The weather in New York in September began to turn cold, but it wasn't cold enough to require a coat.
These people were all wearing baseball jackets. Li Jie's eyes were now very sharp. He could see their bulging waists from afar. It seemed that the jackets were just for cover.
These black men's clothes and postures were very similar to some gangsters that Li Jie had seen before. Li Jie frowned as he looked at Thompson who was running away and the gangsters who were chasing him.
"It seems that our stupid big guy is in trouble. Do you think we need to call the police?" Although Harry was gloating, he could also see that these black men were not good guys.
Therefore, he asked in a slightly questioning tone. After all, although there were some conflicts, it was just a small conflict between students. At most, it was just a small conflict between students.
It was normal for young people to have small conflicts, but it was different when they got into trouble with gangsters. Therefore, Harry asked Li Jie if he wanted to call the police.
"I'll go and have a look, Harry." Li Jie straightened his clothes and prepared to follow them. What kind of trouble did Thompson get into? If it was his fault, then Li Jie had no interest in getting involved. "If Thompson is really in trouble, I will call the police for him."
If Thompson was just targeted by gangsters, Li Jie didn't mind calling the police or something. After all, American gangsters were not easy to deal with. If he didn't call the police, Thompson might be killed.
The conflict between Li Jie and Thompson hadn't intensified to the point where he would sit and watch Thompson be killed.
"Hey, Jason, this is a bit dangerous." Harry didn't want to see his friend in danger. "Or I'll go with you."
"Don't worry, Harry. I'm the sprinting champion in our school. If anything happens, I will run first. If you go, I can't run with you." Li Jie smiled and told Harry not to worry about him. "You go back first. I'll be back soon."
After that, Li Jie followed Thompson and his group from afar.
Thompson felt that he was very, very unlucky recently because he met someone he didn't want to see at all.
In his early years, Eugene Thompson's life was not good. His father was a drunkard and a heroin addict.
At that time, Thompson lived in a place called Hell's Kitchen in Brooklyn. It was a chaotic place, and Thompson was deeply tortured by violence in his childhood.
In junior high school, Thompson was forced to join a street gang. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to protect himself in such a chaotic place.
Thompson's mother finally couldn't bear that her child would grow up to be a useless person like her husband.
So, she resolutely divorced her husband and left that terrible place with Thompson.
When Thompson's mother worked to support Thompson, she accidentally met her current husband.
As a retired NBA player, this man could not be considered a star. The highest honor he had received was the Best Sixth Man award.
However, the salaries of NBA players were very high. Even the sixth man in the NBA was able to get a middle-class contract with an annual salary of two million.
After he retired, he used his savings as a player to invest in a golf club. Thompson's mother worked as a waitress at the club.
After that, the two of them got married, and Thompson's life also became better.
Thompson's basketball talent was discovered by his stepfather. Now, Thompson lived a wealthy life.
His stepfather was also good to him. Not only did he pay for his full tuition at Metropolitan High School, but he also took time out in his free time to teach him basketball. The relationship between the two was better than a real father and son.
However, some things in life couldn't be erased. Some stains could be followed for a lifetime.
Thompson's stain was held by a black man named Rainey. The small street gang that he was forced to join belonged to Rainey.
As a member of the gang, Thompson needed to help with the gang's work. The job that Rainey arranged for Thompson was to deliver drugs to the school.
There were some members of other gangs among the senior students in the school. Rainey's drug transactions with other gangs would be carried out at the school.
Usually, the police wouldn't come to arrest him. As long as he was careful and didn't give himself away, it was easy to complete the transaction.
Rainey and other gang leaders would carry out cash transactions outside the school. Then, Thompson would bring the drugs into the school and hand them over to other designated students.
After the two parties confirmed the transaction, the two parties would complete the transaction. This method of separating money and goods was very useful.
Even if the police caught Rainey, there was no way to convict him. Because there was no way to find the drugs that were being traded on the spot.
Thompson was helping Rennie transport the real drug, not the small-time weed.
After leaving Brooklyn, Thompson tried to forget about the unpleasant experience.
After all, New York was so big. It was easy to deliberately avoid some people.
However, sometimes bad luck befell people. In such a big New York, Thompson met Rainey again.
Rainey had evidence of him delivering drugs. Thompson's dream was to play in the NBA and become a star.
Now, Thompson had attracted the attention of scouts. He only needed to produce good numbers in the National League to get a tryout with an NBA team.
If the previous scandal was exposed, then his dream of becoming a star would be shattered.
Thompson wanted to take a shortcut and run out of the remote woods. As long as he ran out of the woods, he would be out of Central Park. Outside would be the busiest street in New York.
Rainey didn't have the guts to mess around in Manhattan, a place with abundant police resources.
Thompson sped up and prepared to leave.
"Whoa, look who this is. Our big star, Eugene! Why are you leaving after seeing an old friend? "Suddenly, a black man came out of the woods in front of him and blocked Thompson's way.
Rainey, who had been following behind Thompson, finally caught up.
"Why? Don't you want to catch up with an old friend?" Rainey had a small ponytail, and his ugly face with buck teeth revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Rainey, listen, I don't want to get into trouble, and I don't want to have anything to do with you now," Thompson said with an impatient tone.
"This is really sad, brother." Rainey smiled as if he didn't care. "Remember the days when we were together? You were so young then. Look at you now, you're taller than me."
"But you were much cuter back then, and you were much more obedient. Look at how much money you helped me make back then, "Rainey said maliciously.
"I've been looking for you for a long time. I've also watched the National High School Basketball League. Your performance was not bad."
"I heard that there are NBA scouts looking for you? Do you think you can still play in the NBA if they know about your past? "Rainey threatened Thompson softly.
"What the hell do you want!" Thompson suppressed his anger and forced himself to calm down.
"Look, I like dealing with smart people. You understand what I mean when I speak. You are much easier to communicate with than my stupid subordinates!" Rainey still had that smirk on his face.
"Actually, it's very simple. I watched your competition. It looks like you've been doing well recently. You actually went to Metropolitan High School. It's said that only children from rich families can attend that high school." Reinier finally revealed his purpose.
"Actually, I don't need you to do too much. See these cute little guys? You just need to help me sell some of these things in school. Of course, I won't let you do it for free. I will pay you. What do you think? "
As Rainey spoke, he took out a plastic bag. There were about seventy or eighty sky-blue capsules in it. These things were his new stock, and they were called Heaven No. 3.
This thing was more addictive than traditional drugs, and it also gave greater pleasure. Moreover, it was not easy to detect when the drug addiction flared up. It had become a popular product on the market recently.
But there was also a drawback, and that was that it was too expensive. A capsule cost more than fifty dollars. Excluding the necessary expenses, Rainey needed to sell it for at least one hundred and twenty dollars before it was worth the risk.
But Rainey was just a small gang on the street. There were only about a dozen members, and the places he controlled were all poor people.
The price of these pills was obviously not something that those poor people could afford.
When he accidentally watched the National High School Basketball League, Rainey found an acquaintance, Thompson. This former underling turned out to be a student from a metropolitan high school.
In order to make money, Rainey didn't care if he sold drugs to students. He and his men looked for Thompson everywhere to get Thompson to help him open up a market in Manhattan.
The gangsters who could extend their hands into Manhattan were the real big shots. This was the consensus of New York's underground society.
Rainey wasn't worried that Thompson wouldn't agree to his request because he had something on Thompson. If he still wanted to be an NBA player, then he had to be obedient.
When Thompson saw what Rainey took out, he understood what it was. A drug dealer with a bag of pills couldn't be asking him to sell painkillers.
Thompson was now in a dilemma. He didn't want to be entangled with the past, and he didn't want to lose the opportunity to play in the NBA.
Rainey quietly waited for Thompson's answer. He believed that Thompson's answer would not disappoint him.
Thompson hesitated for a long time before finally speaking. "No! Rainey! I won't do anything illegal anymore! Even if I can't play in the NBA, even if I go to jail, I won't help you do these things anymore!
"I have made many mistakes, but I don't want to make any more!
"Are you f * cking kidding me?!" When he heard Thompson's answer, Rainey excitedly took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it directly at Thompson's head.
"I won't help you! Give up, Rainey! "In the face of the black muzzle, Thompson still didn't let go.
Li Jie, who was hiding in the dark, was not surprised to hear Thompson's choice. Thompson's courage was commendable.
Even though Thompson had made mistakes, he was too young at that time and didn't have the ability to resist.
Now, he had the courage to say no to these bad guys. Just because of this, Li Jie felt that he should help him. Even if Thompson had a conflict with him, it was just a harmless friction between teenagers.
Li Jie, who was hiding behind a tree, changed into Nightcrawler's outfit and was ready to help Thompson.
However, someone moved even faster than Li Jie. A small purple figure jumped down from a tree.
A sharp long knife accelerated by gravity and easily cut off Rainey's hand that was holding the gun.
Blood gushed out in an instant, and everyone present was dumbfounded. Even Li Jie, who was in the distance, was a little confused.
He looked at a little girl in a purple combat suit, a cloak, a purple wig, and a black eye patch in the crowd.
The little girl didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the violent scene she had caused. Instead, there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
(Thanks to my book friends: Sleepingun ~ The Youth Who Loves to Read ~ Not Young ~ Sengsheng Research Society ~ Nicknames Are Not Numbers ~ The King of Light's Tip)
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