Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 442 Brave Dragon

In 2004, the Palace of Auburn Hills incident that shocked the entire NBA occurred during the game between the Indiana Pacers and the Detroit Pistons. Ron Artest clashed with fans and it eventually led to a large-scale brawl. Until now, it is still the largest, heaviest and most serious incident in NBA history.

Perhaps, other fans may not understand it very well, but for basketball fans, this is undoubtedly one of the landmark events in the NBA after the millennium. Even now, more than ten years have passed, the memory is still vivid.

But I never expected that Levi would bring up this matter at this time.

However, the effect is perfect.

Levi easily relaxed the atmosphere with just one sentence. The bustling crowd regained their sanity and finally stopped rushing forward. The horror movie turned into a comedy in seconds, and the scene was extremely lively.

Perhaps, there is only one exception -

That black guy with a big mouth.

He clearly noticed the murderous look in Levi's eyes. What he just said was not a joke but a threat. Levi was reminding him that he didn't mind teaching him a lesson like Artest did.

Although he didn't know what risks Levi was willing to take by swinging his fist, the key point was that he couldn't stand up if he was beaten hard?
grunt.

Looking at Levi's solid figure hidden under his clothes, his well-proportioned muscles concealing huge explosive power, he couldn't help swallowing, his throat became very dry, and his knees began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

then.

Levi looked over and glared at him, then he smiled.

The guy's heart tightened: Ghost!

Unable to control himself any longer, he decided to flee as the best strategy. He turned around and slipped out of the crowd like a loach, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

But no one cares about this clown.

Levi ignored it and turned back to look at the frightened little animal in his arms.

……

Ian-Cole's mind was blank. He had no idea what was happening or how it happened. He was caught in a storm of confusion and fear. He instinctively sought shelter in that generous harbor, buried his head deeply, and waited quietly for the world to quiet down.

at last.

The noise died down. Cole raised his head cautiously and looked around vigilantly. Then he saw a pair of deep but bright eyes waiting patiently. Their eyes met and a smile crept up on his eyebrows. This made Cole a little nervous, but his mood slowly calmed down.

"Hey guy."

He spoke.

Cole nodded in confusion, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of densely packed calves surrounding him like a birch forest. He closed his eyes again in shock, and the tears remaining in his eyes slid down. He timidly shrank back into Levi's arms again.

Levi sighed inwardly, not knowing whether the child would be left with psychological trauma.

On the surface, Levi remained silent, kept smiling, and asked softly.

"Do you know me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Levi hoped to comfort the child a little. A hug, an autograph, and a photo were all small things that could at least help the child calm down. However, he never expected that the child would rub his eyes and shake his head, as if he had encountered a big devil, and his thin shoulders trembled.

Levi: …

This is embarrassing.

Levi thought that the child appeared here because he might be his fan; but now it seems that he took it for granted. Maybe the child was just sitting obediently in the chair and encountered an unexpected disaster, and was inexplicably dragged in.

However, Levi didn't mind. What was important now was not his embarrassment, but the visible and invisible scars on the little boy in front of him.

"So, who are you a fan of?"

"Oh, sorry, I overlooked it." Levi had just asked the first sentence; when he said the second sentence, Levi noticed the jersey on the little boy -

Golden State Warriors No. 30.

There were only a few Golden State Warriors fans in Madison Square Garden to begin with, and now they are being besieged. If the media deliberately lead the rhythm by saying, "New York citizens will not even let a five-year-old fan go," then today's game will definitely be a loss of both game and face.

Thanks to Levi's rescue, the New York Knicks dodged a bullet; but unexpectedly, there were still fans there making trouble.

Wait, who is number 30 for the Golden State Warriors?

Levi turned his head and looked at the court. After taking a quick look, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“Elementary school student!”

Anyway, I've already called it once, so it shouldn't matter if I call it again.

really.

Curry walked over with the basketball in his arms. Because the little boy was curled up in Levi's arms, he couldn't see the boy's jersey clearly, let alone the number, so he had no idea why Levi called him, but he still walked over without hesitation.

Levi looked up at Curry and said, "This is your fan."

Curry: Huh?

His thinking speed can't keep up with Levi's pace, so what?

Levi gestured to the little boy, "Batman should give his cape to good citizens, just like Wonka's golden ticket."

Curry suddenly realized what was going on and took off his jersey and handed it over without hesitation.

Levi wasn't prepared to steal Curry's limelight. He looked down at the little boy in his arms and said, "Hey, boy, look who's here."

At this time, Curry had understood, squatted down in front of Levi and the little boy, smiled and looked over, "Let me see the bravest warrior tonight."

Kerr pricked up his ears, raised his head from Levi's arms, and saw the baby face so close to him. His eyes widened, and the tears that had not been completely wiped away were faintly flashing, which almost melted Curry's heart.

The baby-faced superstar is now a dad to two daughters, aged five and two, so when he saw the little boy's pitiful expression, his facial lines softened and he expertly began to coax the child.

"Don't be afraid. The devil has been scared away by the dragon. You are safe now."

Devil? Dragon?
Levi stood frozen in place, his head full of question marks.

Curry noticed it and felt a little embarrassed. He was still not used to showing this side of him, but he didn't care at this point. He smiled at the little boy and handed him the jersey.

"I'm Stephen Curry, what's yours?"

Cole hesitated for a moment, but still grabbed the jersey and held it in his arms, and answered in a mosquito voice, "Ian..."

The situation was finally under control.

Levi was just about to let go to allow the little boy to spend some time with his idol. In the eyes of this little guy, he should be a strange uncle who has nothing to do with him. However, he did not expect that the little boy immediately grabbed his arm, locked himself into his arms nervously, and refused to let go.

Curry noticed it immediately. Seeing Levi's muscles tense and he was very cautious, afraid that the slightest force might crush the child in his arms, he knew at a glance that he was a bachelor without children.

Curry patted Levi's arm and said, "Don't worry, they are not that fragile."

Then he looked at the little boy and said, "Do you know him? He's a football player, number 23 of the Kansas City Chiefs."

Cole's head snapped up, "Of course, Levi, of course I know you."

Li Wei: ??? So who is the person who just said he didn’t know him?
Cole put his arms around Levi's neck, put his hands close to his ear, and whispered in a soft baby voice, "That catch."

(End of this chapter)