Chapter 261: Happy Hunting

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Here we are! This is my training ground!” Alan pointed at an open space ahead of him, which was a shabby street basketball court. Only two basketball stands were placed in the court. Half of the rebounds’ area’s lacquer finish had been worn out. The baskets were also rusty. When they got closer, Dai Li found two young black people in the court; one was dragging a heavy tire with a rope, while the other one was lifting a rusty dumbbell.

“That’s the Claude Brothers. The one on the left is Joe. He is a ship loader, but he wants to be a truck driver and have a truck of his own. The one on the right is David. He dreams of becoming a bodybuilder. Now, I am living in their house.”

“Their father was killed in their childhood. Later, their mother was arrested by the police, because she was delivering drugs for drug dealers. So, only the two of them are living in their house now. The Claude Brothers like basketball very much. My daily training is also dependent on them, for they are my sparring partners,” as Alan introduced this information, he led Dai Li to them.

“Hey, boss, you are finally back. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” David said.

“Oh, boss, you also brought a man here! A yellow person! Is he a bastard from the Chinese Town? Don’t tell me, he is a Korean asshole!” Joe stared at Dai Li and said.

“Did they just call you boss?” Dai Li asked in surprise, for he could tell the Claude Brothers were older than Alan.

“Of course. I teach them basketball. They definitely should call me boss! The Angelinos like basketball very much. Therefore, anyone who is good at basketball is very popular on the block,” as Alan said this, he patted Dai Li on his shoulder and made his official introduction, “This is Li from China, my new friend.”

“A foreigner, okay, as long as he is not a Korean asshole!” Joe Claude said.

Alan continued to introduce the Claude Brothers’ family, “Their father was killed in the riot over 20 years ago, by some Korean immigrants, so they hate Koreans.”

Early in the 1990s, a riot broke out in Los Angeles, which was caused by the conflicts between the Koreans and the black people, together with some Mexicans. The initial trigger of the riot was that a young black man, Rodney King, was stopped by the police while driving home one day, but he resisted arrest, which caused him to be severely beaten by the police on the scene, fiercely, with police batons.

This incident happened to be captured by a civilian living nearby with a camcorder, who sold the video to a TV station later. The meddlesome TV Station only showed the footage of King being beaten by the police, which caused a great disturbance in the United States. Four police officers were prosecuted, but there was no hard evidence of the police’s being at fault, so the police officers were acquitted.

When the trial result was announced, thousands of black people gathered in Los Angeles, and it was then that the big riot was triggered. At the beginning, it was just a protest, but later, it developed into assault and looting. Besides the black people, the illegal Mexican immigrants also participated in the riot. Thousands of shops in Los Angeles were looted and burned down. Dozens of people were killed. Even San Francisco, Seattle, and Atlanta were affected by the riot.

Also during the period of Rodney King’s case, a 15-year-old black girl stole things in a supermarket owned by Koreans in Los Angeles, but her theft was discovered by the Korean proprietress, who was knocked to the ground by the black girl. When the black girl was leaving the store, she was killed by the Korean proprietress with a gun from behind. At last, the Korean proprietress’s behavior was identified as being legitimate defense by the court, and she was only sentenced to a fine of USD 500 and 400 hours of community service.

The local black people were irritated by this case as well. Maybe they had tasted the sweetness of looting shops, but whatever the reason, the black people and Mexicans assaulted the Korean Town in Los Angeles, but LAPD chose to do nothing, instead indulged in allowing the looting. Soon the Korean Town was in anarchy.

However, to the surprise of the whole United States, the Koreans were quite unified. They picked up guns to protect their properties. The unarmed Koreans lined up to buy guns in the gun stores. Someone even managed to obtain the M16 military assault rifles and 12mm shotguns. In the Korean Town, over 70% of the Koreans were armed. Even the Korean students from the universities in Los Angeles picked up pistols to join the defense of the Korean Town.

This was just like the real-life version of the PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds. One side was garrisoning the house with guns, but the other side had just landed, and was planning to attack the house bare-handed. As a result, the black people and Mexicans suffered serious casualties during the assault of the Korean Town. And the black people kept a distance from the Korean Town long after the assault.

The Claude Brothers’ father was killed in this assault.

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“Joe, David, I bring you something good today. See, the training video of the Adidas Basketball Training Camp!” Alan waved his cellphone and said, “Later, let’s practice according to the instructions in the video.”

“OK, boss, but before that, you have to accept the challenge from Sanders,” David said.

“Sanders has been defeated by me so many times, yet he still refuses to give up?” Alan asked in surprise.

“I’ve heard he got an external assistance, the Street Basketball King of Sacramento, goes by the name of Morris!” As David said this, he checked the time and then said, “They will be here in roughly half an hour.”

“Fine! If they come here to give me money, I can’t reject them. Give me the ball, I will warm up first.” After finishing his words, Alan turned around and said to Dai Li, “Li, later I will invite you to enjoy a good show, and just see how I will defeat them easily.”

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In despair, Morris was watching Alan, who was standing in front of him. Morris was regarded as the Street Basketball King of Sacramento. He was a minor celebrity in Sacramento. He even opened a basketball training camp to teach a lot of kids to play basketball. However, today Morris felt he was so feeble in front of Alan.

Too fast! He is moving too fast! He could dribble past me easily, with just one crossover. Is he really a high school student?

Although Morris was reluctant accept the result, the fact was that he was defeated by a high school student in this street basketball one-on-one match.

“Sanders, you lost again!” Alan stretched out his hand to a black man.

“Damn it! God damn it! You are a monster! You shouldn’t be here. You should play in an NBA game in the Staples Center.” The black man, whose name was Sanders, drew out two hundred dollar bills from his inner pocket and handed them to Alan.

Alan handed one of the “Franklins” to the Claude Brothers, and kept the other one. Now Dai Li realized that both sides had made a bet on this match.

“Haha, Sanders, I’ve told you, our boss could defeat whoever was invited by you, even a professional player,” Joe Claude said.

Beside him, David Claude also spoke in support of his brother, “Our boss will be an NBA superstar in the future!”

An NBA superstar? Maybe it is really possible. Dai Li cupped his chin with his hand. Now he was very happy, just like a headhunter who had spotted a good employee.

To coach an athlete of grade S gift must be very interesting!

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