Chapter 1 They Headed to the Streets

They chose the same location, the New York borough of Queens, and at night, which would help them conceal their identities.

They chose to do it at night, and because they needed makeup, they went to the makeup studio early in the morning.

Turning a young man into a sixty or seventy-year-old grandpa was a test of the makeup artist's skills, and they hired Hollywood-level artists.

This was also why Nike needed to step in.

They spent the better part of the day getting the makeup done.

It had to be said that the makeup technology in the United States was really strong. After the makeup was done, the gray hair and beard, and the clear wrinkles that were exactly the same as those carved by the years.

Plus, the overall feeling of old age, coupled with some lighting, looked exactly like a real old man.

Smith's makeup was a little simpler.

He played Tang Tian's nephew, who was about the same age as him, but with some facial hair to cover up his appearance.

After finishing the makeup, they rested for a while, and after dinner, they took a car directly to Queens, New York.

The neon lights of Queens at night flickered, and the traffic was constant, making it a unique sight.

But they didn't have time to appreciate these at the moment, and the car went straight to the local streetball court.

The streetball court was more lively at night than during the day. During the day, many people had to go to work to earn money, and at night, they all came out after work.

Almost every streetball court was surrounded by people, and only those with high skills could play.

They found a court with suitable lighting, and then squeezed into the crowd.

Tang Tian glanced inside and couldn't help but laugh.

"Killer" Foster was in there again, and he was dominating.

The two of them really had a lot of fate.

But this was also reasonable.

Foster had told Tang Tian before that his agent had arranged for him to play in the Summer League this year.

But now that the Summer League was gone, he could only hang out on the streetball court here.

Moreover, his strength was outstanding, and he was the focus of the audience here, which felt very comfortable.

Foster and his team won again, and at this time Smith and two actor streetball players took their places and went straight to the court.

Playing streetball usually involved people in the 20-40 age range. Although Smith was playing Tang Tian's nephew, his attire was that of someone in his early fifties.

His appearance immediately caused a burst of booing from the sidelines.

Foster was also stunned for a moment, and smiled as he confirmed with Smith.

After the age of fifty, the proportion of inorganic matter in the bones increases, and the proportion of organic matter decreases.

The bones become inelastic, very hard, and easily fractured when bumped.

This was the reason why Foster confirmed with Smith, it would not be a good thing if he came up and broke a bone after not even two plays.

Smith indicated that he could do it.

Seeing Smith's attitude, the booing from the sidelines became even louder.

They really wanted to see what a person in their fifties was capable of, and how they had the courage to come to the streetball court in New York to play.

Three-on-three, the game started quickly.

Foster was still very strong, but Smith performed very badly. The other side knew that he was in his fifties, and they deliberately let him go when defending.

But he couldn't even make an open layup.

A burst of boos immediately rang out from the sidelines.

They thought Smith was so strong, but they didn't expect him to be so weak.

Respect for the elderly was limited, and they were already giving him face by not shouting for him to go down.

After playing for a while, Foster's side was already leading 3-0, and they could go to the next group with two more goals.

"Wait, uncle, I'm tired, you come on."

Smith then asked Tang Tian for help from the sidelines, according to the previously arranged plot.

Tang Tian took the opportunity to appear.

The players on the sidelines were curious for a while, but when they saw that the person who came up was nearly seventy years old, a person who was a full round older than Smith, they were all stunned.

This was probably the first old man to appear here!

"What?"

Foster also had a disturbed expression.

Smith was already enough before, but now a 70-year-old man, wasn't he afraid of being sent to the hospital with a bump?

"Are you sure?"

This time he really asked seriously.

Tang Tian nodded.

The booing from the sidelines exploded at once. A 70-year-old man against a well-known streetball player was definitely a gimmick!

Of course, the premise was that he wouldn't be as weak as the previous Smith.

Foster originally wanted Tang Tian to go down, but seeing the crowd's reaction, he thought that it was only a matter of two goals, so he didn't say anything.

The game continued.

It was Tang Tian's team's ball.

The pass came from a teammate, and the ball was given to Tang Tian on the outside.

The person defending Tang Tian took a step back, he didn't want to be the one who "accidentally sent a 70-year-old grandpa to the hospital."

Tang Tian had an open opportunity.

He shot, but it was an airball.

There was an immediate burst of boos from the sidelines.

This uncle and nephew were really worse than the other!

Foster also shook his head speechlessly, these two old men were just here to be funny!

Foster's offense was desperately defended by Tang Tian's teammate, and the ball was given to Tang Tian again.

Tang Tian took the ball and went to the basket for a layup. The person defending him let him go a little, but he shot the ball with too much force and went over the bridge, an airball...

The boos on the sidelines were overwhelming. They didn't have time to respect the old and love the young at this time. This was completely wasting other people's time to play!

Foster seized the opportunity to score another goal, they were already leading 4-0, and they could end this funny and boring game by scoring one more goal.

Foster was holding the ball and attacking when he found that the person defending him had become Tang Tian.

Did he think that he would be like his teammates, afraid to make a move because the other party was an old man?

Wrong, compared to that, he now wanted to end this extremely boring game as soon as possible.

He dribbled the ball with alternating hands, and a change of direction was ready to shake him off.

But something unexpected happened to him, the old man actually kept up with his pace!

A burst of cheers rang out from the sidelines.

Foster frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this old man couldn't make a shot, but his footwork was quite flexible.

He made a sudden stop jump shot, but still failed to get rid of him.

Tang Tian reached out.

"Bang!"

Foster's shot went wide of the basket under Tang Tian's interference!

There was a burst of boos from the sidelines, and some people even made contemptuous gestures towards Foster.

Foster was actually defended by a 70-year-old man!

Was this underestimating the enemy? Or was it deliberately letting him score?

"Killer, end this game!"

Someone shouted from the sidelines, obviously they didn't want this boring game to continue.

As soon as the shout was over, the offense and defense switched, and the ball was passed to Tang Tian again, an open three-point opportunity.

He raised his hand and quickly shot.

The fans on the sidelines looked up at the ball, was the old man going to make another airball?