Basketball's most talented forward is on the left

"Is this some kind of performance art..."

Twisting his lips, Zuo Li turned around and saw a guy with such an image. To be honest, if he were in China, Zuo Li would have called the police, but here, let alone, people with this kind of image are quite common.

However, Zuo Li still maintained the necessary vigilance, because even in China, a person dressed like this is most likely an older young and Dangerous kid or a street kid. Anyway, he is a guy that ordinary people don't want to meet. But here, forget it, then

He is a dangerous man. Although New York is one of the few states that bans guns, the danger in Harlem no longer needs a gun to explain.

So Zuo Li was ready to run immediately. After all, although he was not an ordinary person, considering that he was less than 9 years old, applying oil to the soles of his feet was definitely the best way.

However, the visitor obviously didn't see Zuo Li's expression, but took a puff of his cigarette, drank it down with wine, and slowly walked up to the wooden sign: "You're here to see this guy too.

,Does anyone still remember who he is now?"

When Zuo Li heard this, he thought it was a bit ridiculous, which also stopped him from running away. This was a goat, a guy who had influenced the streetball world for decades. He might be forgotten in the future, but it wouldn't be where streetball is at its peak now.

"Of course, even if you don't play street ball, many people will know about it. If you don't believe it, look at the guys who come here to play. There should be many of them who come here just for this name." Zuo Li pointed.

Pointing to the name on the sign, Zuo Li guessed at this time that this uncle was not one of those people who had been beaten to death by a goat. He was not here to cause trouble...

"Hahahaha, yes, that would be great." Who would have thought that after listening to Zuo Li's words, the black uncle not only didn't get angry, but actually laughed, and then he smoked and drank and became even happier.

Zuo Li: "..."

Okay, it seems that Zuo Li thinks too much. This guy probably just drank too much and had nothing to do to have fun. Zuo Li decided that he couldn't stay with such a fool. Zuo Li still wanted to go while it was still dark.

Look over there at 99th Street. It is said that Goat, who retired from the world at the age of 25, founded the "Goat League" on 99th Street. Stars from all walks of life came here, including brothers Bernard King and Albert King and later the Rockets.

Spurs double champion Mario Alli came from the "GOAT League", Zuo Li still wanted to visit.

But just as he was about to leave, the uncle behind him suddenly stopped Zuo Li.

"Hey, how's this Asian guy doing? Are you interested in learning streetball?"

Zuo Li stopped when he heard the words, turned his head slightly, looked up and down, and said nothing, but the meaning was obvious: 'Uncle, with a body like yours, how can you teach others to play street ball? Moreover,

Who are you???'

"Hahahaha, kids nowadays are really rude." The uncle laughed indifferently to the sky, and the two-piece set of tobacco and alcohol was no longer in his hand, and instead it came out from nowhere.

of a basketball.

Zuo Li turned his head and looked behind him, where did this thing come from? I never heard that black people have the talent of magicians.

But that's not important. What's important is that the uncle threw the basketball to Zuo Li: "Here, let me see your strength."

Zuo Li caught the ball with a confused look on his face. He thought to himself that there are really people out there these days. You can meet this weirdo just by going out. Do I agree? Just let me come. And you are the same age as a guy.

Is it appropriate for people to PK?

Zuo Li didn't know yet that from the moment he caught the ball, history had once again reached a turning point...

But Zuo Li didn't object. Playing a ball on this court was one of Zuo Li's reasons for coming here. If you want to play, let's do it.

But the main reason why Zuo Li accepted it calmly was that he didn't take this hunchbacked, smoking and drinking uncle seriously at all. Although Zuo Li was young, his strength had really grown rapidly recently. Moreover, in terms of height, Zuo Li

Zuo Li will not lose, and speed is Zuo Li's pride. How can he lose with this thing?

But soon, Zuo Li could no longer remain calm...

On the first ball, Li made a crossover from the left and exploded the ball to score a point. He received a compliment from the uncle: "Not bad."

However, when Zuo Li, who was on the offensive for the second ball, was snatched away with one finger from behind, Zuo Li realized that something was wrong.

The ball changed hands, and the uncle calmly held the ball and dribbled the ball. Zuo Li quickly realized that this guy was definitely a veteran. At least Zuo Li had no chance to intercept the ball. Maybe it was because he was old and his speed was very fast.

Slowly, but the continuous changes of direction and shaking still left a gap in Zuoli's defense. With an easy shot, the score was tied.

And then, just like a street ball tutorial, the black uncle who had no advantage in speed, height, or even strength scored 5 points in a row, and Zuo Li lost the first game he had ever played here...

"OKOKOK! I admit, you are really strong." Zuo Li, who had been teased for a long time, sat down on the sidelines and said. He is really convinced now. Are you so stupid on the streets of America? Just meet someone casually.

The uncle can beat him up. Although he is still very young, the opponent is obviously old. There is no confrontation and no speed. He can defeat himself so easily just by relying on skills, experience and soft touch. It is hard to imagine.

What kind of strength would he have had when he was young? Is such a guy a nobody on the streets of Harlem?!

"Huh, you know how powerful you are, kid. If I were young, I could hit you 10 times." The uncle panted and sat down next to Zuo Li, with memories in his eyes.

Zuo Li expressed his understanding. Who is still young?

"But you're not bad either. I thought Asians couldn't play basketball. You changed my view of Asians. Your basic skills are very solid, but you just lack some experience and skills."

"Humph, I just let you win once. Give me another year, no, two years. When I am 10 years old, I will definitely be able to defeat you!" The failure inspired Zuo Li's fighting spirit, and he stood up and said.

"WAIT, WAIT, what did you say? How old are you?!"

"Eight years old."

"FUCK! How can you be 8 years old?!"

"Guaranteed replacement if fake."

“WTF…”

This time it was the black uncle's turn to be shocked. He could be 8 years old. He thought about what he was like when he was 8 years old...and then he fell into ecstasy. If what he just said was 8 points false, now he wants to teach Zuo Li how to play.

My heart is 100% sincere.

"How about it, do you want to learn? I can pass on all my skills and experience to you."

"Well, I have a coach."

"It's not important. I don't know those things, and they can never teach me what I know!" The black uncle's waist straightened.

"Damn, you're so arrogant...So, who are you?"

"Formal introduction, my name is Earl McNicolter, nicknamed Goat!"