Montreal Building.

This is a dilapidated building that is very incompatible with the bustling Manhattan.

Lin Feng came here according to Walker's message. Although the two were just a simple partnership, Lin Feng was still a little worried about his situation and rushed over.

Walking into the building, a black woman stood listlessly in the lobby.

"Hello, I want to go to the 22nd floor." Lin Feng said to the female receptionist.

The female receptionist glanced at Lin Feng, then pointed to the direction of the elevator: "From there, take the elevator and go straight up."

"Thanks."

Lin Feng thanked him, walked straight into the elevator and took the elevator to the 22nd floor.

The elevator door opened, and two black men who were insured to install the installation team stood at the door of the elevator.

"Who are you?" One of the black men stared at Lin Feng and asked.

"I'll come to find my friend Walker." Lin Feng responded.

"Oh? Are you Lin Feng?" Another black man took the conversation.

Lin Feng nodded: "Where is he?"

"Come with me." The black man waved to Lin Feng, then walked towards the door of the elevator.

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment and followed.

In the corridor, the lights were dim, and Lin Feng could vaguely hear strange sounds coming from the rooms on both sides, like men and women, or as if they were opening a party.

Lin Feng became more and more confused. What is this place?

Just as Lin Feng was wondering, the black man who led the way stopped and the two stood outside the room with the door sign 2203.

The black man knocked.

"Damn, who?" An impatient voice came from inside.

"Lin Feng is here." said the black man.

Hearing his response, the door was opened, and the one who opened the door was a thin white guy.

"Hey, Lin Crazy, it's great that you can come."

When the white guy saw Lin Feng outside the door, he smiled.

Lin Feng nodded at him and asked, "Where is Walker?"

"He's inside, come with me."

The white guy led Lin Feng into the room. It was a large suite with smoke in the living room, and four or five strong black men were playing cards.

"My name is Dennis. You were so cool in the game last night. "The white guy ignored the black guys who were playing cards and led Lin Feng straight to the inner room.

Lin Feng didn't say anything, and this environment made him feel a little uneasy.

"Boss, Lin Crazy is here."

Dennis shouted and pushed the door open.

Lin Feng followed him, but the situation inside surprised Lin Feng. There was a unique world in the room. Dennis led him into the reception room, which was connected to a small casino. The two were partitioned with soundproof glass walls. Lin Feng could see everything in the casino, but could not hear any sound.

At this time, Lin Feng's agent Walker was sitting on the sofa in the reception room, his face looking very ugly. Beside him were two strong black men with strong muscles exposed.

Opposite Walker, a white man in a suit and tie was holding a cigar in his hands and playing with a pair of poker.

"Hey, brother, welcome here."

Lin Feng walked into the reception room, and the white man stood up from the sofa with a smile on his face.

Lin Feng just nodded at him and then looked at Walker: "You seem to be in trouble?"

Walker said with a sad face: "Sorry Lin, if you don't come, they won't let me go."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Lin Feng asked with a calm face.

"Brother, this is not as serious as you think. I just want to find you to cooperate. Unfortunately, your agent doesn't agree." The white man took the conversation, then took out a suitcase from under the coffee table, opened the lid, and threw it on the coffee table, and there were piles of dollars inside.

"As long as you promise to work with me, these are all yours." The white man said in a smoke ring, "By the way, my name is Shaq. If you ask your friends in Manhattan, they must know me."

At this point, Lin Feng had already understood something in his heart. It was obvious that this person named Shaq was doing underground business, and his so-called cooperation was by no means a good thing.

"How do you want to cooperate?" Since it has arrived, Lin Feng can only deal with him first and wait for an opportunity to act.

"It's very simple, as long as you 'perform misperform' in the next game,' Shaq said with a smile.

"You asked me to play counterfeit football?" Lin Feng frowned. He had only heard of some foreign gangs who interfered in the results of certain sports events to make profits. Unexpectedly, this matter actually fell on him.

Shaq shook his head, took a cigar and said, "This is not a fake ball, it's just that your performance is not very good. As for players, there are always times when they perform abnormally, right?"

Lin Feng looked at Shaq. Because he didn't know the details of this guy, he didn't dare to act rashly.

"What if I don't cooperate with you?" Lin Feng was silent for a while and asked back.

"Oh, of course there is no problem." Shaq shrugged: "It's always voluntary to cooperate, but if you don't agree to cooperate, your agent will probably be in trouble. His father owes us $600,000 in gambling debts. Now his father is unable to repay it, so we can only ask him for it. If he doesn't want to continue, he can only follow his father's old path..."

Shaq said, winked at Dennis, who nodded, took a wooden box from somewhere, opened the lid and threw it directly on the ground.

A broken hand rolled out of the box...

Lin Feng took a look at the broken hand and frowned. He had never seen such a scene before.

"This is a left hand. If you don't work with us, your agent will soon lose one right hand." Shaq seemed to be talking about something very common, with a smile on his face.

"I think you didn't understand the key to the problem. The one who owes the debt is Walker's father, and the one who is implicated is Walker. Walker and I are just a partner relationship. Do you think I need to stand up for him?!" Lin Feng said coldly.

After hearing Lin Feng say this, Walker was a little lost. In fact, he also knew that he and Lin Feng were just cooperative and did not have much deep friendship. Therefore, he had no hope for Lin Feng to save him, but he had a glimmer of hope when Lin Feng came, and when Lin Feng said these words, the glimmer of hope in his heart was also shattered.

"You are right, you are indeed not obliged to stand up for him." Shaq smiled, as if Lin Feng's words were expected by him: "So that's the case. Let's talk about our cooperation, it has nothing to do with Walker. I will pay double the money."

"Sorry, this is not a matter of money!" Lin Feng shook his head decisively, and then said, "We will find a way to return the 600,000 US dollars to you, but Walker, I want to take it away."

"Hehe, it seems that you are not as ruthless as you said." Shaq smiled.

When Walker heard that Lin Feng was going to take him away, he showed a look of gratitude in his eyes.

"You want to take the person away, well, let me think about it, let me think about it..."

Shaq was smoking a cigar and paced indoors. He smiled strangely and said to Lin Feng: "Walker, you can take it away, but you want to fight him!"

Shaq pointed at one of the two black men escorting Walker.

"Fight with him?" Lin Feng looked confused.

"Yes, it's very simple. You have a boxing match with him." Shaq laughed and said, "I really want to see how Lin Crazyman, who is omnipotent on the basketball court, performs in the boxing ring. As long as you are willing to play with him, you can take Walker away no matter what the result is, and the money his father owes can be written off."

"Lin! Don't promise him! Once you go to the ring, you will be injured no matter what you win or lose. In that way, you won't be able to play the next game." Walker shouted, and he saw through Shaq's intentions at a glance.

"Damn it, shut up!" The black man slapped Walker hard.

"How is it? This is a sure-making deal." Shaq narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Feng.

"I promise you." After a moment of silence, Lin Feng said: "But my appearance fee is not that cheap. If I win, I will not only take Walker away, but also these dollars will belong to me!"

Lin Feng pointed to the box of US dollars on the coffee table.

"It's okay! I like your greed!!" Shaq laughed and responded happily.
Chapter completed!