Chapter 9: You're Awake

The design of the stadium will take into account the diffusion and convergence of sound, so as to ensure that the enthusiasm of the audience is amplified in the stadium and create a warm atmosphere on the court. Arthur's gunfire echoed through the hall, causing his ears to buzz a little, and his hands trembling. It was Arthur's first shot, punching a hole in the roof of Carlo's gymnasium.

The brawl quickly subsided, but the scene became more chaotic, and the game definitely couldn't go on, and everyone scattered and fled. Only Artest was still standing in the middle of the field, he looked at Arthur, and for a moment he didn't know what to do, he was worried that Arthur would shoot himself.

It's not impossible, in Brooklyn, people are shot every day, anywhere, for any reason.

Included on the basketball court.

Artest even wondered if there was a gang behind the game. Their outstanding performance made them lose money. So the gang guys want to shoot themselves out? Artest felt his hands and feet froze, and watched as the man walked towards him with a gun, and his teammates yelled at him, "Run, Ron", but he couldn't move.

The man had a bloody streak on his face, wet all over, curly black hair against his forehead, and an Italian face, but his nose was not so high and his eyes were not as deep. He walked all the way, leaving footprints on the floor of the pitch with his dirty and wet shoes, and came to the front and raised his gun...

He put the gun in his arms... Oh my God, Artest felt like his heart was going to jump out, and he breathed a sigh of relief, this guy wasn't here to kill me. For 15-year-old Artest, he is not afraid of fights and brawls, but guns and death, to be honest, no one will not be afraid. What's more, this man has a terrifying aura on his body, he walked over slowly, and Artest didn't dare to move a single step.

Artest would have been shocked if he knew what was going on in this man's mind.

Arthur walked slowly because his ears were a little confused, and the ears are the balance organ of man. He walked up to Atai and thought, this kid won't beat me, will he? Just like he played fans ten years later, this guy has mania.

Fortunately, the two did not clash, Artest swallowed his saliva and said, "I won't fight anymore." ”

Arthur smiled, he plucked out his ears, and the two of them happened to be standing near the technical desk, Arthur reached out and ripped off a page of the scoreboard from the technical table, picked up a marker, wrote a phone number and his name on it, and then handed it to Artest, saying, "If you have any trouble, call me." ”

Artest took the plastic scoreboard marked "0" and looked at the numbers on it, all with question marks in his heart. The man appeared at the arena like a gust of wind, fired a shot into the air to quell the chaos, left a phone number, and left the arena with a girl, before the police arrived. Artest felt like he was dreaming, and until many years later, he would still dream of the sound of a gunshot in his dreams, which he thought was the one that changed his fate, but he didn't know it at the time.

Ten minutes later, the police arrived at the stadium, learned about the situation, and restored order to the school and the stadium. Artest is called in for questioning by the police, who show them the phone number Arthur gave him, and the police call.

"Hello, this is Luciano's restaurant, do you need anything you need? We have coffee, beer, pizza and sausages for delivery within a range of five kilometers, please leave your address, phone number and name. ”

The police looked at each other, this TM is a takeaway call from a restaurant?

"Why did he give you this call?"

"I... I don't know, he might have delivered food. Artest was also a little confused, why did this person give himself a restaurant order number? In fact, the reason is very simple, because Arthur does not have a phone at home, he can't afford to pay the phone bill, and usually uses the order phone of Luciano's restaurant, so naturally he only has the number of the order phone.

The policeman shook his head, what is it, although someone fired, there were no casualties, and it was not a big deal for Brooklyn. The police don't have time to do much, and if they were in China, illegal possession of firearms would be investigated to the end, and in the United States it was just an ordinary policing incident.

In the end, Artest and his teammates packed up and left Carlo High School on the bus, the game was inconclusive and there would be no replays, and the only thing Altai got was the 0-point scoreboard he put in his backpack and wrote a restaurant phone number.

……

Arthur left school with Gina, Gina did not change back into her usual clothes, she wore cheerleading tights, short skirts, and a bright yellow headband on her head, and her thick, girly hair was tucked behind her forehead, and her full and smooth forehead was like pebbles in a river.

She got into Russell's Camry with her arms around Arthur, wrapping around Arthur like an octopus, bulging around Arthur's arm, making Arthur flustered. The worship of the girl is simple and childish, a man fishes her out in the chaos, takes her in his arms and shoots it, scaring everyone, she feels cool, this is the man she wants.

"Don't hug Gina so tightly... I'm all wet. Arthur's body was wet, and Gina's tights were also wet, and the color of his skin was revealed, a healthy and delicate wheat color. Gina didn't care about that, she giggled and hugged her tighter. Arthur smiled bitterly and could only shake his head, thinking that the little girl was childish.

But Arthur himself is a little excited, this feeling of shooting is really good, no wonder it is so difficult for Americans to ban guns, it is TM quite exciting.

"Arthur, what did you just give that kid? On the scoreboard, what is written? Gina asked, leaning over her face.

Arthur scratched his head, thinking about how to answer Gina's question, he couldn't say that he knew this was the future NBA star, I had to get in touch with him. On the way to Brooklyn, Arthur was not only thinking about killing Tony, but also thinking about how to survive and grow in the future, whether he would be a cook for the rest of his life?

1994 was not a very early crossing point, and it was not in China but in the United States, and he did not know much about the history of American industry. Because he used to engage in finance and sell silver, he knew that the financial securities industry would make money quickly, but it was not so simple to enter this industry in the United States, the stronghold of capitalism, and he needed to accumulate.

The Luciano family's estate would be a primordial capital, but there were too many gray and black things, and Arthur didn't want to get too involved, he wanted to have a clean economic source. The moment I happened to meet Artest in the gym, an idea was born in my mind, and it would be a good place to start with these future NBA stars who have not yet become famous.

Yu Peng was a basketball fan in his previous life, and he knew a lot about the history of the NBA and the gossip of the players. For example, he knows that Artest and Odom, Alstom, Brand and others are good friends, and if they can be brought together, they will enter the NBA in the future, and the agent fees they will endure are a considerable amount.

Moreover, the sports industry in the United States is well developed, and it is inextricably linked with the top leaders of the entertainment, politics, and business circles. Arthur had a lot on his mind, so he pulled out his pistol and fired the shot, which was like a starting gun on the starting line, and when it was fired, he was about to start running.

But why stand at this starting line? Arthur didn't figure it out.

"Arthur? Arthur? Seeing that Arthur didn't answer, Gina leaned closer, and exhaled on Arthur's ear, tickling him.

She also gently touched the scar on Arthur's face with her hand, she didn't ask how the scar came about, she firmly believed that it was normal for a man to have a scar, she only asked him if it hurt.

Arthur actually blushed, Gina giggled, in fact, she didn't want to know why Arthur left a phone call for a black boy, she just wanted to tease him, she liked him so much at the moment.

"Don't mess with Gina, I know that kid, Artest, let him contact me when he's free, that's all." Arthur is really embarrassed to be teased by a little girl, and he can only blame himself for too many things in his heart. There is also Russell driving in front, he doesn't say a word as if he doesn't exist, but he still feels awkward.

Russell seemed to feel Arthur's embarrassment, he turned on the car stereo, and the gothic tune of the band "Wash Your Face with Tears" came out, which swept away the ambiguous atmosphere in the car, and the smile on Gina's face gradually froze, at this time she began to feel a little cold, and it was really uncomfortable to soak her clothes with water.

Arthur didn't go to work in the restaurant anymore, and Russell delivered Arthur to his doorstep, and it was already getting dark.

The two agreed to meet tomorrow morning at the Luciano restaurant to discuss the assassination of Abramo, which was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. According to the intelligence, the day after tomorrow is the day when Abramo is going to see his lover.

Arthur and Gina went upstairs together, and Gina seemed to be glued to Arthur, holding his arm tightly. After arriving home, Arthur went to take a bath first, Gina yelled to wash with him, Arthur quickly refused, he just wanted to take a bath.

"Arthur, don't you like me anymore? You're always avoiding me. Gina couldn't hide her emotions and asked with a look in her melancholy eyes.

"Oh no, no, no, I... I have very important things to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I have some things on my mind. I'll cook for you when I'm done, okay? Arthur carefully coaxed Gina, who had never been treated like this, biting her lip and nodding, she went to the room to change her clothes.

For a love veteran like Arthur, coaxing a 17-year-old girl is just a little tired.

After a hot shower, Arthur really went to the kitchen to make dinner. Although Arthur was a cook, his cooking skills were quite bad, and he was just a handyman. Now Arthur, as one of the three good men of the new century, is very good at cooking, frying steaks, cooking some pasta, and having pizza in the refrigerator that came back from the restaurant the day before yesterday, and pouring two glasses of sherry.

Gina eats happily, and Arthur used to run out at night to fool around, drinking, and gambling. Today's Arthur seems to have a new look, and for Gina, who lacks the warmth of family, this feeling is like a person who has experienced the cold wind has entered a sheltered shed and drank a bowl of hot broth, which is so comfortable that people want to lie down in the bed and sleep to death.

After eating, Arthur put his arm around Gina and watched TV on the couch, ESPN TV, there is a live broadcast of NBA games tonight.

On March 25, 1994, the New York Knicks faced the Indiana Pacers on the road, and the old enemies had a lot of stories in the 90s. But to be honest, the basketball scene in the 90s was really ugly, and it happened that the opponents were Eastern defensive teams like the Knicks and Pacers, and the game was ugly.

The first quarter was tied at 22-14, with the Knicks leading on the road and the Pacers scoring a measly 14 points.

Although Gina is a cheerleader, she doesn't have much interest in basketball and soon falls asleep in Arthur's arms.

And Arthur was quite bored watching this defensive battle, and to be honest, he had experienced a lot of things in one day, his head was dizzy, and his eyelids began to droop.

The game was still playing on the TV, and Dick Stockton's familiar commentary was all the more intimate.

"Patrick Ewing got the rebound, the New York Knicks had a chance to counter, Harper pushed through the half, but didn't launch a counterattack, they held on...... Pedestrian...... Dale Davis ...... Arthur... Arthur... Arthur..."

Arthur had closed his eyes and was listening only to the commentary on the TV, but he seemed to hear someone shouting his name.

Who is it? Who's calling my name?

This voice is so familiar, so familiar.

Arthur suddenly opened his eyes, and he could tell whose voice was Dick Stockton's voice at this time!

He saw that on the TV, Dick Stockton was sitting in front of the commentary box, facing the camera, and said, "Arthur, you're awake, Arthur." ”