When John Barton saw Cressy lying on the hospital bed, he was a little excited and a little adoring.

The body of this black boy contains great sentiments!

"Cressie, may I ask?"

"Uh, you ask!"

This FBI is really polite, it doesn't seem to be quite the same as it remembers, Cressy thought to himself.

"Cressy Bars, who did you learn martial arts from, and where did you learn them?" John asked kindly, pulling out a black box from his pocket, "You don't mind if I record, do you?"

Cressy lay on the bed, looking at John with a faint expression, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, the moment the Staples Center decided to make a move, he had already guessed that such a day would come.

The reason, he also found it.

"I don't mind, please feel free. As for who I learned martial arts, I'm afraid you won't believe me if I say it. ”

John's face remained unchanged, one of the most senior FBI directors, he had been exposed to many strange things, and he smiled and said, "Tell me about it." ”

"It all started when I was seven years old...... I'm playing alone in the streets...... A Chinese white-bearded Taoist priest passes by...... Suddenly stopped and said to me...... Black boy, you have a strange bone...... You want me to learn Chinese kung fu from him......"

Cressy began to reminisce (suddenly).

John, who listened to it, had a changing complexion.

When Cressy finished speaking, he hurriedly asked, "So you learned Chinese kung fu, and the person who taught you kung fu was a Chinese Taoist priest? Do you know the name of this Taoist priest? Where is he now?"

Cressy: "Yes, a Chinese Taoist priest, but I don't know his name, he never said it." He taught me for eight years, and after I was fifteen, he left my neighborhood and said that he was going to wander and I didn't know where he was going, and he never came back. ”

"So you also learned your Chinese from that Taoist priest?"

"That's right. Cressy lay on the bed and nodded.

John apparently did his research and knew that Cressy had used Chinese to answer questions in interviews with Chinese journalists.

He carefully recalled Cressie's words, and felt that there was nothing flawed, but there was no way to prove the truth.

However, John felt that Cressy clearly had no need to lie.

After all, in modern society, martial arts are not regarded as mysterious and powerful things as in ancient times, and their power is only ordinary compared to firearms.

John turned off the tape recorder and stood up, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Cressie, then I won't bother." ”

After speaking, he walked to the door, stopped halfway through, and turned around and said, "By the way, there are many reporters at the entrance of the hospital who want to interview you, and they have been stopped by the police and security guards for the time being, do you need me to help you beat them down?"

Cressie's face changed, how can this be, these reporters are all parents who help me make a name for myself and earn chivalrous value, and quickly shook his head and said, "No, you can let them in, I am willing to accept the interview." ”

Slightly stunned, John smiled secretly in his heart, he is really still a child, and he can't stand the temptation of fame and fortune!

After thinking about it, he said: "Your agent was taken away by us for questioning, and now he should be on the way here, so let's wait for him to come and let him help you screen it, some tabloid reporters should not contact him." ”

That's when Cressy remembered Tony Parker, who was there at the time.

"Is he alright?" asked Cressy hurriedly.

"Rest assured, your agent is safe and sound, and there is no harm at all. John replied.

"That's good. ”

Cressy wanted to get his phone, but then he remembered that his phone was still in the locker room at the Staples Center, and he couldn't help but look at John and said, "Mr. John, can you lend me the phone?"

"Yes. John pulled out his phone and handed it over.

After taking the phone and calling Tony Parker, the other party was already on his way to the hospital, and he was almost there, and after a few words, he hung up and returned the phone to John Barton.

After John Patton left, Westbrook, who had been waiting outside, pushed the door open the door and entered the ward, and with him came a middle-aged black woman.

"Oh, my poor boy, are you all right, my little Cressie...... Oh my God, you've done such a dangerous thing, what if something happens to you, what will mom do......"

The obese middle-aged black woman rushed over, grabbed Cressie's head, and cried loudly.

This middle-aged black woman is none other than Cressy Bals's biological mother, Mrs. Joan.

Cressy was a little out of breath, but he enjoyed the care, and he tried to poke his head out of Mrs. Joan's arm, and shrugged helplessly at Westbrook, who was watching the excitement.

Westbrook gave him a look, and begged for a blessing, brother, Mrs. Joan's mouth, which he had learned, spoke like a machine gun, and the whole neighborhood did not dare to quarrel with her.

Sure enough, after knowing that Cressie's life was okay and her career would not be affected, Mrs. Joan's mouth began to puff up......

Fortunately, Cressy is her own son, and she is mostly complaining and not swearing, and even if she swears, it is the terrorists who are scolding.

He talked for nearly ten minutes, without a pause until Tony Parker pushed the door open and walked in.

Cressie, who was pardoned, greeted him very warmly, "Hey, Tony, you're finally here, sit down, are the reporters outside done?"

"Hello Mrs. Joan, Russell, you're here too—"

After saying hello, Tony Parker sat down, wiped his sweat and looked at Cressy with reverent eyes: "I picked five big media, seven medium-sized media, basically including print media, TV, and the Internet. You get ready, and in five minutes, I'll let the officer on duty let them in. ”

......

These days, anyone who turns on the TV, turns on the computer, opens the newspaper and comes up with the message of the hero Cressy:

What "basketball rising stars sacrifice their lives to fight explosives, just for the justice in their hearts".

What "Clippers rookie bravely captured bandits and sacrificed his life to save 30,000 hostages".

What "Kung Fu Boy Incarnates an American Hero, It's an American Victory".

What a "real-life version of the hero saves Staples".

There is also "black teenagers are not afraid of life and death, and lonely heroes sacrifice their lives for righteousness".

......

There are all sorts of flattery, as if touting Cressy Bals has become politically correct in the United States.

The words that Cressy said at that time were also broadcast repeatedly by the media, and they were disseminated.

"If I can't save them, I'd rather die with them!"

This sentence touched countless people, especially the hostages who were rescued at the scene.

There has always been no shortage of celebrities in the stands of the Staples Center, and Cressy saved these people, and I don't know how many favors he gained, and these favors turned into invisible help, which greatly helped him in his later career.

Even now, fueled by these influential people, Cressie's fame has skyrocketed with rocket lift-offs, earning him numerous accolades, flowers, and applause.

Naturally, the chivalrous value has also ushered in a wave of high growth.

Lewen