Leaving Lao Pei, whose face was full of dullness and fear, I laughed wildly, slowly came out of the restaurant, and then got into Du Hang's car directly.

Du Hangmi stared back and forth behind me, then took out a folded dagger from his pocket and opened the door with a bang.

I turned my head and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Du Hang bit his mouth and replied: "Boss, is it too many people inside that are not easy to do it? Then I'll do it, I don't care about this."

"I don't care, just drive away!" I was stunned and said with a glance.

Du Hang was stunned for a moment, and did not ask any more questions. He started the car and drove straight to the street entrance.

Relying on the seat, I lit a cigarette and whispered: "What I like most about you is that you are simple. You never talk much, and you never have many things."

Du Hang glanced at me through the reflector, smiled without any response.

"Before entering the restaurant, I told myself that this time I was trying to be a person. But when I saw Lao Pei's family gathered together, I couldn't be cruel and heartbroken." I seemed to say it to him, and I was talking to myself: "Do you think my personality is not suitable for the head?"

Du Hang was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Boss, are you a good person?"

I shook my head with a self-deprecating feeling: "Good people? Good people can play tricks and trick them. I have worked all the rest except not doing good things."

"But to me, you are a good person." Du Hang gasped and said, "When I was the most isolated and helpless, you gave me a glimmer of hope. When I thought I was more garbage than garbage, you told me with practical actions that I could afford Maserati, even though what you asked me to do was not a good thing."

Listening to his words, I fell into deep thought.

The most tragic part of life is that I always like to use my narrow opinions to judge good and bad, and then trap myself in the definition of good and bad, and I can't escape it. Most people in the world do this, and I can't avoid the vulgarity.

I admit that when I saw Lao Pei's family enjoying family happiness, I really felt soft-hearted and even began to question whether I could be considered an individual.

"Boss, to put it in a more clichéd sentence, right and wrong, merit and demerit are written by the winner. You can't afford to be happy now, what do you care about?" Du Hang dunked a cigarette and smiled dryly: "I don't have any social experience, but I understand it very well in my heart that only by living first can people have the opportunity to establish themselves. If you fall this time, I can guess it with my feet. It won't take long to get your name to be the organizer of the gang."

I rubbed my cheeks and smiled bitterly: "Haha, yes..."

While talking, we happened to pass by an open-air wild court and saw that there were only one or two children playing inside. I waved my hand and said, "Let's stop, let's exercise."

"Ah?" Du Hang was obviously stunned. He probably didn't understand why I thought it was one after another.

"Let's go." I smiled and nodded: "Enjoy the present, don't push everything to tomorrow. What if you suddenly have any disease tomorrow, and you can't even play basketball in the future."

After a while, we parked our car near the court.

I got up and grabbed a purple and golden robe with No. 24 printed on it and said, "I'm wearing this, you're wearing that red one."

"Okay." Du Hang nodded with a smile and introduced: "The purple and golden jersey belongs to my idol Kobe, a man standing at the top of the NBA food chain."

As he spoke, he picked up the red jersey and said, "This No. 23 belongs to Jordan, another idol, and the god of another era."

"Jordan, I know, is it that dark person who plays like flying?" I responded with a smile.

In fact, I am really a layman when it comes to playing basketball. My only memory is that when I went to school, I, Qian Long and Yang Chen finally skipped classes, and climbed out of the school wall and could only kill time from the basketball court.

We were poor during that time, and a cigarette was needed by three brothers to smoke, but we were rich during that time, and we had real friendships that could not be defeated by a thousand gold coins.

After changing outfits, Du Hang took out two pairs of sneakers and a basketball from the trunk and said enthusiastically: "These two pairs of shoes are all genuine, one pair of James nine generations, and the other pair of Paul ten generations, and all of them were bought by a classmate who was doing purchasing agents in the United States."

Looking at Du Hang, who was full of excitement and spitting to me, I felt like a child for the first time.

After packing up, we jumped into the stadium.

It's not said that, but this kid looks quite dull, but it's really interesting to use the ball. He's playing with crotch, flowers, etc., and when he comes to a basketball stand, he passes the ball to me, and I smash it into the basket as if I vented.

However, the technology is really in the email address, and the ball hit the rebound with a "bang" and never went in.

After Du Hang jumped up and took off the rebound, he made a flowing back shot. The ball drew an arc and passed through the basket. He quickly picked up the ball and threw it to me, and said happily: "Boss, this game is particularly mentally oriented. The more stable you are, the more stable the ball can be."

"I'm called hiding my brain. In fact, I was a famous sharpshooter when I was in school." I was joking with a strong face without blushing, and continued to throw the ball towards the basket.

We were just talking and laughing and playing, until we were so tired that we were breathing heavily, then we sat on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, looked at the sky with comfort, enjoying the evening breeze that was blowing through our faces.

He wiped his forehead covered with sweat twice and asked at me, "I have wine in my car, do you want to drink some?"

"It's all right, I can't beat you when playing basketball, but I can't drink you even if I drink alcohol." I waved my hand carelessly.

After a while, he returned to the stadium with two cans of beer. I had no dialogue with him and just touched the bottle and drank it.

Before I knew it, after I took the beer, Du Hang's cheeks turned red, and he shouted "ahhh" as he was holding the basketball while shooting. I looked at my brother as if I was looking at my brother.

In today's real society where pressure is as heavy as Mount Tai, most people are strangled by life as soon as they come out of school, so they only dare to be unscrupulous after being drunk and can control their adrenal glands. They say no more or less.

Du Hang grabbed the basketball suddenly, twisted his body and threw it hard towards the ball rack on the other side. He roared with his hands and chest like a gorilla: "I remain silent when I am sober, but I will definitely dare to strike hard when I am drunk."
Chapter completed!