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Chapter 74 Baron Davis, a story of this name ([-])
Lan Shengli just asked about Byron's name, but unexpectedly, a plot even more incredible than a Hollywood movie was involved.

Byron's parents helped the police catch the drug traffickers, but they did not expect to be "betrayed" by the police, and then sacrificed their lives in order to protect the newborn baby Byron.

Little Byron's uncle brought little Byron to Berkeley and started his childhood life.

But listening to Byron's "hate words" towards his uncle, it seems that there are still many stories.

"Hey, I heard neighbors report that there is a baby crying in your house, and it has been reported many times, young man, what is going on~!!"

Perhaps it was because little Byron was crying too loudly and was noticed by neighbors, so he told the landlord, and the landlord called his uncle to inquire.

"Baby crying~!? This~~This is impossible~~, this must be a misunderstanding, I am a bachelor, how could I have a baby with me, it is impossible, I must have heard it wrong, maybe it belongs to someone else, You know this house, the sound insulation is not very good~!!"

Uncle immediately explained.

The landlord never asked again.

"No, you will be found out sooner or later if you live here, you have to change the house~!"

Looking at the sleeping little Byron, the uncle thought to himself.

Soon, the uncle hid the little Byron again without anyone noticing, and moved out of the residential building. This time, the uncle took the little Byron and lived in a small house similar to a basement. , this house is cheaper and more secluded.

Year after year, little Byron gradually grew up and began to learn to crawl and walk, and corresponding dangers followed. In order to ensure the safety of little Byron when no one was at home, his uncle specially made a The big iron cage works during the day, and little Byron is locked in the cage like a small animal, with food on the side, and is released when he comes back at night.

No matter how much little Byron cries, no one will hear it.

And my uncle is already very busy at work every day, so he basically doesn't chat with little Byron when he goes home.

Over time, little Byron became very timid and withdrawn, and he didn't even know how to speak.

Once again, little Byron tried to run out of the basement while his uncle was cooking, but was caught and caught by his uncle.

"Are you looking for death~!!Ah~!? You want to die and I don't want to die~!! It's because of you that you killed my sister, and now you still want to kill me~!? Ah~!?"

Uncle yelled at little Byron with the words he had complained and resented for a long time.

Little Byron curled up into a ball and returned to the iron cage he was most familiar with, crying secretly.

In this way, little Byron spent all his childhood in that basement, in that dark environment. To put it bluntly, his uncle was imprisoning little Byron.

Little Byron has never seen the outside world, he doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know whether this uncle is harming him or saving him.

Although my uncle would occasionally teach little Byron some knowledge, it was obvious that in this environment, little Byron's psychological growth was completely abnormal~~
"Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, do you understand~!?"

What's more, when someone came to the basement, the uncle would stuff little Byron into an iron cage and throw him in the abandoned warehouse.

"My God, I can't imagine it, your uncle is too extreme~~"

Lan Shengli sighed when he heard this.

In a flash, it was more than ten years.

Until that day, a sudden visitor changed everything and Byron's life.

"Brother, run away, I heard that the police seem to have clues, you can't hide here for long~!!"

It was uncle's colleague who came to the basement.

And the reason why this colleague would say that is because my uncle is not doing any serious work at all, but is helping an underground gun dealer to help illegally sell guns.

"What are you afraid of? We have guns, so let's fight them~!"

Uncle's tone was very tough.

And little Byron in the iron cage curled up, trembling, tears streaming down his face.

"Police, you are surrounded, come out and surrender~!!!"

Sure enough, the words of my uncle and colleague came true. With the deafening sound of sirens, the police really came.

"Don't make any noise, uncle will be back in a while, it's fine~!"

The uncle took the gun, comforted the little Byron who was locked in the iron cage, said, and left with the gun.

"Ah~!!! I'm fighting with you~!"

Uncle resorted to the gesture of breaking the boat, but it was already the end of his battle.

"Boom~!!"

"Boom~!!"

"Boom~!!"

The police did not hesitate, and a few shots were fired, just like the few shots more than ten years ago, Byron lost his last relative.

"woooooooo~~~"

Little Byron would cry when he was afraid. Over the past ten years, he did not know how many tears he had shed, nor did he know if there were any more tears, but this time he was finally "reborn".

"People inside, come out, come out~!!"

The police were quickly attracted by Byron's cries. Several policemen pointed their guns at the warehouse and said.

"Don't move~!!!"

A police officer cautiously opened the barn door and quickly aimed his gun inside.

When Byron, who was locked in a cage, appeared in front of the police officers, everyone was dumbfounded. They put down their guns and looked at Byron's eyes, which were particularly conspicuous in the dark. They were a kind of "primitive" eyes, a look of fear, a look of confusion, and because the interior environment of the barn is very dark, and Byron's complexion is also very dark, if it wasn't for the police with flashlights to illuminate him, he would look like a prisoner locked in a cage. Just shocked like a little monkey baby~~
"Sir~!!, hurry up, there is a situation~!!"

Under the call of his subordinates, the sheriff came over.

"God, there is such a place in Berkeley~~"

The officer looked at the scene in front of him, took off his hat with a look of disbelief, said, and squatted down.

"Son, what's your name~!?"

Byron didn't respond, and retreated to the side of the cage. Byron was wary of everyone in front of him. In other words, since he was born and could remember, he had never seen anyone other than his uncle, let alone this white sheriff.

Perhaps in Byron's eyes, this sheriff was a monster.

"Open the cage~!!"

The sheriff gave orders.

"Sir, there is a lock~"

"Are you going to let me unlock it~!?"

The sheriff questioned again.

"We won't hurt you, we are good to protect you~!! Child~!!"

After picking the lock, the sheriff looked at Byron and continued.

"Tell me, what's your name~!?"

the sheriff asked again.

Byron trembled, rolled his eyes, and from the corner of his eye saw the poster of Baron Davis, who was selected by the New Orleans Hornets with the third overall pick in the first round, on the wall outside the warehouse.

"Byron Davis~~"

(End of this chapter)