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Chapter 4 The Unknown Side of American Basketball

On the second night after Old John saw Qiao Fei, someone came looking for Qiao Fei. The person who came was a middle-aged man with round glasses and blond hair.The clear glasses exposed the man's deep eye sockets, and Qiao Fei looked at the man's blue eyes through the lens, and could read some wise things from them.

The man politely asked him to take a spacious car, which had been modified. Qiao Fei couldn't recognize what kind of car it was, but he just felt very comfortable. He sat in it and watched the bright lights of New York at night.

"Hello! You can call me Els! Let me explain to you what 'The Last Stage' is"

Qiao Fei nodded politely and listened attentively.

"There used to be some kids who didn't like the law and played ball at night. Of course, some people called those kids bad boys. These kids always drove into Rock Park at night. It seems to be a rule. If you enter the park at night Locke Park, you have to drive. The game at night is an unrestrained game. There are no referees and no scoreboards. You can accept any challenge. There is only one criterion for winning or losing. You hear the other party say: I lose! Or Throw in the towel. For the bad boys, that's the last stage where they can show off, where they get off the drugs and promiscuity, and they're real athletes in that moment."

Qiao Fei has never heard of this kind of game in any basketball magazine or on the Internet, but the fact is that this kind of game is going on all the time.

"Old John made clothes specially for you."

Ayers handed over a shirt and trousers, both of which were made of sportswear, but made into a shirt. The underarms were compact, and the felt strips were glued to fix the shape of the clothes.The trousers are vertical and breathable, and Qiao Fei, who changed into these clothes in the car, can fully feel the comfort and purpose of the clothes.Old John wanted Qiao Fei to continue to use the street gentleman's style and become famous in one battle.

Qiao Fei does not object to these. A player without a nickname is not a good player. This seems to be an act of hype, but here it is personality.

The car started to enter the Harlem neighborhood, turned a corner and drove into Locke Park.Through the dim driving lights used by the driver, Qiao Fei can see through the glass that in the dark night, groups of young girls with bright clothes, distinctive personalities, and even hot.Some girls are sitting on the roof of the car, kissing and stroking each other wantonly with their boyfriends.Others have smoky and gorgeous makeup, watching Qiao Fei's car pass by, caressing his chest, with an endlessly provocative expression.

There are also boys sitting in the car. They wear loose sportswear and cannot find any tattoos on the skin. They open the door, drink alcohol, smoke cigarettes, and spit on the passing vehicles from time to time.

Qiao Fei didn't really accept this kind of thing. He witnessed American civilization when he was on a visa. However, just like where the sun shines, there is always a dark side, and American basketball also has an unknown side.

The car stopped and the lights were turned off.Els checked his watch, then leaned back against the backrest, squinting.Qiao Fei was a little curious. He continued to look out through the window. Cars came in one after another. After they stopped, they turned off the lights.

"What are we waiting for?"

Qiao Fei asked curiously.

Els opened his eyes and, without answering, glanced at his watch and said, "It's time!"

The driver turned on the lights of the car as if he had received an order. This time, the high beams were turned on. After the car lights were remodeled, they began to rotate upward naturally. The lights shot straight into the sky in the dark. This light was like a signal. The high beam lights were also turned on, and the dark square was suddenly brightly lit.

Qiao Fei covered his eyes with his hands, and after he got used to it, he looked towards the field. The green asphalt field looked extraordinarily dark at night, and there was a black man standing in the center of the field.The black man was holding a microphone and was wearing a baggy basketball jersey with a headband on his head.This guy dances and still feels dynamic without the music.

"Who is our challenger today? You will never know!"

Before the words were finished, there were boos, whistles, and shouts.

"Before I have an answer, someone is already showing off his stunt, look... us, the never-ending spinning boy."

Sure enough, a fair-skinned man with curly hair rushed to pick it up. What this kid showed off was his skillful turning around and bringing the ball super low from time to time, and then added a spin at the most appropriate time. The ball spun flexibly between his fingers Jumping, this kid's feet are not idle, stepping on the unique rhythm of RAP.

Some people in the crowd started to cheer, and there were also jeers with obscenities. The spinning boy was unmoved at all, and smashed the ball hard on the ground. The high-speed spinning made the ball fly in the opposite direction, and the spinning boy jumped high. After catching the basketball in the air, the body rotates 360° in the air, and the ball is still thrown out with the back facing the basket. The ball hits the backboard and enters the basket.

Qiao Fei was dumbfounded watching in the car, the basketball in Rock Park is really extraordinary.

However, this kind of stunt, which Qiao Fei has been fascinated by, cannot be recognized by all the audience. What they want to see is not a performance, they just want to know, who is today's defender? "

They began to get restless. The black host seemed to be very patient, just quietly watching the audience's reaction. When the growls and screams reached a climax, he suddenly raised his hand, which seemed to be pulled down in the void. When the sound was switched on, the whole square suddenly became quiet.

"Let us welcome today's warrior, he is a street~tou~gentleman~ who can walk in the air"

The host used the accent unique to the United States, with a low voice and as long as possible.This time, instead of cheering, the audience looked at each other, expecting to know from each other's eyes who was the street gentleman.

"It's your turn!" Els said suddenly.

Qiao Fei nodded, and took a deep breath to calm the deadly tension in his heart. He opened the car door, and two beauties had already walked over. They stood side by side with Qiao Fei on the left and the right. Puzzled, the two beauties worked together tacitly and tore off the felt strip from Qiao Fei's shirt.As soon as the felt strips came down, the neat clothes began to loosen, and there were scattered flowers under the armpits, which looked like they were directly torn, but they were the result of careful design by the designer.

Qiao Fei took off his shoes knowingly, and rolled up his trousers.I've never heard anyone play in a shirt, it's such a unique outfit.This is something that is forbidden in official competitions, but it is full of personality in this informal competition.

"The defender is a Chinese. Should you be angry? Come on! Boys, let me see your anger. Who is it? Who is the first challenger?"

Qiao Fei didn't know the rules of the ring at all, he wanted to ask the host, but the host didn't seem to be able to talk to him.Qiao Fei reached out to touch the cards in his pocket, only then remembered that he didn't bring the cards with him when he changed clothes.

He obviously remembered that he hadn't shown the card in front of Els, but the touch of his hand told him that the card was still miraculously in his jacket pocket.Qiao Fei laughed, as long as there are cards, he doesn't care what the rules are.

"Let's see, who is the first challenger today?"

"let me……"

A black-skinned man with a bear tattoo on his arm is 2 meters tall.He is one of the strongest defenders and is known as a brutal gladiator.

Qiao Fei looked at the tall black man in front of him. This black man gave him enough pressure to make his blood boil.

　Such Braille, don’t talk nonsense asking for tickets, readers who see this book, you can raise it first, hehe!
　　
　
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