy taste buds. "Joe, if that boy doesn't find a better place to go, my two-year contract will always be kept for him. At least the income is much better than here."

"As you said, maybe the street should not be the boy's battlefield. He should have a bigger stage."

Although Hammond didn't answer the Duke, he nodded with a little more warmth in his eyes.

Although this seemingly obscene fat man is just an old ruffian on the streets of New York, the Duke is always sincere when he treats his friends.

However, Hammond is just thanking this old friend for his kindness. He doesn't think that the contract will also sign Chen Feng's name.

Who is that bald boy? That's the personal disciple of the great "Destroyer".

How can the boy who is as fierce as a beast be trapped in the street?

(There are four more. I have broken out crazily, but the gap with the comrades in front of me is still quite big. I'm rolling all over the ground for support!)