I'm the boss in the NBA

Chapter 229 Beating up "passers-by"

After winning the championship, the Huaxia men's basketball team did not disband immediately in Indianapolis. Instead, they took a day off to rest. The leaders of the Blue Association also considered that the players were under too much pressure recently, so they finally went abroad to help the country win such an important championship. , It is also time to relax, and I am going to arrange for the players to have a good day in this small American city.

But the holiday is not about allowing golfers to move freely, but to visit the buildings and historical sites in Indianapolis under the leadership of the team leader, and go to the commercial street to buy some local specialties to take back home.

Su Yi didn't go on a tour with the big troops. There is nothing special about this small city with a population of several 10. According to what Su Yi said, the capital of Indiana is about the same as the population of a county in Huaxia. What can there be? It’s fun, if you buy local specialties and take them back, you may end up seeing the words “Made in China” on the corners, and travel abroad to buy domestically produced things at a high price.

Many people in China will encounter this kind of thing when they go abroad. After they buy and buy abroad, they return to China with a high-spirited appearance and show off to their domestic friends their experience of traveling abroad to buy international brand-name products, but they will soon be exposed by their friends. Most of them are domestically produced "cheap" OEMs, which can easily happen.

After greeting the leaders of the Blue Association and coach Wang Fei, Su Yi was about to leave Indianapolis. He didn't like this city very much and felt that he was out of place here. Maybe there were too many black friends here. According to Su Yi's observation, almost one out of every three people is black.

The bodyguards waved to stop a taxi. After getting in the car, Su Yi saw the chaos on the street. Some homeless people or gang members were wandering in the dark corners of the city. Their eyes were looking around, as if they were observing the targets they could attack. This gave Su Yi a very unsafe feeling.

Many Chinese people say how beautiful Mi Li's home is, and it seems that even the air is sweet, but as far as Su Yi sees, not all American cities are clean and tidy, and every city has its own dark corners, where filth is hidden. Dirt is a place that even God cannot manage.

The taxi drove for more than ten minutes, and suddenly a large number of parades appeared on the street ahead, most of them were blacks, holding protest signs and protesting something.

These people blocked the only way to the airport, stopped all the vehicles, and chanted their own slogans regardless of the angry shouting of the drivers.

The white driver pointed to the front and said helplessly to Su Yi and the bodyguard: "Sorry, sir, you also saw that the road ahead is impassable, and you have to pass the bridge in front to go to the airport. I can't go any further. Go ahead, you can walk through their parade and with any luck there should be taxis across the bridge."

Su Yi looked at the crowded road, there were so many vehicles in front and behind, it was too late for them to exit this street.

"Joel, what do you mean?" Su Yi turned to look at his bodyguard Joel. The retired veteran of the Delta Force looked around cautiously. Seeing that the scene was chaotic but there was no danger, he agreed. Come down, the two get out of the car one after the other.

He got out of the taxi with his personal bodyguards. The road was very long, and the noise in his ears made him feel disturbed. Anyone who came to this kind of place would not be in a good mood. Yes, it seems that the whole world owes them the same people, but they don't know that the more they are like this, the more disgusting they are.

In Su Yi's eyes, people are born unequal. Some people may be born rich and well-fed, but more people will be born poor. At this time, God decides, and no one can change it.

But being born poor does not mean being poor forever. There is nothing wrong with wanting to live a better life. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness. They can rely on their own intelligence or their hands.

But these people in front of them are not willing to do anything, they just want to get something for nothing, they also have weapons, that is their mouth and fists, scolding this and hitting that every day, as if they think that relying on these two can become a master.

When laziness becomes a habit, it corrupts their souls and makes them parasites of society.

That is to say, the old American country has a sufficient welfare system, so that its people can not starve to death even if they do not work.

But it is because of the high welfare that there are so many lazy people who have nothing to do. They only need to go to the streets to make troubles and let the conquest increase their welfare. Earn a lot, look, how easy it is.

Not all poor people are so self-motivated. Many of them will rely on their own efforts and sweat to make their lives better.

Just like many black players in the NBA, many of them have never even seen their fathers in their lives, but they can rely on their own hard work to practice, play a world in the NBA, and win the admiration of countless people.

While thinking, while passing through the bustling crowd of protesters, Su Yi took the bodyguards and ran straight ahead. He wanted to find the nearest taxi to the airport as soon as possible. He didn't want to stay in this kind of place any longer.

Crossing the blocked main street, Su Yi led the bodyguards and walked between the two buildings. He didn't want to squeeze into the main road with the protesting crowd.

This path is not long, and there are some small shops open on both sides of the residential building. As he was walking, a fat white man in his 30s stood up from the corner and came over with his head bowed.

"Sir, do you want to buy some goods? I have the best goods in Indianapolis here, I feel thunder..."

He came out from a trash can, a fat man covered in greasy and seemingly loyal. While talking to Su Yi, he looked around with those cunning little eyes, and when he found no one noticed, he immediately pulled his right hand away. The side collar is about to reach out to get something.

"I don't need it, please go away..." Su Yi frowned slightly, and subconsciously refused. Seeing that this annoying fat man wanted to sell himself those irritating smoking foods, Su Yi, who was clean and self-conscious, was very disgusted. Naturally, these things will not give that person a good look.

"Su, be careful..."

Before Su Yi realized what happened, the bodyguard Joel yelled, pushed Su Yi away, stepped forward and grabbed the fat man's hand that was stretched into his clothes, and pushed him against the wall, and then He raised his knees and pressed heavily to the lower belly of the fat white man.

"Oh~" The fat man's lower abdomen was hit hard, and he hugged his lower abdomen like a boiled prawn and curled up into a ball. He unconsciously let out a moan of "Oh~ah!..." All of a sudden, he was in agony, and there was a feeling of "pleasure" like ecstasy.

After the bodyguard Joel knocked down the fat white man with one blow, he nervously stood in front of Su Yi, reaching his back to touch the handle of the gun.

"Joel, what are you doing, why are you beating someone?"

Su Yi was very puzzled why this normally steady white bodyguard was so impulsive today, and he wanted to check how the poor fat white man was doing.

"Don't get close to him, he has something in his pocket." Joel reached out to stop Su Yi.

"Hey! Joel, of course I know he has something in his pocket. Isn't he just here to sell things? Even if I don't like him approaching me and don't want to buy his things, then you shouldn't hit someone !"

Su Yi was a little displeased. Although he usually gets along well with these bodyguards and can be regarded as good friends, he doesn't want these bodyguards to bully others, let alone indiscriminately hurt innocent people. This is his code of conduct.

(End of this chapter)