―― Ride the Giants in the airport bus prepared by the league in Donald. Escorted by Trump's bodyguards to the Grand Hotel Pierre././ Along the way, Michael was afraid that the Buano family would be mad enough to cause a car accident or something like that. Jordan finally put his mind at ease.

Me and Lonnie. Baxter and the two of them carried their luggage into the room that had been booked, and as soon as they put their luggage in the closet, I took off my clothes and prepared to take a hot shower to wash away the smell of sweat brought by the hot summer.

"Jingle bell......" The door rang.

I was naked, and I looked out of the cat's eye, and I saw Doug. Collins stood outside alone.

"Doug, what's wrong?" I asked, opening the door.

"Are you getting ready for a shower?" Doug. Collins asked with a smile.

"Yes! What's the matter? I asked again.

"There's nothing to do, just to remind you, after taking a shower, rest early, if nothing else, the Buano family is likely to use some unconventional methods to create a little trouble for our rest, you have to be mentally prepared." Doug. Collins said lightly.

"Unconventional methods? Disturbing our rest? What do you mean? I asked again with a frown.

"Just now Mr. Trump has heard that the Buano family has organized a team of about 100 people coming here, carrying a lot of fireworks and large gongs and drums and other musical instruments, and Mr. Trump thinks they are likely to make a very big move downstairs in our house. This will affect our rest. "Doug. Collins replied.

"Huh?!" I was a little surprised. I didn't expect the Buano family to think of interfering with us in such a way.

"It's only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, but I still want to say goodnight to you!" Doug. Collins tapped me on the shoulder, then turned away and walked to the next room.

I closed the door and turned to Lonnie. Baxter conveys Doug. Collins has just come with the shocking news that Lonnie. Baxter looked incredulous, but he soon realized that this was very possible, and he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom before I did.

The men are taking a shower as fast as Lonnie and I. Baxter didn't waste too much time. By 4:30 p.m., the two of us were already in bed, trying to fall asleep. But 4 p.m. is really not an easy time to fall asleep, although Lonnie and I . Baxter pulled the curtains tight. Although the room was as dark as the evening, my body clock kept my brain very active.

"Kwame, do you think the Buano family will really set off fireworks and beat gongs and drums to disturb us this time?"

"Quite possibly! There seems to be such a scene in the novel! ”

"Hey! This gang of underworlds should let them go to the gallows......"

Unable to fall asleep, Lonnie and I. Baxter was chatting in bed, killing the time before sleep, waiting for me and Lonnie. Baxter slowly lost interest in gossip, and was about to fall asleep when a bright light flashed, followed by a thunderclap.

"Smack......

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The room, which was already a little dim and was originally blocked by curtains, became bright and bright in the thunder.

I sat down on the prodigy from the bed and walked to the window. Pull up the curtains, open the window, stick your head out the window, and look downstairs.

Hundreds of people were gathering there in a bustling manner, lighting a bonfire before the sun went down, dozens of big marching drums were placed in the center of the square, and in front of each drum there was a strong man beating the marching drum with his bare upper body, and the drumsticks hit the drum surface, and there were bursts of roars, and the air penetrated straight into my ears.

Lonnie. Baxter also stood by the window. Looking downstairs, he was also frightened by the formation downstairs.

This ...... "Lonnie. Baxter was muttering, but not a word came out of his mouth.

"Bang bang bang ......" There was a quick knock on the door.

Lonnie. Baxter hurried to open the door, Chauncey. Billups hurried in.

"Kwame! We seem to be in a bit of trouble! "Chauncey. Billups frowned.

"Hmm!" I grimaced and frowned. Nodding.

"If we do this all night, we won't have to be in good shape tomorrow! The Burano family is also a little too shady! "Follow Chauncy closely. Billups walked in with Richard. Hamilton said.

"Go to Michael's. Let's see if he has a good solution! "After a lot of spins in my brain, I put my hope in Michael. Jordan, hoping to find a suitable answer from him.

Michael. Jordan's room was at the top, the largest of all the rooms, but the largest room seemed so small today, and the room was already densely packed with Washingtonians.

"I hope you guys can give an explanation! Why is there such a loud noise, you have to know that they have interfered with our rest, have interfered, if you can't deal with it, I will call the police...... "Michael. Jordan yelled loudly into the phone, his roar filled with anger.

"Mr. Jordan, we are really sorry, we have tried our best to communicate with them, but their gathering is really approved by the police department, tomorrow is the last Monday of May, it is the legal Memorial Day, the party is attended by the relatives of those who died in the ongoing war against Iraq and the war against Vietnam that has long passed, they are very sad, they want to commemorate their relatives in this way, we have no right to persuade them to leave, Mr. Michael, we are really sorry." An apologetic voice came from the phone with the speakerphone button, but a hint of schadenfreude could be heard in the apologetic voice.

"But they affected our rest. has influenced our preparation for tomorrow's game...... "Michael. Jordan continued to roar.

"But they used their relatives to create a peaceful ......environment for us with their flesh and blood," the phone came from the voice of the underbeaten, and the underwhelming replied.

“fu*k！ I'm going to call ...... police." Jordan's face grimaced. Anger had filled his brain.

"I've got your back!" The answer came from the other end of the phone, but this time it was definitely not the same person who spoke, but another voice, and this voice was a little familiar.

"Jack? It's Jack. Buano? "Michael. Jordan was stunned for a moment, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's a real honor to be the famous Michael. Mr. Jordan is truly honored to be able to hear me! ”

"Did you do that?" Michael. Jordan's eyebrows were twisted.

"Even! No! Mr. Jordan, I'm a person of integrity, I'm as upright as Fred, and I never do anything bad. You have to know that there is such a commemoration every year in the city of East Lufuse, but this year they and I built a celebration here, ha......" There was a smug laugh on the other end of the phone.

"You bastard!" Michael. Jordan was furious.

"I feel like I've always been a good egg. That's what my mom said! Haha...... "The person on the other end of the phone was even more proud.

Michael. Jordan slammed the phone to the ground, and the smug smile on the phone came to an abrupt end. Jordan's Samsung phone, which he bought for $18oo, fell apart. It is clear that the small and delicate Samsung phone is not suitable for Michael, who is not very good-tempered. Jordan used, and the brand that suited him was only Nokia.

Michael. Jordan took a few deep breaths, glanced at everyone in the room with vicious eyes, and turned his head to the team's Jerry. "Call the police department," Ross said. ”

Jerry. Rose quickly dialed the special line to the police station.

"Some of us here are setting off fireworks and making a lot of noise, and they are seriously disturbing our normal rest...... Idol...... Place...... The location is *****, what? They have already applied for the meeting, and the surrounding residents have agreed to their application for this gathering. Do you still have the signatures of all the residents there? fu*k！ We're not residents here, we're travelers staying at the Grand Hotel Pierre, we have other activities tomorrow, we're seriously disturbed, I think you should have a good discussion with them, don't let them make such a fuss...... "Jerry. Rose's brow never furrowed, although Jerry. Ross didn't press the speakerphone, and we couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was clear that the bastards at the police department weren't going to stop it. Their excuse was very strong: the surrounding residents had signed off to the bastards' gathering, whether it was fireworks or gongs and drums, it was all allowed.

Jerry. Rose put down the phone, crying and grimacing. He said helplessly: "The police station will come over in a while, but they just promised to discuss it with each other." There is no intention to prohibit the other party......"

“fu*k！” Michael. Jordan cursed loudly, cursing the bastards of the Buano family, but the curses and scolding did not have any effect, but only intensified the panic in the team.

I frowned and pondered, I hoped to find a good solution, but in this world, in this country that I was not familiar with, I really couldn't find a solution.

"Let's change hotels! We changed hotels and I don't believe they can still influence us! "Doug. Collins was the first to say in a panic.

"Good! Jerry, immediately contact all the hotels above the four-star level in East Lufuse, and tell them that if they can guarantee our normal rest this time, our team will play in New Jersey in the future, and our first choice will be them! "Michael. Jordan opened his mouth to make a decision.

Jerry. Rose began to get busy, and the calls came out one by one.

It wasn't long, and after about 2o minutes, Jerry. Rose finally found a hotel, a 4-star hotel not far from the Grand Hotel Pierre, called Etija, willing to provide us with a good enough service to escort our normal rest.

Michael. Jordan smiled, and he waved his big hand and said, "Chauncey, Kwamei, you two and I will go with me to negotiate with the group of mongrels on the other side, entangle them, and distract them. Doug, you go out through the back door of the hotel with the other players, don't let the opponent see us and go, don't move your luggage or anything, just go and sleep......"

Michael. Jordan arranged a qiē and took me and Chauncey. Billups walked downstairs together, ready to entangle the Buano family bastards in order to buy the rest of his teammates enough time and space for a strategic shift.

"Mr. Fred is really a good plan!"

"There, there, Mr. Jordan is the old man, and the guys in their forties still play as well as the young lads, and they don't look ......old at all."

"Mr. Fred, although the stakes between you and Kwame are a bit big, I think everyone should play on a level playing field! It's clear that you're going to make the game not so fair. ”

"Nope! It's not me, it's an activity of the families of the fallen soldiers, and it's been approved by the police department, and the people around me are very supportive of this activity, I'm just here to do a small favor, and it has nothing to do with me, I can guarantee this. ”

"Isn't it really your fault for such a big battle? How long has it been since the Vietnam War, and only a few months since the start of the Iraq War, and I don't believe that there are so many relatives of fallen soldiers in the city of East Lufuse, there seems to be too much to dig up here......"

"Michael, am I such a shameful person in your heart? You have to believe me, I really don't have ......"

Michael. Jordan in and Fred. Buano was chatting in a tower, and both of them were trying to laugh, but the smile was really fake, and the three-year-old could tell the hatred for each other in their smiles.

"Jingle bell......" My phone rang

I quickly scooped up the phone, and when I looked at the caller ID, it turned out to be my father-in-law, Lord Donald. Mr. Trump, I quickly pressed the answer button.

"Kwame! Is Michael on your side? A hurried voice came from the receiver of the phone.

"By my side, what's wrong?" I asked, surprised.

"Are you moving to that Etija Hotel?" Donald. Trump asked anxiously.

"Yes!" I looked at what was going on with Michael. Jordan Nonsense Fred. Buano stepped aside and whispered, "Doug. Corinth has already led the men over......"

"Hurry up and stop them, the Etija Hotel is the property of the Buano family! You're a complete sheep......"

Syllable!

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