Chapter 94: Colorado is Really a Good Place

Because the team bus was stuck in traffic and couldn't arrive in time, the Lakers group was temporarily arranged to wait in the VIP lounge.

Fan Xi and his group walked into the VIP lounge and saw two strong and tall men arguing.

A white man was a full two meters tall and very strong. He was pushing another black man who was about 1.9 meters tall. The black man's physique was already in the category of strong in the eyes of normal people, but compared to the two-meter-tall giant, he still looked "thin."

The verbal dispute between the two quickly evolved into actual action. The white man took the lead, grabbing the black man's collar hard, intending to use absolute strength to flip the black man over.

However, the black man didn't move at all, and took advantage of the trend to rush forward, then hugged the white giant and performed a back-throw... Pfft!

The white giant fell to the ground immediately, making a huge vibrating sound.

The Lakers group was dumbfounded.

At this time, the airport security personnel ran over, they persuaded, and after much effort to pull the two apart, a burst of comfort finally calmed this "war."

Fan Xi was secretly shocked, thinking that the folk customs of Colorado are fierce, these two people fighting is no different from beasts.

At this time, Matt Barnes standing beside him whispered: "Jack, the black man who won is your opponent tonight, Raymond Felton."

"The one who was knocked down by him is a star player of the Colorado State University football team." Matt Barnes clicked his tongue: "Raymond Felton is really strong."

Football is the most popular sport in North America. The annual Super Bowl is called the American Spring Festival Gala and is the liveliest non-statutory holiday. Football players are known for being strong, and even quarterbacks are stronger than point guards on the basketball court.

"The one Raymond Felton flipped over wasn't just a quarterback, it must be a defensive player. It could be a defensive lineman (DL), or even more likely a defensive back (DB)... Football defensive groups are all big meat shields, because they need to use their bodies to resist the opponent's powerful impact."

"Raymond Felton hasn't done less strength training these years. It seems he can't beat Paul and Deron in technique, so he wants to crush them with strength."

Lamar Odom laughed and teased.

At this time, Fan Xi heard Mike Dunleavy's somewhat sour voice: "Hey, Jack, you have to be careful tonight. Lest you get your ribs broken by this guy."

Fan Xi looked at Mike Dunleavy and didn't speak.

Since this guy was traded to Los Angeles, although he has been trying hard to integrate into the triangle offense system, he has always had some inexplicable estrangement with Fan Xi. Mike Dunleavy is in a contract year this year, he wants to play good stats, wants to get a higher tactical status, he initially thought Fan Xi was a soft persimmon, but as Fan Xi's performance became more and more excellent, and the legendary achievements he won in the All-Star Game, he gradually felt desperate. Moreover, Fan Xi's status in the hearts of home fans has risen linearly, comparable to the team's second person.

He had to give up this unrealistic idea, but his prejudice in his heart still couldn't change. He always wanted to say two sour words to satisfy his pitiful sense of superiority.

Maybe it's because he felt from the bottom of his heart that a yellow-skinned player is not enough to become the team's tactical core.

Dunleavy is a white man. White people in a league dominated by black people are easily subjected to unfair discrimination, but he prefers not to resist black people, but to target the more "fragile" yellow race.

This kind of person is probably the coward in Lu Xun's pen.

When a coward is angry, he draws his knife on the weaker.

Because he had been holding his urine on the plane, Fan Xi went to the toilet after putting his luggage away.

When he walked to the corner, he ran into a black old man asking for help. The old man asked him how to get to the VIP lounge. Fan Xi pointed out a road and led him to the main road closest to the VIP lounge.

This black old man was very grateful to Fan Xi and said Fan Xi was a true gentleman.

Fan Xi just smiled and walked quickly into the restroom.

When he was standing at the urinal releasing freely, Raymond Felton actually walked in, he seemed to be looking for something.

However, when he recognized Fan Xi, a man who made him "dream about," he didn't care what the occasion was.

He walked straight to Fan Xi's side and said to Fan Xi in a condescending and arrogant tone: "Hey, kid, I'm your opponent tonight. I watched your performance in the All-Star Game, I think it's flashy but not solid, nothing more."

"Tonight, I will let you see what a real American guard is."

"Wait, I will smash your fragile body and squeeze your soft eggs!!"

Saying that, the arrogant Raymond subconsciously glanced at Fan Xi's below.

His expression instantly appeared a trace of shock.

That was the scale of his dreams.

He muttered a sentence in his heart: Useless.

Using Ah Q spirit to encourage himself.

And showed a strong posture, showing his biceps to Fan Xi: "Tonight, I will definitely beat you up, poor Chinese guy."

Saying that, Raymond Felton turned and left the restroom.

Fan Xi didn't say a word during the whole process.

He wasn't used to arguing with others in such a private place.

He just felt that Raymond Felton was very arrogant and rude, a guy without upbringing.

At the same time, Raymond had returned to the VIP lounge, his face full of arrogance. He felt that his momentum just now completely overwhelmed Fan Xi, and Fan Xi didn't even dare to say a word in front of him.

Therefore, he even shouted to the Lakers players: "Guys, welcome to Denver. Let your little guy be careful, his miracle stops in Denver."

Then, he ran over to find the black old man who had just been pointed out by Fan Xi, and called him Dad.

He even boasted in front of his father: "Daddy, your son's professional prospects have stepped on the super express train. Now I am the leader of the Nuggets. Tonight I will become a superstar in the league. By then, I can buy you a big house anywhere."

The old black man laughed.

He was very happy that his son had gained unprecedented ball possession after coming to Denver, and he sincerely wished his son a bright future and become the "Deron Williams" or "Chris Paul" he often talked about.

He knew his son very well. Although he was irritable, arrogant, and impossible to be surpassed, what he dreamed of was becoming the best point guard in the league. This time, he invited himself from South Carolina, saying he wanted to witness his take-off, he must have had some certainty.

It's really good.

Old Felton thought to himself: Colorado is really a good place, everyone here is so friendly, my son can gain the success he expects here, really good.

... ===== CHAPTER 95 =====