Gradually, there were more and more people in front, and the car could no longer drive in. Wen Hao shook his head and said, "It seems we can only get out of the car and walk."
"Isn't this nonsense? There are so many people, how can we drive over them?" Jones chuckled and opened the door.
Hung couldn't afford it and said with a grimace: "I said, why not just call that friend of mine. He is familiar here and everyone has to give him face. If we go on rashly like this, it will be really dangerous."
Jones patted Hun Feng's shoulder and said: "Don't worry, we are here. Taking a step back, even if there is any danger, it is aimed at us. For a scout with no future like you, they have no idea at all."
I have nothing to say to you. Sorry, I said it a bit bluntly, but that’s the truth.”
While talking, Wen Hao had already got out of the car.
As soon as he closed the car door, he immediately felt a very strange feeling. When he looked around, he found that there were already more than a dozen pairs of malicious eyes staring at him. The deep-set eye sockets of those black people made Wen Hao extremely uncomfortable.
, as if they would rush up at any time.
Jones closed the car door and stood next to Wen Hao. He looked around and said, "It seems the legend is true. The people here are really hard to mess with."
"I told you before, but you didn't listen." He couldn't stand it and got out of the car door on the other side.
After they got off the bus, the taxi driver suddenly turned around and drove away.
Jones looked at the smoke and dust rising behind the taxi in astonishment and said, "It's not that exaggerated."
While he was speaking, Wen Hao was already walking towards Locke Park. Along the way, his face showed no expression, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
Several young people on the roadside were ready to come over, but when they saw Wen Hao's eyes, they couldn't help but trembled in their hearts, and retracted their raised feet.
Jones looked at his Nike sneakers, then at the young men with malicious intentions, and followed Wen Hao, looking fearless.
The one at the back who couldn't stand it hurriedly followed the two of them, thinking of getting water from fifteen buckets, seven on top and eight on the bottom. They were afraid that the young people would come up on impulse and beat the three of them violently, and they didn't know why yet. In this place
People often attack each other without asking why.
However, after walking for a few minutes, no one came up to disturb them, which made Hunbu a little strange.
But it would be best if no one disturbed him. He followed Wen Hao and Jones and walked quickly towards Rucker Park.
Finally, five minutes later, the three of them saw an overpass from a distance. The overpass was already crowded with people. Under the bridge, there was a sea of people, surrounding Rucker Park. Hip-hop music could be heard from a distance.
, the surrounding audience were twisting their bodies to the music.
The league in Rucker Park is between June and July, and it is winter now. There should not be many spectators. However, Nike cannot resist the deliberate promotion, saying that the crusher Anderson will play here today. Many spectators are attracted by it.
Come on, many fans even arrived last night.
The closer you get to the stadium, the stronger the street culture atmosphere you can feel.
Colorful graffiti can be seen everywhere on the walls, and the green sign of Rucker Park can be clearly seen. Dozens of cars of various colors have been parked around the stadium, and the hoods of these vehicles are already full of people.
Countless heads were also sticking out from the windows of the surrounding high-rise buildings.
This is the culture of Rucker Park, the culture that all street basketball fans are obsessed with.
Wen Hao was the first to arrive among the fans. He saw that around the stadium, the inner and outer three floors were already crowded with people. There was an obvious entrance, and people separated from both sides, leaving a narrow passage. Wen Hao
Just squeeze in through this passage.
Just as they were about to enter the stadium, a strong man over two meters tall who had been guarding the entrance suddenly stretched out his thick arm and stopped Wen Hao and others. His malicious eyes kept looking at Wen Hao.
Hao and Jones glanced at each other. After a moment, a voice as thick as his arm said: "Outlander? Very strange."
When I saw this, I was shocked.
There was a coldness in Jones' eyes. Although he was on someone else's territory at this time, Jones was not afraid at all.
Wen Hao smiled calmly and nodded to the strong man: "Yes, a foreigner."
When the strong man saw Wen Hao's smile, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. In the past, outsiders who came to Rock Park would be accompanied by locals, but today these three people barged in so recklessly. It was obvious that they were capable.
of.
Thinking of this, the strong man looked up at the place where the three people passed by just now, and saw that the people in those places were looking at this place with expressions of surprise and uncertainty. This made the strong man even more confused. How could he survive without the company of locals?
Next, they walked over without incident. It seemed that these three people were indeed extraordinary.
But as a local gangster in Locke Park, how could he allow others to run wild here? He forced himself to calm down and glared at Wen Hao: "What are you doing here?"
"Play ball." Wen Hao showed no sign of weakness and stared back at the strong man.
The strong man was already feeling guilty. Now that Wen Hao glared at him, he felt even more guilty, but he still managed to say: "So you are here to challenge?"
As soon as he said this, more than a dozen people around him immediately turned their heads and looked at Wen Hao and the others.
He couldn't afford to be looked at like this, and became even more frightened. His hand was already in his handbag, ready to pull out the friend's phone at any time. Jones, on the other hand, looked fearless. If the worst happened, he would have a fight, and he might even die.
?
Wen Hao ignored the others at all, and still stared directly at the strong man.
The strong man was a little embarrassed by Wen Hao's gaze, but this was his territory. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if he was defeated just like that?
So he still puffed out his chest and said: "Come here to challenge? What a joke, don't you know who the owner of this place is?"
"The crusher, Anderson." Wen Hao said lightly.
"Then you still dare to come?!" The strong man's voice suddenly became sharp.
"Anyone can be challenged, and anyone can be challenged. Even if he is Anderson." Wen Hao's voice was no longer calm, but also came out with a fierce momentum, making the strong man almost take a step back.
He has never seen such a sharp gaze in his life. Only those who have truly experienced the moment of life and death can have such a sharp gaze.
Under Wen Hao's gaze, he reluctantly replied: "It's okay to challenge, but if you fail, your end will be miserable."
"You don't have to worry about that," Jones rushed back.
When the strong man saw this, he turned his body to one side and moved away from the entrance.
Wen Hao passed by the strong man without squinting his eyes, exuding a fierce aura.
The strong man muttered to himself: It seems that this man really has some skills.
