NBA bad guys

"Frank, what happened and who did this?"

Iverson took the lead and strode towards the man at the counter, looking nervous.

Wu Liang's eyes fell on the smashed furniture, along with some drinks. The damage must be at least 50 US dollars.

In those days, $50 was by no means a small number.

Those who can afford to open a high-end bar in this area must have a considerable background.

However... the person who can smash it must be more powerful and have more background.

Wu Liang suddenly began to hesitate whether he should wade into this muddy water.

Alas, everyone has already come in, and it is obviously inappropriate to go out again.

"Wu Liang, this is Frank."

Iverson suddenly waved to Wu Liang, and then said to Frank: "This is Wu Liang, my good friend, and he is also from our school."

Why are you Qing me at this time?

Wu Liang smiled awkwardly and walked towards the two of them reluctantly.

"Hello, my name is Frank."

Frank forced out a smile and said hello to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang nodded in response.

Iverson took over and asked: "Frank, you haven't told me yet who smashed your bar."

Frank's face was very ugly, so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water. He said: "Iverson, take your friends and leave quickly. This person is not easy to mess with, and I don't want to hurt you."

Wu Liang gave Frank a thumbs up in his heart.

Xiao Ai, I've got the steps down for you, so hurry up and leave.

Iverson said suspiciously: "Frank, you also have a certain background in Washington. You summoned hundreds of younger brothers to support the scene. I don't believe anyone would really dare to do anything to you."

"This time is really different!"

Frank shook his head vigorously and said seriously: "It was the Collins family that caused trouble."

"what!"

Iverson's pupils suddenly shrank.

Obviously, he has also heard of this family. To Frank, this is simply a giant.

This organization was established when the country was founded, and it can be said that it is deeply rooted. Not only is it prosperous in Washington, but its influence is spread throughout the United States.

Wu Liang didn't know much about the Collins family, but it sounded scary.

Frank smiled bitterly and said, "So, take your friends and leave quickly. I don't want to implicate you."

"You are my friend, I will not leave you alone."

Iverson's eyes were firm, then he looked at Wu Liang and said, "You are my friend, I believe you will not leave, right!"

Ha ha……

Wu Liang's mouth trembled slightly, what you said... said: "Well, then why did they smash your store?"

Frank sighed and said, "They wanted to buy my bar for $10, but I didn't agree."

Morgan Avenue is the busiest street in Washington, and Frank's Bar is the busiest and largest one on this street.

The value is at least around US$200 million.

Wu Liang felt a little strange and asked, "The Collins family must be very rich, right? They just want this bar?"

Frank shook his head and said, "Of course not. Their goal is to take over all the entertainment venues on this street and create a large-scale commercial chain."

“All entertainment venues?”

Wu Liang and Iverson exclaimed in unison.

As expected of the Keslin family, they are really generous.

If it really goes as they wish, Morgan Avenue is bound to become the largest gold sales den in Washington and even the United States.

But in this way, the interests of the original bosses will be compromised.

For example, Frank could only get $200 for a bar that originally cost $10 million.

I paid it to my grandma’s house.

Frank nodded and said, "Yes, the Keslin family has a huge appetite. This Morgan Avenue... is just their first step."

"I just saw that there are at least one or two hundred bars on this street. What do the other owners say? I think you can unite to deal with them."

Wu Liang gave his suggestion.

At this time, you have to get some people to help you.

Otherwise, I might also suffer disaster here.

"it's useless!"

Frank was heartbroken and said in a deep voice: "You still underestimate the power of the Collins family, we are like ants in his eyes.

If you step on it, one ant will step on it, or a hundred ants will step on it. There is no difference. "

Iverson felt a lot colder in his heart.

Frank was a very good friend and a loyal fan.

He is different from other bar owners.

Frank would sincerely think about Iverson and not let Iverson cause trouble in the bar, because that would affect his future.

After all, Iverson was born in a slum and drank tea there when he was in high school.

People can take detours in this life.

But if you take too many detours, you won’t be able to turn back even if you want to.

"Frank, I won't leave no matter what."

Iverson's eyes showed genuine emotion.

This seemingly bohemian man actually values ​​friendship more than life.

This is why, after he became famous in the NBA and gained a lot of wealth, he still did not forget his former poor friends.

Frank said: "No, your goal is to enter the NBA, and you have the ability to become a superstar. I don't want you to get involved in this matter. Listen, Iverson, leave immediately."

"I do not go!"

If you don’t leave, I will leave…

Wu Liang screamed crazily.

However, at this time, there was suddenly the sound of bustling footsteps outside. Turning around, he saw seven or eight strong men in black jackets.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with shiny, oily hair, and a cigar in his hand. As he walked, he kicked the broken furniture in front of him to both sides.

"How about it, Boss Frank, 10 US dollars, if you agree, I guarantee that you can leave safely." The leader's name was Casey. He brought a chair over and sat on it, crossed his legs, and looked at it calmly. Looking at Frank, he said: "Of course, including you two kids."

Iverson was still shocked and straightened his body forward, but did not dare to speak.

Frank slammed his fist on the bar and said angrily: "This bar was left to me by my father, and I will never allow anyone to take it away from me.

However, these two people just came to drink. I didn’t know them and asked them to leave. "

Casey glanced at Wu Liang and Iverson expressionlessly, then took a puff of his cigar and waved to the person behind him.

Two men immediately stepped forward and worked together to pin Iverson on the bar.

"Asshole, what are you doing!" Iverson yelled.

Although he was an athlete, he was young after all. Under the joint attack of two strong men, he had no room for resistance.

Iverson lay with his upper body on the bar, raised his left leg suddenly, and pressed his knee hard on the waist of a big man.

The big man groaned and almost fell to the ground.

The other strong men stepped forward one after another and held Iverson tightly. No matter how hard the latter struggled, he could not move at all.

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