The players' parking lot and fans are independent of each other, and there is a special small parking lot. Otherwise, fans can sign autographs and take photos as long as they know the players' cars are waiting there.

The small parking lot is on the fourth floor underground, surrounded by some waste warehouses. Chamberlain often comes here and is very familiar with this parking lot. Although it is a major warehouse, there are no people guarding it because the things in the warehouse are scrap, such as broken seats, eliminated wardrobes, unusable training equipment, etc.

In the past, Chamberlain came to the small parking lot, either during the day or there were several people. This was the first time that he entered the parking lot by himself. Moreover, because most of the cars of Jackson and others had already driven away, the small parking lot was empty, but Morrow was a rookie, and the parking space was in the innermost corner. Chamberlain vaguely looked at it and saw a Toyota Prado parked in the shadow.

A row of lights above the small parking lot was abandoned, so it was pitch black inside, which made Chamberlain a little unhappy and couldn't help but curse: "Hey, he's so stingy. There's only one light on the parking lot in an NHAI stadium? If this is reported, it will definitely be laughed at."

God once said that the more miserable thing than those who cannot wear shoes is that they have no feet.

Chamberlain thought it was enough to be unlucky to run into a parking lot with only one light in the middle of the night. As a result, he just approached Moro's second-hand Toyota Prado. The light above his head was scattered and a crisp sound went out. It was not that it was silently extinguished, but that the lampshade was blown to pieces.

The sudden darkness and the broken glass hitting her body almost scared Chamberlain. Although she was more than seven feet tall, Chamberlain was not very brave. If there was a woman here, such as Taylor or Zhang Zilin, he might have been more courageous out of protection. As a result, he was the only one now. In a shock, he turned around and wanted to run out.

As a result, when he turned around, Chamberlain suddenly felt someone stuck his neck, and then he was kicked hard by someone kneeling. In the severe pain, he couldn't help but scream and then knelt down to the ground. Chamberlain was also a tough character in the fight on the court, but in this dark situation, he was useless. The key was that the other party was better at fighting than him, and he stuck his neck and kicked him down. Then his arms were pulled behind him. With a sound, his two thumbs were tied together by something. Chamberlain struggled hard, but his fingers were strangled and the rope that bound him was extremely tough.

"Save..." Chamberlain made a quick decision and immediately asked for help. As soon as his first syllable was sent out, a cold knife was stuffed into his open mouth and pressed against his tongue.

"Shut up, or die" a plain, almost uneven sound rang out behind him. Chamberlain turned his head and wanted to see who was attacking him, but when he moved, the knife moved, and the sharp blade gently touched the corner of his mouth, and a trace of pain appeared on his mouth. Chamberlain dared not move, and he knew that if he moved, he might be torn to pieces.

When he was not moving, the plain voice behind him rang again: "Haha, you know the current situation very well. Fortunately, you didn't force your head to turn, otherwise my knife would tear your cheeks apart, and then you would become three cheeks, three cheeks, haha."

Chamberlain was almost scared to pee. Why is this laugh so neurotic? Damn, isn’t the security guard at the stadium known as the number one in San Francisco? Why did someone touch the stadium parking lot with a knife? Will these people be able to touch the locker room next?

But now is not the time to pursue the security forces of the arena. Chamberlain's mind is turning wild. He is wondering if there is any way to solve the crisis in front of him. No wonder NHAI stars immediately hire bodyguards after paying their salaries. Chamberlain used to feel that these people were sluts, and they turned out to be used to save lives.

It's too late to regret it now. Chamberlain racked his brains to try to escape, but he was put on the ground and tied his hands in his back mouth and his tongue was pressed by a knife. He couldn't move or talk. He couldn't even struggle, so how could he say he could run away?

The man behind him was pressing Chamberlain silently, and he didn't make any sound, and his breathing was very small, so Chamberlain could hardly hear it. This fear originating from the unknown made him unbearable, but he could not do anything except to endure it.

The lights were broken, and the emergency lights in the small parking lot were flashing. The blue-green emergency lights were shining, and the faint light barely illuminated the small parking lot. Chamberlain lowered his eyelids and looked at it. A strong and powerful hand appeared in front of him with a dagger. The big hand was full of sweat and thick calluses. In addition, there were scars on the back of his hand. From any angle, the hidden violent characteristics can be detected.

This lasted for four or five minutes, and the dull voice finally rang again: "Hello, sir, I will take back the knife, don't shout, otherwise you will consider the consequences yourself."

Chamberlain nodded quickly, the man behind him smiled coldly, and then slowly retracted the knife. It was not until this time that Chamberlain dared to breathe heavily. Just now, he was afraid that his tongue would accidentally move and then be cut off.

After calming down, Chamberlain pretended to be calm and said, "Brother, do you have any need to tell me? Is it difficult to make a living? It doesn't matter. It's not easy for everyone to tell me the account, and I'll ask my friend to call you immediately."

After a while, he said lightly: "No, Mr. Big Star, you guessed it wrong. I'm not here to ask for money, I'm here to kill you."

After hearing this, Chamberlain almost started to scream. Damn it, brother, I usually do not steal or rob, and I also set up a foundation to do good deeds. It is impossible to offend people. Even if I offend them, they will be on the court and never find a killer to kill himself. He turned his head wildly, recalling who he offended so ruthlessly, and thinking about the fact that everyone except New York real estate king Trump does not seem to have this hatred.

Trump's name appeared in Chamberlain's mind, but he did not say it. That would only make things worse and would not threaten the other party. All he had to do was to fight the heart-breaking battle, first messing up the other party's mind and then looking for a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Chamberlain smiled calmly and said, "Don't you really want to kill me, right? At least you haven't had any intention of murder yet, otherwise you don't have to talk nonsense to me. Wouldn't it be okay to kill me directly?"

The man behind him smiled coldly and said slowly: "Mr. Big Star, you are so smart. The main reason why I didn't kill you is two. The first reason is that you are a Chinese hero after all. The second reason is that I want you to die clearly. I just gave you time to repent for the evil things you did. Have you guessed the reason why I asked you?"

After hearing the killer's words, Chamberlain's brain quickly turned, and he subconsciously asked: "You are Chinese, aren't you?" Apart from Chinese, who cares about the honor of Chinese heroes?

The people behind him stopped talking, and Chamberlain felt a little more at ease. He still had a certain influence in the Chinese circle. He could not say that he could open a breakthrough with this point. The first reason was Chamberlain. So he began to think about the meaning of the second reason that the other party said, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he thought about where he said:

"Sir, I think there is definitely a misunderstanding between us. I may not be a good person, but please believe that I have never had any harm to the truth. I may have made mistakes and done something bad, but I don't think that the punishment waiting for me is to kill me."

He said this with justice and confidence. Chamberlain felt that he had never had any bad things. He was not involved in eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking. He usually did his best to help those who could help. Therefore, the righteous words he said were full of spit and a nail.

A sneer from Yubaba sounded behind him, and then several newspapers were thrown in front of him. The killer held Chamberlain's collar and made him kneel on the ground. He spread the newspaper and said lightly: "You can read the news above, what else do you want to say?"

The light in the parking lot was very poor, and Chamberlain almost had to lie on the newspaper to barely see the contents on it. The first newspaper was called The Sun, which was the world-famous British gossip news.

The Sun has a great influence. This newspaper with pure British descent now has more than 3.5 million copies per day. However, although the Sun's sales are very well-known, many people have a bad impression of the Sun, especially those in the sports industry.

Because the Sun's method of reporting news is rough, unprofessional, and it often uses sensational techniques to stimulate sales. The readers of the target are basically people with limited academic knowledge, which meets people's low-level needs. Many of the news reported by this newspaper are gossip that have not been verified, and they are enjoying it.

Chamberlain also hated the Sun because he looked closely and found that the headlines of this damn newspaper that day were "NH King fell into a scandal of blasphemy, and the Chinese hero Chamberlain adopted a girl to satisfy his selfish desires". Chamberlain knew what it was written without looking at the content. The date of this newspaper was the day before the lawsuit was held with two congressmen in Los Angeles. The Sun must have copied some rumors to make a fuss.

But this news made Chamberlain tremble. He finally thought of who would put himself to death. One of the two gangsters was kicked to pieces by a doll. Dandan would never think of being a man again in his life. His family would definitely not be able to bear this shame. The killer was sent by them.

This speculation made Chamberlain panic. If this was true, the other party would definitely not leave him a way out. However, he was not without a chance. Although this killer was very capable, he seemed to have a sense of justice. In addition, he was still a Chinese. If he made good use of these points, he would be enough to turn defeat into victory

Seeing Chamberlain's body trembling, the killer said coldly: "What's wrong? Are you scared? Haven't you done bad things? What are you afraid of now?"

As he said, the killer's big hand touched the back of Chamberlain's neck, and the rough calluses rubbed against his skin, and there was a feeling of itching, but soon, the itching feeling turned into coldness, and the killer pushed the sword behind Chamberlain's head.

Chamberlain tried his best to calm himself down. He swallowed his saliva quickly and shouted, "No, fellow villager, believe that I am slandering the beast who hired you. The news is fake. The two girls mentioned in the report are all adopted by me, one is my sister Yu, and the other is my daughter Yu. I have a deep relationship with them. I may say something a bit messy. I mean, you were deceived by fellow villager, the real villain is the person who hired you to kill me. These are all the words he spread rumors and slander me and my family. I mean, it is the son of the villain who wanted to force Blizzard and the doll, but was kicked and broken by the doll. So he spread rumors and slander us..."

Although I tried hard to calm myself down, it was the first time I encountered such a thing. Chamberlain explained more and more confused. Just then, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang:

"Dad, the call is coming..."
Chapter completed!