The sound of fighting was like streaks of lightning, piercing the calm night sky.
Harden and Durant, who were having fun in the private room, were attracted by the sudden sound.
The two hurriedly opened the door, and the sight in front of them surprised them.
Lambert was stepping on the face of a fan wearing a Celtics uniform, asking, "Who gave you the courage to be so unreasonable to NBA players!"
His eyes were full of anger, and the fan's face was so red that he could hardly breathe.
His hands were tied behind his back and his body lay helpless on the ground.
Harden and Durant stood at the door, stunned by what they saw.
They didn't expect to see such a scene, but soon they realized they had to intervene immediately.
Harden was the first to react. He walked quickly towards Lambert, grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away from the fan's face.
"Anjuan, what's going on?" Harden asked seriously, his eyes scanning the tied up fan.
"When I came out of the private room, these guys were surrounding Mr. Bai, with fierce looks on their faces. I yelled at them, but they were ignored. Moreover, they tried to punch and hurt others, so I took care of them all!"
Lambert briefly told Harden the whole story.
Harden looked at Bai Qiang, who nodded:
"Yes, what Lambert said is true. These people's language was offensive and their attitude was arrogant. I just wanted to teach them a lesson, but An Juan beat me to it."
"Who are you?" Harden asked the strong men.
"We..." The strong men were about to speak, but Harden interrupted them with a wave of his hand:
"Shut up if you don't want to die!"
Soon, a siren sounded outside the nightclub. It was the store owner who called the police.
The police came in and took everyone involved to the police station.
At this time, the customers in the store had dispersed, leaving only the clerks cleaning up the scene.
…
In the police station, Harden and Durant were surrounded by a group of enthusiastic police officers.
They recognized the two basketball superstars at a glance and came up to express their warm welcome.
"Harden, Durant, hello! Welcome to our police station."
A police officer came forward to shake hands with them on behalf of everyone.
Harden and Durant nodded, with awkward but still friendly smiles on their faces.
They have been invited to the police station as a guest, how can it be better?
They were seated on two comfortable chairs and a cup of hot tea was brought to them.
"We will take a brief note now to understand what you know."
A female police officer took out a notebook and pen and prepared to take notes.
Harden took a deep breath and began to convey to the police what Lambert said in detail.
He recreated the conversation as closely as possible, describing Lambert's tone and movements.
He could even feel the tension as he described the moment Lambert picked up the bottle.
On the other side, the nightclub staff also transferred the surveillance video to the police.
The picture clearly recorded the entire incident, and the truth was clear at a glance.
A police officer frowned while watching, and he cursed in a low voice: "This bastard."
After receiving the transcripts, Harden and Durant were sent out of the police station by the police.
Their clenched fists unclenched and they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
They know that although this matter has come to an end for the time being, their cooperation will still be needed in the subsequent handling.
They also know that this incident is just the beginning and they need to face more such things.
"Wait a minute, officer, we have two more people." Durant suddenly thought that Bai Qiang and Lambert were still in the bureau.
The police officers frowned and nodded, "The two of them still need to be investigated further."
Durant and Harden looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
They know that Bai Qiang and Lambert may be facing greater troubles.
In front of the police station, two police cars were parked quietly.
Harden and Durant got in the car, and the car started slowly and drove away.
The police station arranged for a dedicated driver to take the two to the hotel where the Nets were staying.
Bai Qiang and Lambert were kept at the police station for further investigation.
The police officers questioned Bai Qiang and Lambert carefully and retrieved surveillance videos for comparison.
Bai Qiang and Lambert's faces were very ugly. They knew they were in big trouble.
Finally, after some investigation, the police officers determined that this was a fight and detained Bai Qiang and Lambert.
…
The camera cuts to the hotel where the Nets are staying.
"A fight?" Harden and Durant were both surprised. "Are you kidding? Four or five people are fighting two people. How can it become a fight?"
"It seems so, but what happened is not that simple." A police officer shook his head.
"We just interviewed several witnesses, and they all said that Bai Qiang and An Juan were the active attackers, while the guy who was beaten fought back in self-defense."
"Self-defense counterattack?" Durant asked doubtfully, "How is it possible? Given the situation at that time, Bai Qiang was already in danger of his life, and An Juan, as a professional bodyguard, had to take action!"
"No, it's not that simple." The police officer shook his head again.
"That's not what the witnesses said. They insisted that it was An Juan who did it!"
There is an essential difference between the nature of fighting and self-defense!
If it was legitimate defense, Bai Qiang and Lambert would not only be able to go home immediately, but also receive a compensation.
But a fight?
Then wait and wait for the squat!
…
After the Nets management got the news, they immediately used all their connections and money.
After Marx's operation, the fight instantly became a self-defense!
The witnesses were bribed, and Bai Qiang and Lambert were acquitted.
Harden and Durant let out a sigh of relief. They knew that this matter could be resolved smoothly, thanks to Marx.
"It seems we made the right choice." Durant said with emotion.
Harden nodded, "Yes, Sean does have two brushes."
At this time, the roar of cars came from outside the hotel door.
A luxury car stopped in front of the hotel, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie stepped out of the car.
This man is Nets general manager Sean Marx.
He was ordered to come to express condolences to Bai Qiang, a player who had suffered a lot of troubles.
Bai Qiang looked at Max walking towards the door with a grateful smile on his face.
"Thank you, Mr. Sean."
He said gratefully, "If it weren't for your help, I would still be in the police station."
Max waved his hand and said with a serious face: "Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank James and Kevin. They worked hard for you."
Bai Qiang turned to look at the two of them and said gratefully: "Thank you, good brother!"
Harden and Durant looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
Harden walked up to Bai Qiang, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Bai, you have been through too much during this period, please take a good rest."
Bai Qiang nodded vigorously. He knew that he could regain his freedom thanks to these three bosses...
