Hans darted into the room through the window. Ah Meow, who was nestled in Li Du's arms, was startled by the sight of it.
There were at least twenty people in the house and in the yard. Li Du shook his head. Hans's information was incorrect. Was this a small gathering?
American parties could be simple or extravagant. Although there were many people, they were all men. Hence, there was only a large amount of beer, fried chicken, and fried fish. There were a few ovens in the yard that were smoking. It was relatively simple.
The people in the house were watching an NBA game. The game had started early and was about to end in the evening.
Li Du had also loved watching NBA games when he was in school. He was good at basketball and had been a key player on the varsity team in college.
The Heat asked for a timeout. There were four seconds left before the game ended. More than ten people were discussing the outcome of the game.
"The final shot will definitely go to LeBron, KING James. I believe in him. He'll succeed!"
"Ha, just by himself? This is the NBA, not the NFL. His brute force tactics won't work here. I bet he won't make it! "
"Why does LeBron have to make the shot? I bet the shot will be taken by The Flash. LeBron won't have the guts to make the shot! "
At this time, another car drove up to the front of the building. The big exhaust made a roaring sound. Li Du asked Hans in shock, "Who's driving a tractor?"
Hans laughed and said, "It should be Andrew Cocky. That guy loves to be in the limelight. He has a modified old Mustang, a Shelby Mustang GT500CR. The sound of that car is like a woman in bed being pinned down by the Hulk! "
Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a checkered shirt walked in. He had his head held high, wore sunglasses, and was chewing gum. However, the most eye-catching thing about him was the golden H logo on his belt.
When they saw him, the treasure hunters who were in a heated discussion stood up. A man handed him a bottle of beer and smiled. "Hi, Andrew, good afternoon."
The man took the beer and nodded. He asked, "What are you guys talking about? Why are you so happy?"
Someone gave a brief introduction of the game. At this time, the timeout was about to end. Hence, everyone's attention turned to the bet.
They invited Andrew to make a bet, and Andrew asked, "What are the stakes?"
"The loser will be responsible for the expenses of this gathering."
Andrew nodded and said, "Although this is too small, it's not suitable to play too big. So be it."
Hans laughed. "Why don't we change the bet? Whoever loses will share a valuable piece of information about the storage units."
Andrew snorted and said, "Then I'm not playing anymore. Your information is worthless to me, and any piece of valuable information I take out is enough for you to eat for a year."
Hearing this, coupled with his expression and tone, Li Du frowned. He felt that this guy was asking for a beating.
However, the match was about to start. Everyone maintained the original bet and stared at the TV.
On the 60-inch large LCD screen, the players on both sides began to fight. The four-second countdown quickly ended, and the ball finally fell into the hands of the Heat's core player, LeBron James. He received the ball and jumped up to shoot.
Seeing this, Li Du immediately said in his mind, "Slow down time!"
Behind them, the TV was turned off with a bang, and the group of people began to place their bets.
"I bet LeBron can score! There's only a small guard in front of him. That way, his vision is unobstructed, and there's no pressure to attack. He can definitely score! "Andrew said confidently.
Hearing his words, a few of the guys who were previously shouting that LeBron would not score immediately changed their tune.
"Yes, LeBron's shot is very stable. I bet he'll succeed in the kill shot."
"This is King-LeBron, of course he can do it!"
"If he can't even score this shot, then he should retire. He can definitely score."
Hans snorted and asked Li Du, "What do you think?"
Li Du said without hesitation, "He can't score! The kill shot failed! "
Just now, when the time was slowed down, the image on the TV moved very slowly, as if it was in slow motion. He clearly saw LeBron's actions from the moment he received the ball to the moment he took off to shoot.
Yes, LeBron's movement had successfully created a mismatch with the opponent's point guard. However, the pass was not good. The ball was spinning as it flew, and LeBron slipped slightly after receiving the ball!
Under such circumstances, he had no time to adjust his posture and had hurriedly shot. Although it looked like his shooting posture was natural, it was not.
Hearing Li Du's words, Hans nodded and said, "My brother and I agree, the kill shot failed."
A few people who were sucking up to Andrew suddenly booed. Someone asked provocatively, "Hey, why do some people always like to say things differently from the rest? Is it to get special attention from certain people? "
"Actually, it's very silly," Dalton said with a smile.
Li Du did not say anything. He turned on his phone and searched for the latest news on the Internet. Then he showed it: "102-101, Celtics narrowly beat Heat. LeBron James' kill shot!"
Hearing this, the smile on Andrew's face froze.
Dalton turned on the TV, and the score appeared on the screen: 102-101. The Celtics' players and fans were cheering.
The atmosphere in the room became more awkward. Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Andrew.
Andrew still held his head high and said, "LeBron is really trash. He can forget about winning the championship in this lifetime. Alright, the game is over, let's go have some fun! "
"Hey, hey, hey!" The group of people cheered again, clustered around Andrew, and went to the yard.
When there was no one else, Li Du asked curiously, "Who is this Andrew? Everyone seems to want to suck up to him. "
Hans said, "You're a level one member of the association, and belong to the Ten Thousand Club. So are we, except for Andrew, who is a member of the Hundred Thousand Club."
"Indeed, he has a lot of information on high-quality storage units. So we have to admit, having a good relationship with him is like having a good relationship with money."
Li Du nodded. No wonder Andrew looked like the leader when he first came in. He was an elite treasure hunter.
The American Association of Storage Treasure Hunters had a total of five clubs. The lowest was the Ten Thousand Club, followed by the Hundred Thousand Club, the Million Club, the Ten Million Club, and the highest was the Hundred Million Club.
Among them, the Ten Thousand Club only needed to earn more than 10,000 dollars in one auction to join. At that point, it was considered a level one member, and every time they earned more than 10,000 dollars in one auction, they would level up. For example, Hans was a level five member of the Ten Thousand Club.
The Hundred Thousand Club, on the other hand, required one to earn more than 100,000 dollars in one auction twice. It was much more difficult to join than the Ten Thousand Club.
There was also a Hundred Thousand Club, which was not officially recognized. It was just a name among the treasure hunters themselves. It required one to participate in an auction and earn 100,000 dollars in one auction, or to accumulate more than 10,000 dollars in ten auctions.
Li Du did some calculations. He had participated in six auctions, and so far he had only earned more than 10,000 dollars twice. He had only been recognized by the association once, and was still far from the Hundred Thousand Club.
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