"hey-hey!"

There was no gun at all, so the person opposite who had just been cursing at him immediately became intimidated. He raised his hands and spread his fingers to Tony, indicating that he had no intention of attacking, and shouted: "Calm down, calm down!"

Only the guy who caused the trouble was still holding his neck in dissatisfaction. He kept taking deep breaths, staring at Tony while confronting Tony, and frequently took aim at the gun.

"Come if you're brave enough, nger."

Tony raised his neck and bared his teeth at the opponent, and deliberately pushed his fat belly forward. The gun was loose on his waist, and it was closer to the opponent's hand.

All the golfers in the field noticed something was wrong here. The sound of batting stopped and silence suddenly came. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. In these seven seconds, time seemed to have frozen.

"Forget it, forget it."

The two who had just given up the courage realized the danger, and hurriedly pulled their companion's shoulders back, "Let's go, let's go." He was stubborn for a while, and finally let out a breath, half pushed and half dragged back.

"Sissy, get out of here! Don't let me see you here again!"

At this time, little Lori stepped out from behind Tony to say something, and at the same time reached out and gave the old man a hard squeeze on the head.

The old man was so angry that the veins on his forehead were twitching and his eyes were blood red. He looked like a wild beast ready to devour a living person at any time. His companions dragged him alive and managed to get him away from everyone's sight.

"Fortunately there was no accident..."

Song Ya let out a long sigh. The scene just now was so tense. He couldn't imagine what would happen if that guy really dared to pull the gun from Tony's waist. "America is so exciting." He secretly complained.

Tony coolly put down his clothes to block the gun, and shouted to the people who were still watching the fun: "It's okay! OK?"

The sound of hitting the ball sounded again, and Little Lowry smiled at AK: "Have you recovered your physical strength? OK, let's continue."

After receiving AK's affirmative reply, he shouted to the others: "The division remains the same?"

"No change, Alex..." Tony motioned to Song Ya.

"Still fighting? What if they find someone to come back for revenge?" Song Ya was shocked, but she still stayed to play. How serious is this!?

"Shut your mouth." Tony walked closer and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"Okay." Song Ya had no choice but to go to the top of the arc to get into position and face off against Lowry again.

There were a lot fewer people playing in the court than before. Song Ya noticed that there were still a few people packing their things and getting ready to leave. "They must all smell the danger, right?" He felt that he was a little nervous now, and suddenly appeared at the corner of the court.

A few figures, or the faint sound of police sirens coming from the street in the distance, can make his heartstrings tighten.

"Huh? That's not right..."

He suddenly realized that something was wrong with Lowry. His breakthroughs were gone, his tricks were gone, and his dribbling was stumbling.

No, something is wrong with everyone.

Although they all pretended to be indifferent, everyone spoke less and their movements became stiffer. The 'muffler', who was the least able to hide his emotions, was like himself, and his eyes couldn't help but peek outside the barbed wire fence.

Song Ya turned around in her heart and grinned happily as she wanted to understand. Although the black brothers' "good face" aspect is not the same as that of the Chinese, there is something cute about it if you look closely at it.

I insisted on staying on the court for an extra four or fifty minutes, and then, "Didi, Didi...", a burst of electronic ringtones with a sense of age suddenly sounded under the basketball hoop.

"Feel sorry."

AK walked over and found a pager from the pile of clothes. After reading the message, he shouted to little Lori: "The boss seems to have something urgent!"

"Okay." Little Lowry threw the ball to Song Ya and said to Tony: "It seems that we can only stop here today. Let's continue next time."

"Okay." Tony hugged him and hammered the other person's vest with his fist, "You know how to find me, I'll be here when I call."

"Well, thank you for today." Little Lori, 'Muffler' and Song Ya also gave them a big hug.

"Your business is our business." Tony said.

Little Lori solemnly hammered her heart.

Everyone left separately.

When the 'muffler' started the car and Tony stuffed the pistol under the seat, Song Ya's heart finally settled.

"What's the matter with you!? Everything has happened, and you still stand there and watch the fun!"

Tony turned around and scolded: "If a similar situation happens in the future, you have to rush up immediately and act in concert with us, you know? Otherwise, you will be isolated in the future."

Isolation means isolation. Song Ya never intended to be brothers with them when he traveled through time. "Why?" he asked, "Why use a gun for such a small thing? Why take such a big risk? Is it worth it?"

Neither Tony nor 'Muffler' answered. After a while, 'Muffler' uttered a long sentence, "No scholarship, no college."

"We don't join gangs or take drugs, and we have played football for so many years. Why?" Tony said: "It's not just to be selected by the university and get a scholarship to leave this damn place! Do you think we are willing to be here like we just did?

Are you brave enough to fight with people on the street?"

"What happened in the end? No college team wanted us, not even community colleges."

"If we don't go to college, what can we do after graduation? Work the night shift at K? Or clean toilets in a commercial street?"

"No, little Lori is our best opportunity, we must seize it this time!"

"When his album is officially released, he will be in need of many, many helpers. He will bring us with him. He promised." A trace of longing appeared in Tony's eyes. "I have known him since we were young. He has become rich and will bring us with him."

There’s nothing wrong with eating spicy food and drinking spicy food…”

Song Ya was a little confused when she heard this, "You said so much, did Little Lori promise to provide you with a specific position?"

"Why the hell do I have such a stupid brother!"

Tony scolded: "Have you really passed the A+ exam? Little Lori and I are Buddy! We take care of things together and spend money together..."

"WTF! Are you stupid or am I stupid!?"

Song Ya was shocked, why should others spend money with you?

Well, it turned out that Song Ya was really stupid. After Tony's explanation, he finally understood.

It turns out that the black community does have a 'tradition' in this regard. Since entertainment and sports stars are the fastest way for black people to jump into class in ghettos, singers and football stars become rich overnight. They have the responsibility to drag their relatives who have suffered together with them.

Brothers, like chickens and dogs, are going to heaven. The so-called spending money together is a bit exaggerated, but if little Lori really becomes famous and is willing to bring Tony and 'Muffler' with her, their lives will indeed change qualitatively.

Of course, you don’t just sit there and do nothing. You have to guest-star as a bodyguard, help order takeaways, play video games together, act as wingmen, and fight like today to keep the scene going. Eh? Let’s think about it this way.

There is quite a lot of life.

"Let me touch it, let me touch it."

Song Yana's Chinese thinking slowly changed, "In other words, if little Lori becomes popular, the job he can provide you two is... a follower?"

"It's brother, Buddy." Tony corrected.

"To put it nicely, we are brothers, but to put it worst, aren't we just Ma Zai, follower, and helper?" Song Ya secretly complained. "That's right."

He thought of several possibilities, "What if little Lori fails to become popular? What if he feels that your act of showing loyalty today is too impulsive and is afraid to take you with him? He wants to listen to the music boss, right? What if he

Why doesn’t your boss agree with him taking you with him?”

"Well……"

Tony and 'Muffler' looked at each other, "If that's the case..." Tony murmured, "Then the only way we have left is to join the gang." The expressions of the two of them darkened.
Chapter completed!