The blood on his mouth had been wiped dry, except that his lips were visibly swollen and some sausage mouths. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zheng Zhefan grinned and did not respond.

This black buddy obviously wants to find some grounds, and Zheng Zhefan will not cooperate with him.

"Chinese boy, if you hadn't come to the United States, I don't think you would have been able to ride in such a luxury car in your life, do you know how much it is worth? A brand-new Mercedes-Benz G65 is worth more than $200,000! As far as I know, this car is priced at more than 2 million yuan in your country!" George Smith said, turning his head to look at Zheng Zhefan.

This thing is obviously a little better, the scar forgot the pain.

No, the scar is not healed, and it is too much to go.

Zheng Zhefan smiled and ignored him.

It's just a shallow black buddy, the more you pay attention to him, the more energetic he is estimated, Zheng Zhefan is too lazy to speak.

"Mr. Smith, Zheng is a hugely successful writer, and he's also a well-known painter, and his paintings have sold for up to $140 million, and if you buy a Mercedes-Benz G like yours, you can buy hundreds of cars. Isabella didn't hold back and said to George.

"Impossible! He is so young, how can his paintings be so valuable? Miss Brown, you beware of being deceived, I have heard that the Chinese are the most cunning, and they like to deceive people. George Smith said.

"Mr. Smith, this is your prejudice! I am a good friend of Zheng, I know him very well, let's take this time as an example, Zheng came to open an art exhibition, and it was Gagosian Gallery who opened an exhibition for him, and Gagosian paid a very high price to obtain the right to sell Zheng's works, forget it, I tell you maybe you don't understand, I just want to say another word to you, don't be so shallow, talk about it at every turn, that will make jokes." Isabella said.

"George, I have seen this Mr. Zheng Zhefan on the news in the past two days, and it is really as Isabella said, he is a successful famous painter, he is much richer than you, and you will be very hurt if you compare money with him. Anna Williams also said at this time.

George Smith listened, turned his head to look at Zheng Zhefan, and he also recognized that this Chinese boy had indeed appeared frequently on the news in the past two days.

There were even robbers who tried to kidnap him in order to get his paintings.

George Smith shut up in shame.

Paralyzed! I want to get back a little bit of ground! I didn't expect to be embarrassed again.

Rock Park is on 155th Street in the Harlem area, next to Frederick Douglas Avenue. George Smith drove fast and quickly came to the vicinity of Rock Park.

It's bustling with people.

A lot of young people in fancy clothes come and go. Many of them are famous tourists.

George Smith parked the car, raised his voice and shouted, "Get out of the car! The chicks and this Chinese brother! Welcome to Rock Park, this is the mecca of American streetball, this is also my turf, I am the king of this place! All the people who come here know me! They respect me and worship me as a god! In addition, I will also say that the managers of several NBA teams have called me, and they want to give me a big contract, a big contract with a salary of 10 million a year, man! That's 10 million dollars! I turned them all down! I'm a person who likes to be free, I treat money like dung! I'd rather play wild here than be tied down by the NBA! The NBA players don't play basketball at all, I despise them!"

This guy spoke like a rap, and he spoke at a rapid pace to sell and boast about himself.

Zheng Zhefan grinned, and said in his heart, this buddy's face is really not ordinarily thick.

Get out of the car.

George Smith turned to Isabella and said, "Wait and see, there will be a lot of guys greeting me in a while, calling me Emperor, yes, I'm the Emperor of Basketball, I'm the best guy in the country! No one is better than me! And streetball is the real game of basketball!"

"Huh!"

Zheng Zhefan gave him two words.

A few people walked towards the park.

Along the way, there were really a lot of black buddies or white young people who greeted George Smith.

And George encouraged the guys like a big brother.

"I say one, those people dare not say two, my words are like commands, and no one dares to disobey them. George Smith continued to boast.

At this moment, Zheng Zhefan suddenly saw a boy with an Asian face walking with a bag, and two young black men approached.

The two young black men put their arms around the Asian boy's neck and spoke to him as if they were good friends after a long absence.

Zheng Zhefan's eyes were so good, he saw that a young black man's hand reached into the bag of the Asian boy, took out his wallet, and quickly put it in his pocket.

It turned out to be two thieves!

Zheng Zhefan's pupils contracted.

"George, did you see that man stealing the wallet?" Zheng Zhefan patted George Smith on the shoulder and asked him to see what was going on over there.

"Oh, that's normal, man, it's not worth all the fuss!" said George Smith.

"Is it normal? I don't think that how can thieves run rampant in such a sacred streetball mecca as Rock Park? It's time for you to exert your influence, you go and get those two thieves to return the wallets they stole from others! If you can't do it, then don't talk about how great you are in the future!" Zheng Zhefan said with a smile to George Smith.

"Are you looking down on me?" George Smith glanced at Zheng Zhefan.

"That's right, if you can't do what I say, I just look down on you!" Zheng Zhefan said unceremoniously.

"Okay, then I'll clean up those two thieves!"

George Smith said, striding toward the two thieves.

"I said man, you seem to have done something wrong, you took this gentleman's wallet, please return it to this gentleman immediately!"

In a few steps, he caught up with the two thieves who were about to escape, and grabbed their necks with a single stretch of his hand.

The two young black men were taken aback by the surprise attack.

Without hesitation, both of them took out a dagger from their bodies and stabbed it at George Smith, scolding in their mouths: "Nyima!

The two knives came so fast that they stabbed George Smith in the body.

This startled George Smith, and he tried to hide, but it was too late.

"Ahh

He screamed, and his heart said, it's over, Lao Tzu may be going to hang up.

Zheng Zhefan saw this scene, he reached George Smith's side with an arrow, and then, with two random flicks of his fingers, he flicked the daggers in the hands of the two thieves to the ground.