Chapter 483: Chinese Kungfu!
Those African Americans were a bit surprised when they saw Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun walking over.
Brooklyn was the most populous district in New York City, and people from all over the world lived there.
These African Americans had the impression that the Chinese around were all just businessmen or restaurant owners who weren't good at basketball. They also believed that Chinese kids were all good students and stayed at home to study all the time.
Bam!
Xie Wanjun pushed open the metal gate and walked into the basketball court.
Two African Americans who were watching nearby quickly went over and shut the metal gate.
Street basketball was like a tradition in Brooklyn, but most people who played street basketball were African Americans. They were extremely hostile toward other races entering their basketball court.
Hua... A basketball that was a bit dirty was thrown at Hao Ren.
Hao Ren caught the ball with one hand and dribbled it a few times.
From his movements, the others could tell that Hao Ren was a newbie in basketball. Those African Americans shook their heads and looked extremely condescending.
More than a dozen African Americans came over and surrounded Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun.
Xie Wanjun was two meters tall, but these African Americans weren't weak at all. Their arms were all as thick as Hao Ren's legs, and their muscles filled up their t-shirts.
Xie Wanjun held up three fingers toward them and then pointed to himself and Hao Ren with two fingers. He meant that it was him and Hao Ren against them three.
"Sh*t!" The African American in front of Hao Ren suddenly grabbed the basketball from him.
He dribbled the basketball, turned around with fancy footwork, and dunked the ball.
The whole court roared with cheers.
"Hahaha..." Since Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun were still standing still, they laughed even more.
A few African Americans intentionally walked over and bumped Xie Wanjun's chest.
"Ren, let's do this," Xie Wanjun said coldly.
"OK. I'll take the right side. You take the left side," Hao Ren responded.
"OK!" Xie Wanjun said decisively.
Just as they finished speaking, they started moving. They bumped into five or six people and dashed in front of the African American who had the ball at the speed of light.
Po... Hao Ren's fingers poked lightly on the basketball, and it bounced out of the African American's hand.
Hao Ren passed the ball with both hands.
Xie Wanjun quickly caught the ball. He dribbled it a few times and then suddenly jumped up.
Bam!
Xie Wanjun had slam-dunked on the basket that was standard tall.
Dong... His heavy body landed, and the dust around his feet scattered around, forming a circle with his heels as the center.
That was the so-called aura!
Hao Ren used his inspector's token to check and found that there was a thin layer of invisible energy around Xie Wanjun's body.
Through many basketball games, Xie Wanjun trained his body into the best condition. It was so great that it let out a strong aura!
The African American who scored before was first shocked but then rushed to pick up the ball.
Three against two!
Two of them went to guard Xie Wanjun while one kept an eye on Hao Ren!
The basketball flew between the African American's palm and legs. It moved so fast that it turned into a series of grey shadows.
Pia! Hao Ren suddenly got the ball miraculously, and it was now in his hands.
This type of speed was still too slow for him!
Hao Ren jumped and pretended to shoot, but he passed the ball to Xie Wanjun.
The two African Americans rushed back to guard Xie Wanjun, but Xie Wanjun threw the basketball into the basket with incredible strength.
Hua... hua... hua... Hao Ren also used fancy footworks and left a series of afterimage behind him, and the African Americans watched in astonishment.
Hao Ren jumped up with might from the ground and also tossed the ball up into the air
As if he were wearing springs, he jumped up so high that he was almost above the basket.
The height that Hao Ren reached was even higher than the basket!
Hao Ren caught the basketball that almost flew away and slammed it into the basket.
Not only the African Americans, but Xie Wanjun was also astonished.
This jumping ability was monstrous.
Hao Ren landed firmly and also sent a cloud of dust into the air.
It was noon, and the sun shined brightly. Xie Wanjun suddenly smiled
Xie Wanjun suddenly smiled and remembered the time when Hao Ren and he faced another school in a basketball competition.
"Come on, baby!" Xie Wanjun provoked the African Americans.
All the African Americans were furious, and they all rushed up at once.
Xie Wanjun used his feet to kick up the basketball beside him. He slipped through all the African Americans and collided with a few as he ran through. Then, he suddenly passed the ball to Hao Ren.
Hao Ren caught the ball and quickly turned around, easily dodged the six people who were charging at him swiftly.
Whoosh! A three-pointer!
Xie Wanjun rushed under the basket and got the ball. He bounced off a few African Americans and went outside the three-point line. He looked at Hao Ren and asked, "You have such good skills. Why not join the basketball team?"
"I told you. I'm not interested in basketball," Hao Ren responded as he moved his elbows and dodged two African Americans who tried to grab his shoulder, and the two fell on the ground.
"Yujia likes guys who play basketball," Xie Wanjun looked at Hao Ren and said as he dribbled the ball and went around the three defending African Americans.
Whoosh! His aim was on point.
"I know," Hao Ren smiled and responded.
He quickly went back behind the three-point line, and Xie Wanjun passed the basketball over at an unexpected angle. Hao Ren swiftly took over the ball with his right hand and shot it again right there.
Whoosh! He had scored again.
"It's such a waste that you don't play basketball." Xie Wanjun was standing under the basket already. He bumped two other African Americans and jumped high to catch the falling basketball.
"How's your university life?" Hao Ren asked Xie Wanjun to switch topics.
The African Americans who surrounded them were all knocked over, and Xie Wanjun and Hao Ren passed the ball to each other without any obstacles.
They were playing while just chatting casually.
"It's ok." Xie Wanjun dribbled the basketball for a while and came over to Hao Ren. He lightly bumped Hao Ren with his shoulder and asked, "Seriously though, what do you think of Yujia?"
"Pretty good," Hao Ren said dubiously.
"You said that before. How is it still this!" Xie Wanjun stared at Hao Ren with his eyes opened widely. He looked dissatisfied.
Bam!
The basketball hit the frame and bounced sideways.
Hao Ren jumped and caught the basketball. Then, he slammed the ball into the net.
Slam dunk!
The African American by the basket was bounced over by Hao Ren's knees, and he fell to the ground.
The basketball rolled over to Xie Wanjun.
On the basketball court were six to seven African Americans who had all fallen to the ground. They were either covering their stomachs or noses.
The other African Americans slowly backed up; they didn't dare to get close anymore.
"Listen..." Xie Wanjun picked up the ball and said slowly, "If you dare to treat Yujia poorly, I swear I'll kill you."
He pressed the basketball with his hands, and it suddenly exploded.
The African American who provoked Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun first was shaking and used his bad Chinese to shout out "Chinese... Kungfu..."
"Yes! Chinese Kungfu!" Xie Wanjun glared at him.
He led Hao Ren over to the metal gate of the basketball court, and the African American who was guarding the door rushed to find the key to open the door.
Today would absolutely leave a deep mark in their minds; they would know that some Chinese people really knew Kungfu!
Two blocks away, Little White dramatically came out from the shadows of an alley. He had chased the plane across the Pacific Ocean. Now, it felt that Hao Ren was close by.
In the alley, a few fierce-looking dogs were all wounded, and they let out sad whines.
Little White just lifted its claw and was proud of itself.