king of los angeles

Chapter 63 63. Passion on the Old Ford

"Lock Park? It seems that you have some ideas. There should be no one around so late."

Evelyn started the car, and the old Ford cooed, feeling like it was falling apart at any moment.

"You don't understand the spirit of Rock Park. Those guys will stay there forever as long as the government doesn't enforce it."

As Lin Feng spoke, he held on to the handrail beside him tightly, for fear that he would be ejected.

Those street heroes have never been afraid of the pros, and they are happy to compete with the pros on the court.

Imagine a multimillionaire against a car wash?The picture must be wonderful.

Soon, the old Ford drove into the park, and hip-hop music could be heard far away.If it catches up with the game day, this place will be hundreds of times more lively.

40 years ago, it was a huge garbage dump that stinks to the sky.Mr. Holcoby Locke transformed it into a cultural sanctuary, and since then New York has had a street basket totem.

Hot hip-hop, restless guys, unknown people from all walks of life and thousands of spectators, this is the normal state of the game day.

But there were not many people tonight, it was just a small scene of a dozen people fighting together.

"Gary, your injury hasn't fully recovered, I don't suggest you go down and play with them."

After parking the car outside the court, Evelyn looked at him and said.

Of course, Lin Feng would not let his temper go too much, he just thought about the place where he used to be so powerful.

Lin Feng pointed to the southern hemisphere and said, "Did you see that over there? I once played against Larry Williams there."

"Larry? You mean the top streetball player nicknamed the Bone Collector?"

Evelyn turned sideways and looked at him in disbelief.

Lin Feng smiled, and was a little embarrassed to say it, because this was the glorious moment that belonged to Gary Smith, but now it exists in Lin Feng's memory, and he can recall the sense of strength that "myself" dunked the ball into the basket that day.

"You played with him? Why didn't you tell me?" Evelyn asked.

Lin Feng rolled the seat to a half-flat position to make it more comfortable. The car was too narrow for him.

"Beating a 37-year-old man is probably not something to show off. If he is only 20 years old, then I will tweet after winning."

Back in March 2015, Gary Smith was just a kid about to graduate from high school.

A few days ago, he passed the admission application of Syracuse University, and he can formally enroll in May.

One day, carrying a pair of basketball shoes, he came to Rock Park, the sanctuary of streetball.Those who play in it are a bunch of teenagers. Gary is only 16 years old, and no one takes him seriously.

When Gary tried to step on the court to try the surface, someone even told him to stand back so that the basketball didn't hit him.

"Bone Collector" Larry Williams is playing with a group of masters. His one-on-one ability is so outstanding that no one can prevent his breakthrough.

Behind Williams, there will always be one figure after another being shaken. He is the god of basketball here.

"BC is a legend at Rock Park. This kind of thing that became a superstar in Rock's first appearance has never happened, but he did it and killed Stephon Marbury and Larry Hughes."

BC is short for Bone Collector, and people like to call him that.

Lin Feng told Evelyn about the past in the car. In the past, Gary Smith was taciturn and rarely shared stories on the court with his family.

Evelyn listened with interest, she half leaned on the seat like a kitten.

Perhaps at this moment, Evelyn realized the charm of her younger brother, and she thought that her eccentric brother had matured.

A 16-year-old Gary Smith ran up to BC at halftime and told him loudly that he could beat him.

Everyone present at that time laughed, thinking that this was just a heroic man with basketball dreams.

Someone stepped forward and stroked the head of little Gary, and told him word by word, "This is where the adults play, and the children are going to the next field."

Even BC himself thinks Gary is just a skinny kid.

But Gary Jr. did not give up. He was determined to fight BC one-on-one. At this time, there were only 3 minutes left in the second half of BC.

"I guess BC must have accepted your challenge, and the result surprised everyone." Evelyn said with a smile.

Lin Feng nodded, "Of course, BC is a guy who really loves basketball, and he doesn't want to disappoint the kids who also love basketball."

"I was very impressed. BC touched my head and asked your name."

When talking about this passage, Lin Feng kept looking at the court, which helped the memory to integrate into his consciousness.

"What's your name?" BC got up and asked.

Little Gary looked very serious, "Gary Smith."

"Very well Gary, what dream do you have? About basketball?" BC asked again.

"King of New York!"

Lin Feng in the car almost jumped up, very emotional, this memory made him proud of himself.

"Evelyn, you know what? I told BC at the time that I was going to be the king of New York! Can you imagine the ambition of a 16-year-old boy?"

Evelyn frowned, she felt a headache from Gary's way of destroying the atmosphere, and the warm atmosphere created in the carriage was completely broken by this voice.

Lin Feng's howl startled the boys on the field. They looked at the old Ford not far away in surprise, thinking that the two people inside might be in a car shock.

Lin Feng noticed this, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"Evelyn, don't they think we are?"

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Evelyn interrupted him, "Continue your basketball dream, you are still my good brother."

Lin Feng spread his hands, "Okay, I told BC that I want to be the king of New York and make a name for myself in the Madison Arena. Of course BC wouldn't take it seriously, and smiled and thought I was very ambitious."

"King of New York? I like the look in your eyes, full of drive."

After BC finished speaking, he walked to the three-point line in the southern half. He planned to let Gary Jr. attack first to see what the kid could do.

The audience who had nothing to do on the sidelines returned to the sidelines, thinking that there was some important event, only to find that the person standing opposite BC was a thin and thin boy.

Although the height seems to be 180 cm, but after all, it is too thin to withstand any collision.

BC signaled to the DJ station to play some music, to show some respect to the brave little boy.

"Come on Gary, let me see what the King of New York can do."

BC squatted down and tapped the ground with both hands.At this time, he was 37 and still ruled Rock Park, and no one could take advantage of him.

The audience looked at the venue with great interest, a little boy?

Some people questioned why BC accepted such an invitation.

"Dude, please don't hurt him!"

"Enough! Junior high school students have fragile ankles!"

"Hahaha, let's see what you're going to do."

Little Gary, who held the basketball in his arms, began to dribble, his eyes showing a cold light.

At a certain moment, BC, who was originally smiling, suddenly restrained his expression, and he felt that something might happen in this challenge.

(End of this chapter)