The God-level Steal in Sports Chapter 260

The Warriors’ first loss to the Lakers deeply disappointed Warriors fans.

Although it was only the first game, veteran fans saw some underlying issues. If they couldn’t find a way to contain Zhou Feng, the subsequent games would undoubtedly end in defeat.

The thought of this left Warriors fans utterly dejected.

In stark contrast to the Warriors’ fans were the Lakers’ fans. Ever since their victory over the Warriors, Lakers fans had been parading through the streets with banners.

“Sweep the Warriors!”

At this time, some small vendors in Los Angeles also discovered a business opportunity, producing many small toys and merchandise.

“Sweep the Warriors” shirts, “Sweep the Warriors” dolls, “Sweep the Warriors” daily necessities… Merchants who discovered this opportunity made a fortune.

During his break, Zhou Feng was out strolling and noticed many small vendors hawking these items on both sides of the street. These vendors particularly enjoyed promoting their wares to tourists, and among them, Chinese tourists were the most eager to buy these small goods.

As soon as Zhou Feng walked in, a small vendor rushed over, enthusiastically promoting a shirt featuring a cartoon image of Zhou Feng’s head along with the heads of Warriors players.

The design depicted Zhou Feng single-handedly defeating the Warriors players.

“You’re Chinese, right? Even though you’re wearing a mask and sunglasses, with my sharp eyes, I can tell you’re Chinese at a glance. How about this shirt? It’s unique to Los Angeles. How much face would you have taking it back to China as a souvenir? Buy a few more for your relatives and friends!”

“This shirt is very cheap, only 50 dollars apiece!”

“Just tell me, yes or no! This shirt is very popular. If you don’t want it, I’ll sell it to someone else!”

Zhou Feng smiled helplessly, waved his hand, and said, “No, thank you!”

The small vendor showed no sign of dejection from the failed sale; instead, a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

The American vendor opened his denim jacket, revealing various small trinkets hanging inside, all related to the Lakers-Warriors game.

“Where did you get these items?” Zhou Feng remembered not authorizing anyone to make such things. It seemed these items were all pirated, produced by small workshops.

The American vendor cautiously eyed Zhou Feng, but with Zhou Feng’s dark sunglasses and mask, he couldn’t make out much. If it weren’t for Zhou Feng’s height, which was simply too tall, he might have had some bad ideas, as the chance of being caught after robbing a foreigner and escaping was almost zero.

After a quick comparison, the American vendor still didn’t dare to act, but he asked, “Why are you asking? What does this have to do with you? If you want to buy, buy. If not, get lost!”

Zhou Feng grabbed the American vendor by the collar and lifted him up.

“What do you want? Are you trying to rob me?” the American vendor shouted.

Zhou Feng hadn’t initially intended to dwell on this matter, as piracy was difficult to prevent. However, when the vendor opened his denim jacket, Zhou Feng saw some very low-quality items with his likeness on them. If these were sold, it would definitely affect his reputation.

People would buy them because of his image, and if they broke before they were even played with or used at home, they would surely curse him behind his back.

Especially the Chinese people who came specifically for Zhou Feng!

If it were just one shirt, Zhou Feng wouldn’t have cared much. But discovering so many substandard small toys meant this matter couldn’t be simply dismissed.

The American vendor was relatively short and not very strong. Once Zhou Feng lifted him with one hand, he could only struggle desperately, but it was to no avail.

“Let me go! Do you know whose man I am? I’m Boss Effis’s man! You’ve offended me, you’re dead!”

Zhou Feng slapped the American vendor across the face. A red handprint immediately appeared, stunning the vendor.

In the past, whenever he mentioned Boss Effis’s name, the other party would usually show some respect. Even if they didn’t let him go, they wouldn’t make things too difficult for him. But Zhou Feng seemed to have never heard of him and directly slapped him.

Zhou Feng was very strong. Although this slap wasn’t full force, it wasn’t light either.

“Answer what I ask! If you dare to say anything else, I’ll slap you again!”

“O-okay!”

“Where did you get these shoddy small items?” Zhou Feng adjusted his sunglasses and asked coldly.

“Uh… Help! Help! This person wants to rob me!”

Just then, American patrol police passed by, and the American vendor shouted loudly at the top of his lungs.

Hearing the cry for help, the American patrol police quickly rushed over. A smile appeared on the vendor’s face, but it didn’t last long before another slap stunned him.

The police were already here, and not only did he not run, but he even started a fight. Who gave him such courage?

The American vendor clutched his face, looking at Zhou Feng in horror.

Seeing the police arrive, Zhou Feng finally released the vendor.

The American vendor dodged Zhou Feng and walked towards the police, shouting, “Officer, help! This person wants to murder and rob! You didn’t see how vicious he was just now…”

The vendor covered his face, constantly playing the victim and accusing Zhou Feng of his misdeeds first.

However, the American police didn’t seem to be listening to the vendor; instead, their eyes were fixed on Zhou Feng, who was behind the vendor.

After a while, the vendor also realized something was off because none of the police officers were looking at him.

“What’s going on? Why is everyone acting so strange today?” the vendor wondered.

But when he turned around and saw Zhou Feng, his body involuntarily trembled.

“You… you’re Zhou Feng!”

“The one and only!”

At this moment, the vendor’s legs went soft. He knew his business was irregular, but he never expected to encounter the real owner today.

Seeing the collapsed vendor, the police were momentarily stunned, then recovered and came over to inquire about the whole incident.

After explaining, Zhou Feng said, “I hope the Los Angeles police can eradicate these counterfeit and shoddy products produced by small workshops.”

Zhou Feng then accompanied the police to the Los Angeles Police Department.