The Whip of the God of Basketball

　　 It was almost one o'clock in the morning when I arrived at the Buzzer Club. Khomeinis finally found a seat in the parking lot near the club. It seems that business here is very good tonight.

　　 Leon can't remember this is the first time he has been to a nightclub. Of course, what he can't remember is the memory of his previous life. The former owner of this body is a regular nightclub visitor. This buzzing club is indeed the same as its name. The huge and noisy music is flying like a swarm of bees, and Leon's eyes are a little flowery with the flickering lights-his eyesight is too sensitive.

　　 Khomeinis noticed Leon frowning and couldn't help asking worriedly: "What's wrong with Leon, don't you like it here?"

　　 Leon shook his head, approached Khomeinis’ ear and replied: "No, I'm just thinking about something."

　　 Khomeinis only felt a gust of heat blowing on her ears, and her whole body was numb. As for what Leon said and what she was thinking, she didn't even bother to ask.

　　 Leon didn't know that he had such an effect when he said that when he got close. He just looked up and looked around, and drew a three-dimensional map of the topography of the bar in his head.

　　 The entire nightclub is divided into three floors. The first floor has a large dance floor and bar, and the second floor is a floor built with steel bars that can go up through the spiral building. The dance floor on the second floor is smaller, and the main part is a bar; the third floor is a private room around the outer floor.

There is a safety exit on the east, north, and west on the first floor, and the gate faces south. Leon has the impression that he should have been to this bar and nightclub. He should have played a game on the first floor two or three years ago. Boxing matches, at that time he had already started to fight fake punches, but he played the role of winning.

Morena went to the second floor alone. She prefers the small dance floor on the second floor, while Leon and Khomeinis stayed on the first floor. Khomeinis wanted to go off the dance floor too, but she looked at Leon and found that he had been While looking around, he led him to the bar and ordered two glasses of whiskey. It was too noisy near the dance floor to make it clear.

　　 "What do you seem to be worried about, I knew I shouldn't have forced you to come over." Khomeinis said to Leon with a sip of whiskey.

"No, I've actually been here, you know I was born in the Southern District. But I have a holiday with some guys here, I'm afraid..." Leon said halfway through, glancing at a familiar face not far away from the corner of his eyes. On the west side of the dance floor on the first floor, next to a deck near the DJ, the little black man in a hip-hop costume is the black boy Simon Carlisle that Leon knew when he was in prison on the prison car.

Leon put down his glass and walked to Carlisle and patted him on the shoulder. Carlisle was obviously taken aback. When he turned around and saw that it was Leon, he immediately showed his exaggerated expression of surprise and gave Leon a big hug. , Leon looked at him and could feel that he was much more sincere than when he first saw him.

　　 After Leon was released early from prison, Carlisle was also released after being imprisoned for two months. After he was released, he was of course returning to his old career. Most people in prison would do this. It is not so easy to change his mind.

"Hey, Leon, I heard that you work for the Celtics now? What a great guy. At that time, at MCI Simmons, he said that you would do big things, and he seemed to get it right once." Carlisle drank his beer. Said to Leon.

　　 Carlisle mentioned Simmons, the old gambler, and he is still in MCI to continue his prison life.

"By the way, Leon, can you help me go upstairs and ask for an autograph? You know, I saw Paul Pierce just now, and he went to the second floor with his friend. You must know him, if you can It’s better to take him down. I want to take a photo with him. I’m his fan!” Carlisle said he saw Paul Pierce. Leon didn’t expect to meet Celtics players in such a place, or the team. Star inside.

　　 Leon just wanted to say that he and Pierce were not acquainted, because the training camp hadn’t started yet, Carlisle pulled Leon’s back to the top of the stairs. It seemed that someone was upstairs and Carlisle didn’t want them to see.

　　 "Who is it?" Leon asked, and he saw through Carlisle's careful thoughts at a glance.

"'Pistol' William Ragrand is a thug under Ray Scott, did you know Ray Scott? The head of Made-man, those guys who can't do anything else will use violence , I hate these dull guys." Carlisle watched that Ragland go upstairs. Violent gangs like Made-man make a living by collecting protection fees, and the methods are brutal. No wonder Carlisle is also afraid of them.

　　 "Are they related to the Irish Gang?" Leon continued to ask, and his concern was whether these people knew Frank or not.

　　 "I don't know. After Barger absconded, the Irish gang was in a mess. South Boston was uncontrolled, so violent groups like this sprung up. But Scott should know Frank. You better be careful."

　　 As soon as Carlisle finished speaking, there was a scream on the second floor. Leon, with very sharp ears, heard the sound of glass breaking. He knew something might happen upstairs.

　　 "Morena!" Khomeinis also heard the voice upstairs. Morena was upstairs not knowing if she had anything to do. The brave girl climbed the spiral staircase directly upstairs without saying a word.

Leon didn’t want to be nosy, but when he saw Khomeinis go up, Leon left Carlisle three steps and rushed up with two steps. When he reached the second floor, he found that Morena was hiding in Khomeinis’s. Behind them, the two stood on the east side of the dance floor, while on the west side of the dance floor, several guys were punching and kicking at one person, and everyone else was hiding far away.

　　 Leon could tell at a glance that it was Paul Pierce who fell on the ground. Although he had never seen a real person, he had seen it countless times in the game video. Leon could see Pierce's temple had been smashed from a distance, bleeding out, and he tightly shrank his limbs to withstand the attacks from all around. His jacket was long gone, and the T-shirt on his body began to bleed. It seems that he is still injured.

　　 At this time, Leon saw a man holding a knife in his hand and holding it high and trying to stab Pierce. This might kill Pierce. Leon knew that Pierce would die here if he didn't help him.

　　 He quickly bent over and grabbed a beer bottle from the ground, then bent over and threw the bottle out of his hand directly. He didn't even stand up and aim again because there was no time.

　　 The beer bottle whirled and flew towards the guy with the knife, and slammed it heavily on his shoulder, directly letting the knife in his hand take off.

William Ragland had no idea that someone would dare to intervene and hit himself with a beer bottle. He roared because of the pain in his shoulder and anger, and looked in the direction where the bottle was flying, only to see a man dressed in blue. The shirt, the guy with long hair walked quickly towards him.

　　 "Fox-Leon..." Ragland actually recognized Leon, but Leon didn't know him. It seemed that Leon was already a household name in the South Boston gang.

"A total of eleven people cannot be surrounded. They are still hesitating to go directly to Ragland..." Leon would not be entangled in the question of how Ragland knew himself. He has counted the total number of besieging Pierce There are eleven people, and there are too many people to watch, and he can't do it at all, so he must knock their heads down as quickly as possible, hoping to deter them.

Seeing Leon rushing up quickly, Ragland picked up the beer bottle that had just flown over and hit him directly. If he hit Leon on the head~www.NovelMTL.com~ Leon would look like this. Pierce fell to the ground and was slaughtered.

　　 Leon can avoid it completely, but he didn't hide, instead he rushed towards the beer bottle and directly slammed his left fist towards the bottle.

　　 Leon’s fist was covered with calluses, and the joints were smoothed out, like an iron hammer wrapped in old leather. The fist and the wine bottle collided with each other, and the wine bottle was shattered by the sound of "Boom".

　　Because there were some cracks in the wine bottle when Leon smashed it, the fist naturally broke into scum, and some of the scum pierced Leon's fist.

The bottle was broken, but Leon's fist did not stop. The left fist with the glass **** hit Ragland's face hard, the blood and glass **** flew into the air, and one of his teeth was covered. Knocked down.

　　 Ragland was beaten to a blank mind, and his whole body fell softly. It was obvious that even a cow would pass out with such a heavy punch.

Leon's left hand was pierced by the glass, dripping with blood, and a lot of glass **** pierced into the flesh, but he did not have the slightest pain on his face. Instead, he took a cold look at the group of people, who were used to fighting. The violent elements were also stunned by this powerful blow, and for a while they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

At this time, the security guards in the night scene rushed up, and Tony Barty and his brother who had just gone to another room also rushed over after hearing the news. Someone had already called the police at the scene, and the hurting guys didn't look so good. Ragland, who was still fainted on the ground, went down to the second floor from the other side of the building and ran away from the west exit.

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