Chapter 34 Bandit

In fact, Chen Feng really wanted to say that all this was a misunderstanding. He really didn't mean to play something eye-catching, so he rode a bicycle without a brake and rushed into the crowd.

At least three or four reporters were directly hit by Chen Feng's large grid, and the car without brakes also crashed into Pierce's car.

However, this also indirectly relieves Pierce, but the price is indeed a little heavy.

Pierce bought the Mercedes-Benz S600 a week ago, and at least this car cost him more than 200,000 yuan.

It's good now. The new car in less than a week has been scratched by Chen Feng's bicycle almost half a meter long. Even Pierce, a guy with an annual salary of 10 million yuan, has a pain.

Not to mention Pierce's meat pain, Chen Feng is also very meat pain. If he loses his car, half of his salary will be lost.

Now Chen Feng can only curse Hammond, the damn old liar.

Last night, the old swindler Hammond didn't know which nerve was wrong. He ran from New York to Boston and pulled himself to drink a bottle of whisky.

Originally, Chen Feng stayed in the bar, and it was not the kind of waste material that was poured in one cup, but Hammond's madman took a bottle of whisky to death, and the degree was about to catch up with China's Erguotou.

And Hammond also took Chen Feng to play the free throw game. Whoever can't score will automatically go for a drink until the wine is completely drunk.

I really don't know if the old liar did it on purpose. Chen Feng experienced Hammond's free throw power anyway.

It took a long time for Chen Feng to hear such a story from the Duke of Tango. When Hammond was in prison, he often bet with others how many free throws he could throw.

If there are more than 20 baskets in a row, the other prisoners will give him a box of canned tuna. In more than eight years, it was the best thing in prison.

Hammond was in prison for a year. When he was released from prison, under the bed in the room, the prison guards found at least 200 cans of tuna.

And the record set by this animal in prison is 99 free throws. Why didn't it reach 100? Because the old guy was a little tired in the end, he didn't get a hundred.

"Damn it, I'm overshadowed." This is Chen Feng's first reaction after hearing this rumor.

Because that night, Chen Feng was filled with half a bottle of whisky by Hammond, and the old liar did not throw a free throw from beginning to end. As for drinking half a bottle of wine, it was just because he wanted to drink it.

Chen Feng was put down by the old drunkard without any suspense, without even at least resistance.

If it hadn't been for a stray cat jumping on Chen Feng's face with a window that was never closed in the morning, it would have been that Chen Feng would still be fighting with the old liar in his dream at this moment.

Fortunately, Chen Feng's temporary rented house is not far from the North Shore Garden Arena. Unfortunately, Chen Feng has just arrived in Boston. He doesn't have his own car, and his only means of transportation is a bicycle.

That's when his father bought Chen Feng to exercise when he first arrived in the United States. If it hadn't been a little commemorative, Chen Feng would have thrown it into the waste recycling station long ago.

If it hadn't been for his Kenworth heavy truck hadn't been driven to Boston, Chen Feng would have kicked this broken bicycle on the road.

Facts also prove that the longer something is left, the more valuable it is to collect, such as this bicycle, which has been more than five years old.

At the beginning, it may have been the ** that Chen Feng rushed to school every morning, so the life of this car has been greatly reduced. After all, it carries the weight of such a large head every day.

After Chen Feng rode it, he found that the goods had no part of the brake at all. After the speed went up, you can't stop easily.

What's more, when he kicked up, Chen Feng didn't think about pinching the brakes. He rushed all the way in order to be in a hurry. How could he think of pinching the brakes and parking?

And Chen Feng doesn't want to be late for his first appearance in the team. The main problem is not to worry about the exposure, but that Rivers said that being late is a real fine.

Chen Feng now removes all kinds of necessary expenses and expenses. He suddenly finds that earning more than 700,000 US dollars does not seem to be much different from the life of driving a truck by himself.

Even if he wants to buy a car, Chen Feng now has to calculate his salary. A car worth more than $100,000 is a burden for him.

Think about the masseuses and trainers around those big-name players. According to Takanian's words, those guys can get tens of millions of dollars every season, and the cost is also considerable.

Now Chen Feng is a little regretful. If he participates in the draft next year, at least he will not be as good as he is now. Every time he spends money, he has to calculate carefully.

Fortunately, Pierce did not care about the conspicuous scratches on his car. Compared with the car, he was more interested in taking a look at the man in front of him.

The bright bald head is matched with the facial features that look a little tough. If this is on the street, Pierce will subconsciously think that the person in front of him is a standard gangster.

The strong muscles seem to be annotated for Chen Feng's toughness. He only had time to put a T-shirt on his body. It doesn't look like a good citizen.

"Uh, that car... I'll write you a check later." Looking at the man in front of him, although Chen Feng didn't know what to call him, he also knew that this guy was the leader of Boston.

In fact, someone later asked Chen Feng that you are not very friendly to others. Why do you look polite when you first meet Pierce?

Chen Feng also made a positive answer for this. Of course, this is just a private chat, and he will not admit it in public.

"It's better not to mess with a woman who can bleed for a week and a man who can still live with eleven knives. Remember, this is a famous saying."

However, Pierce doesn't know what Chen Feng is thinking, but Chen Feng's style really makes him a little overwhelmed.

After all, this is a meeting between the media and fans. At least you should dress formally, right?

After a whole day, did you appear in such a T-shirt? I can't tell what brand it is at all. It feels like the kind of goods for ten dollars a piece in the supermarket.

Pierce really wants to ask Chen Feng, are you going to face the media directly?

Now Pierce really admires the man in front of him. Like himself, he is caught in the turmoil of the media, but this boy doesn't seem to care about the existence of those media at all.

Just like just now, he bumped into the crowd, patted his buttocks and said sorry, and slipped into the stadium. The unlucky reporters didn't even get up yet.

Pierce can now imagine what kind of news report will appear in the newspaper tomorrow morning.

And this bald boy doesn't seem to care about these things at all. He seems to care more about whether he needs to pay Pierce for a new car.

Media? Chen Feng has no idea about that kind of thing. Anyway, he has been scolded enough a few days ago.

It's not bad that a few more reporters are not optimistic about him, but it always makes Chen Feng a little uneasy to crash the team's boss's car like that.

It's not that Chen Feng is afraid of Pierce, but as soon as they meet, he makes his team captain money, which is not a good thing.

"Nothing. At worst, it will be sent to the repair shop. I also know a few good ones, so I don't need to check them."

Although Pierce is a little painful, as the boss of the team, he always has to show a little posture.

It was a small favor for Pierce to make such a scene at the gate of the stadium. At the meeting where the new and old players appeared together, the firepower of those reporters was scattered by Chen Feng.

Originally, those reporters didn't have a good impression on Chen Feng, and the guy just now crashed into the crowd like crazy, which has completely annoyed these uncrowned kings.

The main reason is that Chen Feng patted his buttocks and flashed at that time, completely ignoring the feelings of these reporters.

And because of the boy's trouble, their plan to interview Pierce was disrupted.

Chen Feng is now equivalent to a warrior in the game, standing in the crowd and playing a group mockery, and before that, his hatred value had exceeded 120%. The scene can be imagined.

The reporters basically gathered together, gathered together, and began to gather fire, Chen Feng, DPS was fully open, and attacked indiscriminate.

As for Rivers, Pierce, who were supposed to be the protagonist, was completely forgotten.

Just look at Chen Feng, under the attack of those reporters, began to fight, resist, dodge, and then... This guy slipped away...

"What the matter with this, the reporter went crazy. How can he be like a shrew?" Even a cold guy like Chen Feng can't stand the siege of so many reporters.

Chen Feng just wants to say that it's not that the buddy can't do it, but the enemy's firepower is too strong. If you can't beat it, just withdraw.

What's more, there are several sympathetic female reporters in those media, who began to condemn Chen Feng's hit-and-run just now with tears.

And those victims did hold their waists and move forward with difficulty. After all, they were hit by a guy with Chen Feng's physique, coupled with the power of the bicycle forward, no one could stand it.

In fact, it is quite sexual to see a 36D girl with pear blossoms and rain, but the premise is that this girl is less than thirty-five years old, not an aunt with a pleated face.

Chen Feng could have resisted it just now, but when an aunt in her forties began to play delicate drama with him, Chen Feng did accept his incompetence.

Originally, he didn't eat after drinking all night's liquor yesterday, but now he is still like this, and Chen Feng is almost timid on the spot.

It may have been many years since the opening day of the Celtics has not been so chaotic, but just when everyone thinks that the team will continue to survive a season.

There is such a gangster guy who makes the Celtics start to get into those people's sight again.

The green-shirted army, who has been depressed for many years, has long lost the original bandit temperament. Now there is such a gangster-like guy. Maybe everything will be different...

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