If Tang Hao expressed his inner thoughts, many people would definitely think he was crazy because he felt that the person sitting next to him was the former star of the Lakers and the strongest center in NBA history, "Big Shark" O'Neal.

It’s not that he was possessed by Sherlock Holmes, but that he had watched similar programs in his previous life, but he obviously pretended to be a taxi driver, and finally revealed his identity, which surprised the passengers and created the program effect. Although he could not remember what the program was called, he still remembered this process freshly.

He was not sure at first, but when the driver talked about basketball and NBA, he guessed it was 10*.

"Hey, man, even if you don't know basketball, you don't need that expression?" O'Neal said with a smile.

Meeting O'Neal was a surprise, but he didn't mean to expose it in person, and said with a hint of apology: "Sorry, I just think your outfit is a bit funny."

"My outfit?"

"Your clothes."

"Of course, I'm a taxi driver, and my clothes should make passengers happy." O'Neal nodded, and it felt like he was talking to himself.

Tang Hao couldn't help but smile. Although he didn't know much about NBA, he still knew about top superstars like O'Neal. It is said that this guy has a very funny talent, and it seems that the legend is true.

"So, do you know basketball?" At this time, the green light was on, O'Neal started the car and continued to ask.

"Yes, I know, although I haven't watched NBA games, I know there are NBAs in the United States, and I know there is a Lakers in Los Angeles, which is a very famous team." Tang Hao nodded and said.

"Oh, you know a lot, the Purple Gold Legion, the Lakers." O'Neal said with pride.

"yes."

"So do you have any basketball stars you like?" O'Neal asked with some anticipation at this time.

"Do you mean the outside or the inside?"

"You also know the inside and the outside." O'Neal said with a smile.

"Of course I know."

"So if it's outside?" O'Neal said and turned a corner.

"If it comes to the outside, I know Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, and Tracy McGrady." Tang Hao replied.

"You know a lot, so who is your favorite?" O'Neal asked.

"If you like the most, Kobe Bryant, I've watched some videos of him. That's a very powerful guy." Tang Hao said.

"Bryant," O'Neal said with a sudden smile, "That's a great guy, and then, here is Los Angeles, of course that's the answer."

"What about the inside?" O'Neal said, turning his head to look at Tang Hao. Compared to the previous one, he obviously cared more about this answer.

"When it comes to the inside," Tang Hao said, looking at O'Neal, and then spoke, "Yao Ming."

"Yao..." O'Neal smiled bitterly and continued, "Of course, you are Chinese, and Yao is your favorite insider."

"Yes, he is the number one center in the NBA." Tang Hao said afterwards.

"Oh, Yao is a very good guy, but he is still a little far from the first center." O'Neal said with a smile.

"Why not? I know when he was in the NBA, he was rampant in the inside, and no inside was his opponent. I remember that the news often said that O'Neal and Howard, the strongest centers he played in the NBA, had no temper." Tang Hao said.

"Hey, man, the media is all lying. O'Neal has never been beaten and has no temper." O'Neal retorted.

"Of course, that's the old O'Neal and Yao Shark showdown, which is the media's favorite thing to report on." Tang Hao said with a smile.

"Yes, that was a wonderful memory. Yao Ming was tall and Shaq was strong. Their confrontation would always be very exciting." O'Neal also said with emotion at this time.

Looking at O'Neal's expression, Tang Hao was completely sure of his identity in front of him.

The car continued to move forward and soon arrived. Because the traffic jams in the street ahead were so serious, he got off one street in advance.

Tang Hao is ready to pay.

But at this moment, O'Neal began to take off his hat, take off his wig, and touched his bald head and looked at Tang Hao.

This is also the last and most exciting part of this show.

O'Neal made a funny face in front of the camera, ready to scare Tang Hao.

Tang Hao turned around and saw O'Neal, and was startled, but he quickly smiled and said, "Shake, you almost scared me."

O'Neal was stunned for a moment, withdrew his face and said, "Did you recognize me?"

Tang Hao nodded.

"When?" O'Neal asked in confusion.

"I quickly recognized it after getting in the car."

"Really? Is my outfit bad?" O'Neal looked surprised.

"No, I don't think a taxi driver knows basketball so well, and he's so big." Tang Hao smiled and pointed to the rearview mirror in the middle, "And you keep looking there, I guess this is a show."

"Oh, you're such a smart guy." O'Neal shook his head with a wry smile.

"Of course, the main reason is that I have watched your game. In my heart, like Yao, you are the greatest center." Tang Hao said as he stretched out his hand.

O'Neal was surprised when he heard Tang Hao's words, and then said happily: "Oh, my guy, you are the best passenger I pulled today."

"Thank you." Tang Hao and O'Neal hugged each other, paid the money, and then got out of the car and left.

Carrying the things I bought from the supermarket and walking on the streets home, Tang Hao really felt like living in the United States at this time.

He walked forward a while and when he passed by the alley, he saw someone sitting at the entrance of the alley with an iron lunch box in front of him.

Although the United States has a developed economy, the problem of homeless people has always been a big problem. The number of people who are wandering abroad due to unemployment every year is far more than that of China.

Tang Hao has seen a lot of this in Los Angeles just a few days ago.

However, the homeless man in front of him looked a little different. First of all, his face looked like an Asian face. Because his face was dirty, he couldn't tell which country it was. And unlike other homeless men, when he saw someone coming, he didn't speak or look at people, just staring at the iron lunch box in a daze.

Asian homeless people are rare in the United States. After all, most people are willing to beggars in a foreign country.

Tang Hao walked past him and saw that there was nothing in the lunch box. He took out ten dollars from his bag and put it in the iron lunch box in front of him.

The Asian homeless man was stunned for a moment, looked up at Tang Hao, and seemed to have never expected anyone to give him money.

Tang Hao didn't say anything, smiled and then got up and left.

I walked along the alley for a while, and through the entrance of the alley, I could reach the villa where he lived.

However, before he stepped out of the alley, several people came out of the oblique side of the alley.

The hair was dyed in various strange colors, and the two in front of them were holding wooden sticks. The person in charge looked at the white man who was only twenty-three or four years old, with tattoos all over his neck and arms.

"A fat sheep accidentally broke into the wolf's nest. So what will happen to him next?" The tattooed man chewed chewing gum in his mouth and looked at Tang Hao with a playful look on his face.

"It will be eaten." A black man next to him said, pounding his palm with a stick.

"If it has enough meat, then I believe it can save a life." Another black man followed.

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment.

He felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. After his head turned around, he realized that this was the opening remark of the American version of the robbery!

At this moment, several black people appeared on the other end of the alley, and there must be at least one person.

Tang Hao turned around and saw this scene, thinking of the homeless man before.

Is this a group?

"Don't think about slipping away. No sheep can break free from the wolves. Take out your money, you're yellow-skinned!" the black man holding the stick scolded.

"James, be gentle and so rude, others will think you are rude." The tattooed man smiled and looked at Tang Hao, "I know you live in a villa not far away in front of you. I have been observing you for several days, so don't pretend to be out of money, hand over the money obediently, and beat you up less."

At this time, the people behind also walked up, clamping Tang Hao in the alley, without giving him any room to escape.

"I have money." Tang Hao said, putting the things bought from the supermarket on the ground.

"What?" The tattooed man didn't seem to expect Tang Hao to say that, and couldn't help laughing, "Did you hear it? He said he is rich and what an honest Asian."

After smiling for a while, his face turned cold, and then he looked at Tang Hao fiercely: "If you have money, just hand it over to me, right away!"

"But the money is mine, why do you give it to you?" Tang Hao said as he took off his coat.

I have been to Los Angeles for several days, and he has been training alone. It is indeed a bit boring, so I took the group of people in front of me to warm up my hands.

"Jack!" But before he threw away his coat, he heard a scolding sound.

Hearing the shout, the tattooed man suddenly paused one by one, then unconsciously touched his face, and then said nervously: "That guy Jin is here?"

The people behind Tang Hao looked back and nodded immediately.

Tang Hao also looked back at this time and saw that the person who came over was the homeless man who had given him money at the entrance of the alley just now.

"Bah, it's really unlucky." Jack glanced at Tang Hao and spit out phlegm, as if he was hesitating.

"Boss, will we withdraw?" the black man holding the stick said.

"Remove this ghost, we have too many people this time, why are we afraid of him?" Jack's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and then he said to a younger brother beside him, "Look at this Asian man, don't let him run away. Others come with me. Today we want to give this guy some color."

Not a group of people? And there are grudges?

Realizing this, Tang Hao also gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

"Don't think of running away." What was left was the thinnest among the group, half a head shorter than Tang Hao, perhaps to give him courage and threaten him.

Tang Hao spread his hands and then looked at the homeless man.

"Kin, why, you want to meddle in other people's business again?" Jack walked to the homeless man, signaled his subordinates to surround him, and then spoke.
To be continued...