Mr. Yau drove into the hood. People started looking at him weird and Mr. Yau was scared. He drove through before a voice stopped him.
"We don't take kindly to your type around here." Mr. Yau turned around and saw a big man. Mr. Yau hoped he didn't have a gun. But Mr. Yau didn't know what his "type" was. The man saw this and clarified.
"You know. Pale skins." Mr. Yau was scared now. He had to say something.
"You know that's kinda racist." Everybody yelled around him and the man seemed mad. Mr. Yau realized he said the wrong thing. The man spoke again.
"Racist? How bout your ancestors taking my ancestors for slaves!" The crowd that was suddenly around them yelled in a way that was approving. But the man was not done.
"You don't have a say white man. Why are you even here?" The crowd yelled again. Mr. Yau was almost deaf. The big man raised his hands and the crowd fell silent.
Mr. Yau talked. "I'm looking for an abandoned warehouse. Also two girls and one man. Have you seen them? "
"Maybe. I could be willing to let you know boi. But I ain't letting nobody get my information without a cage fight. Ain't I right!" The big man said.
The crowd roared. They started chanting. "Cage fight! Cage fight!" The crowd stopped suddenly. A man stepped up.
"Hey," he said. "What's your name?"
"Mr. Yau" said Mr. Yau.
The crowd started chanting again. "Down with Yau! Down with Yau!" The crowd pushed Mr. Yau off his motorcycle and held him up. He was crowd surfing.
"Wait! Wait!" said Mr. Yau. "This is crazy! If I win the fight I get the information. That's impossible for me and you know it! Lets make it equal huh? How bout me and another person against him." Mr. Yau pointed at the big man.
"So," he said. "Anyone what to fight with me?"
Everybody was quiet. A voice broke the silence.
"I'll fight with you."
Everybody turned around.
It was Brock. Mr. Yau was mad but scared. Damn it he thought. He must've went into my apartment and saw the tape.
"Oh my God! Brock can you go away! Like what's wrong with you are you gay and in love with me or something?" Mr. Yau said.
Brock shook his head. "No I dated Molly! I can help you. You won't win without me."
Mr. Yau sighed. He nodded his head. The crowd parted and he saw a big cage. There was people all around the cage cheering. People were passing out popcorn.
The crowd pushed Mr. Yau in the cage. Brock waited outside to come in later. The big man was at the other side all oiled up.
A bell rang. The fight started.
The big man lunged at him but Mr. Yau dodged it. He lunged again and this time Mr. Yau was not so lucky. The man grabbed him by the ankles and Mr. Yau faceplants into the floor.
Groaning Mr. Yau stood up again. He went around the cage running. Mr. Yau thought that the man could be stronger but Mr. Yau was faster. The man watched him until he got dizzy. Mr. Yau took this chance and punched him.
Unfortunately the punch didn't do anything. Mr. Yau was now so tired he had to tap out. While passing Brock on his way out he said, "Be careful, blacks don't crack."
It was now Brock's turn. The man pummeled towards him thinking it would be easy.
But Brock punched him and he fell into the floor. The crowd fell silent. No one has every defeated the champion with one punch.
Then the crowd yelled so loud that Mr. Yau had to cover his ears.
An announcer went in the speaker. "A new champion, Brock!"
The crowd went wild. While Brock was celebrating Mr. Yau went over to the man.
"I won. Now tell me what you know." The big man sighed.
"Alright then. I saw a few shady people going to a warehouse. Over how blocks."
Mr. Yau went there in the commotion. He went inside. At first he saw nothing, just a regular abandoned warehouse. But then he saw something on the floor.
He picked it up. It was a card. It read Barry and Harry Inc. 2835 S 15st Barcelona.
Mr. Yau gasped. The kidnappers left a clue! This probably wasn't their real names but their fake ones. Still Mr. Yau could find out who it was by this. He put card in his pocket.
He went outside and saw that Brock was crowd surfing. He jumped off and came to Mr. Yau.
"Did you see Mr. Yau! Did you see? I won" Brock did a victory dance that made Mr. Yau want kill himself. He told Brock to KYS. He now knows what that means he thought.
Mr. Yau was scared of Brock. But, he thought, I need him. He and Brock went over to the motorcycle. The big man was waiting there.
"You know Mr. Yau I hated you at first but now I respect you. Call anytime and we'll be there." He gave Mr. Yau a fist bump.
Mr. Yau hopped on the motorcycle with Brock behind him.
"Where we going next Mr. Yau?"
Mr. Yau smiled. "Barcelona."
He drove off.
Please don't take this chapter to seriously and get offended. Its a joke!
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The Chronicles of Mr. Yau: Secret Service
ActionMr. Yau is back with a job in the Secret Service, but when one of his friends and the President get kidnapped along with a new lady friend, how far is too far with Mr. Yau?