Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

Chapter 127 Being Treated as a Gangster

Yang Chong was a little excited because he was a loyal NBA fan in his previous life and knew all the NBA stars by heart.

But since I traveled to this era, I no longer have the opportunity to watch the game, and I always feel a little regretful.

Now he was given the opportunity to watch the game live, and these were football stars from ancient times whom he had only heard of but never met. He couldn't help but be excited.

He looked around and saw that everyone around him was staring at the game on the field and cheering loudly for the home team players. It seemed that no one noticed this "outer visitor".

He breathed a sigh of relief and quietly found an empty seat to sit down and watch the game.

But after watching for a while I realized that I was sitting too far away and the viewing effect was not very good.

I couldn't even tell who the players were on the field.

I finally have this opportunity, am I just going to see the back of his head?

He simply stood up and walked slowly down to the front row.

When watching basketball games in the beautiful country, the best seat is in the front row, right next to the court and next to the team's bench.

These positions are very valuable, and in later generations they would cost tens of thousands of dollars. Moreover, ordinary people cannot buy them. You need to have a certain status.

Although it is not that expensive in this era, only ordinary people can sit in the first row.

The audience was watching the game intently and no one noticed Yang Chong at all. He walked to the second row, saw an empty seat there and sat down directly.

The game was intense and fierce. There were only thirty seconds left in the last quarter. The score was 97:96, with the visiting team leading by one point.

The home team was behind and made a mistake, passing the ball out of the field, so the away team took a throw-in.

Head coach Auerbach stood on the sidelines, yelling at his players, reminding them to stay focused.

The home team players stood in front of the opponent who was serving the sideline ball and danced, trying to stop the opponent from serving.

The visiting team's players were running back and forth to pull the defense and create opportunities.

The player serving the ball seized the opportunity to throw the ball to the backcourt. Just as the player from the visiting team was about to catch the ball, the defensive player from the home team suddenly stretched out his hand and slammed the ball away.

The ball was flying very fast and sideways, hitting the face of a beautiful lady sitting in the front row.

The whole audience exclaimed, and the lady was so frightened that her face turned pale and she almost closed her eyes.

Just as the basketball was about to hit his face, Yang Chong, who was sitting behind him, stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the basketball with one hand.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the frightened lady was stunned for a moment before she opened her eyes, only to find that the basketball did not hit her in the face, but was caught by a young Oriental man behind her who was about to hand it back to the player on the court.

"Oh my God, how did you do that?" the lady hugged her head exaggeratedly and said in surprise.

Yang Chong threw the ball to the players on the field, nodded politely, and prepared to sit down and continue watching the game.

The lady looked very beautiful, with delicate makeup and delicate features, especially her slender eyebrows and high nose bridge, which made her blue eyes look particularly charming.

This face seems familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere before, but I can't remember where.

Yang Chong didn't think much about it, nor did he look at it too much. His mind was still on the court, wanting to see who would have the last laugh in this game.

The ignored lady seemed a little helpless and shrugged her shoulders, probably finding it unbelievable that someone would ignore her like this.

Yang Chong was unable to continue watching the game there as he wished. At this time, the original owner of the seat came back. He patted Yang Chong on the shoulder, pointed at the seat, and then pointed at himself, meaning that the seat was his.

Yang Chong had no choice but to stand up and watch the final match in the corridor. The home team scored a last-minute winner and reversed the visiting team, and the fans at the scene were jubilant.

However, just when the game ended and everyone was preparing to leave, an accident suddenly occurred.

For some unknown reason, the power in the stadium suddenly went out, and the entire stadium was plunged into darkness.

From time to time in the darkness, one or two women's screams and scolding could be heard. One could tell that there must be some evil people who took advantage of the darkness to do something to the women around them.

It seems that this beautiful country is not beautiful at all, and it is full of filth and dirt. Yang Chong was about to leave when he suddenly heard a scream next to him: "Damn, gangster!"

Then my wrist felt tight and was grabbed by a smooth hand.

Yang Chong’s English was not very good, but he could still understand this sentence in English. It was shouting to catch the gangster.

Why are you grabbing my hand, this gangster? Yang Chong was about to shake him off when the lights suddenly came on.

The electricity returned to normal.

At this time, the eyes of almost everyone around were focused on Yang Chong, and their eyes were full of contempt.

The woman who was holding his wrist was looking at him in surprise, with disbelief written in her eyes.

It turned out to be the woman whose basketball he had just stolen from her so that she would not be hit in the face by the basketball.

It was still that beautiful face with almost no flaws, but now it was filled with anger and shock.

"Oh my God, it's you? I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be so vulgar!" The woman angrily accused Yang Chong.

During the few seconds of the power outage, a black hand suddenly touched her buttocks. She was not the kind of person who would swallow her anger and keep quiet, so she immediately reached out and grabbed the other person, screaming loudly.

However, she didn't expect that the person who molested her was the gentleman Oriental man who had just "saved" her. This made her previous good impression disappear instantly, and was replaced by immense disgust.

Yang Chong understood what the other party meant, but his poor English made him at a loss as to how to defend himself.

What's more, verbal excuses are powerless in this situation and cannot clear one's name at all.

The only way is to catch the real gangster and clear your name.

He knew that since the woman thought he was a hooligan, the real hooligan must be around him.

Thinking of this, he did not make any excuses, but immediately turned his head and looked around, looking for suspicious people among the people around him.

He quickly locked onto his target, a tall black man who was looking at him and the woman with a mischievous look on his face.

One look at the look in his eyes revealed that he was the real culprit, and he was secretly smug about diverting the blame.

However, when his eyes met Yang Chong's, he immediately realized the danger and turned around to leave.

Want to run? Yang Chong immediately shouted, "Stop!"

He reached out and grabbed the black man's shoulder.

The black man struggled but couldn't get free.

But he reacted quickly and shouted immediately: "Security, quickly arrest this guy who is harassing Audrey!"

Audrey?

The name sounds familiar.

Chapter 128: Just say "it's unintentional"?

Audrey?

Hearing this somewhat familiar name, Yang Chong suddenly remembered it.

Why did I feel that this beautiful woman was a little familiar? It turns out she was Hai Ben!

No wonder.

Heben was a top superstar in Hollywood in the 1950s and 1960s and had countless fans all over the world. Even in the 21st century, her face is still regarded by movie fans as the most charming face in film history.

Yang Chong had seen many pictures of her in later life, so he was deeply impressed by this beautiful face.

Unexpectedly, after traveling to this era, I actually had some interactions with her.

However, this intersection was a bit laughable, as I was actually regarded as someone who molested a celebrity.

Although at this time Haiben seemed to be just a newcomer in the film industry, he was not as famous as he was in later generations.

At this time, the black man's shouting attracted the attention of the whole audience. The security guard of the stadium also ran over quickly and reached out to grab Yang Chong's arm, preparing to subdue him.

But how could Yang Chong agree? He shook off the hands of the two security guards and grabbed the black man who was about to escape. He shouted, "I'm not the hooligan, he is!"

But unfortunately, his English can only allow him to barely understand what others say, but he cannot express his thoughts correctly.

So he shouted a few times but no one could understand him and no one paid any attention to him.

Instead, the two security guards took out the electric batons from their waists and prepared to stab him.

This time Yang Chong refused to agree. He snatched the electric baton and stabbed the two security guards.

There was a burst of crackling sparks, and the two security guards fell down.

There was an uproar at the scene, and Hai Ben was also stunned. She obviously didn't expect that this gangster could be so violent that he even dared to hit the stadium security guard.

This matter became a big deal. Other security guards also rushed over. Someone even called the police: "Police station? Come to the Garden Arena quickly. It's not the fans who are trampling, there is a gangster! Yes, it's an oriental gangster!"

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around him, Yang Chong knew that he had to leave, otherwise it would be even more troublesome when the police came.

But he didn't want to leave in such an embarrassing manner with a gangster's hat on his head, and Yang Chong was unwilling to do so.

What's more, he didn't even take the security guards seriously.

He knocked down the security guards with a few punches, then grabbed the arm of the black man who caused the accident and dragged him out by the collar.

There was a commotion at the scene, and the onlookers, having witnessed his violence, began to avoid him wherever he went, fearing that the fist would fall on them.

Hai Ben was already standing there dumbfounded at this time, looking at Yang Chong dragging the black man away in shock, and he didn't know what to do.

Just as we were about to reach the entrance of the stadium, we heard sirens blaring outside, and a group of policemen jumped out of the police car and rushed into the stadium.

The stadium staff pointed at Yang Chong and started shouting as if they had seen a savior.

When the police heard this, they pulled out their pistols from their waists, pointed them at Yang Chong and shouted, "Let go of your hands, let go of the hostages, and raise your hands above your head!"

"Put your hands above your head and turn around!"

Yang Chong knew that the guns in the hands of these beautiful country police were never just for decoration.

Especially towards blacks and Orientals, they would shoot without saying a word if they disagreed with the words.

So, he didn't confront him head-on, but immediately dragged the black man back into the gym.

The black man had one of his arms cut off and he didn't dare to resist or struggle. He could only scream and let him do whatever he wanted.

Logically, he should get rid of this burden at this time, which would make it easier to escape.

But when he thought about how he was labeled a gangster for no reason, all because of this nigger, he became furious.

Of course I wouldn't let him go so easily.

He would take him away and torture him.

At this time, the chaos in the stadium had just settled down a little and the fans were about to leave, but he suddenly stepped back, and there was another commotion.

Yang Chong retreated back to the stadium and looked around at the exit and environment of the stadium. There were too many people here, and the exits were probably blocked by the police. It would be difficult to get away with this burden.

Then I might as well teach this nigger who framed me a lesson here and then get away with it.

Thinking of this, Yang Chong looked around and quickly found the passage leading to the bathroom.

He simply dragged the nigger back into the passage.

The onlookers screamed to make way, and the police shouted loudly with guns in both hands, but Yang Chong ignored them.

The police saw him pushing back into the passage but did not stop him because they knew that this passage only led to the bathroom and there were only two exits. As long as they blocked the two exits, Yang Chong would have nowhere to hide.

But what they didn't know was that Yang Chong could travel through space at will, and the dead end had no binding force on him.

He dragged the nigger into the bathroom, then let go and threw him to the ground.

At this time, the black man was so scared that he collapsed into a pile of mud, with one arm hanging down, begging for mercy and admitting his mistake.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have framed you. It was me who touched that woman's butt, not you. Please forgive me. I have a wife and five children at home who need to be supported..."

Yang Chong thought, why are foreigners just like Chinese people, when it comes to begging for mercy, they always bring up their family members.

But it was too late to say anything now. He would not forgive his evil deeds because of a momentary weakness, not to mention that he had put a black hat on himself.

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"It's too late. If you had admitted your mistake right away, I might have let you go. But now you have no chance."

Yang Chong was too lazy to speak English because he knew that no one here could understand his English, let alone the black people.

So he spoke Chinese directly. After that, he reached out and pinched the black man's throat, and broke it with one force. The black man didn't even close his eyes before he died.

He was probably regretting provoking this Oriental guy.