North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!

Chapter 110: Specialization Selection, Upgrade! (Seeking monthly ticket)

"The kidneys are located on both sides of the waist, roughly between the ribs and the spine, a little further back on the waist."

"After making a fist, use the knuckles of your fist—the protruding part of your knuckles—to twist your waist and strike hard! Remember, attack from the side and diagonally behind, and be sure to twist your waist as well, so you can increase the power of your attack!"

"This area is completely unprotected by any bones, not even any large muscles. The moment the kidney is attacked, the victim will experience a sharp tearing pain, and the body will involuntarily curl up."

“At this point, you have two choices.”

In front of a tree trunk, Rorschach taught Wesley step by step how to fight back against bullying correctly.

The little boy listened attentively, occasionally pumping his fists in the air to practice his moves.

"First, knee him in the nose! When he bends down, take a step forward and lift your knee to hit him in the nose!"

"The second one is a bit more difficult. The moment he's about to lower his head, use your forehead to strike his nose hard."

"Everyone's nose bridge is made of cartilage and thin bone, making it extremely fragile, while the forehead is one of the hardest parts of our body. By using the increased force of forward pressure, I can smash that little bastard's face into a bloody mess!"

"A headbutt is always the most effective way to attack at close range. And after knocking the opponent back, you can follow up with a knee to the groin."

Rorschach patiently practiced each move on the tree trunk.

In addition to these, he also taught Wesley how to fight back by poking his eyes, rubbing his throat, etc.

Of course, he always knew his limits.

Rorschach did not continue to teach advanced techniques such as using pencils, pencil sharpeners, compasses and other tools as weapons.

After all, Wesley was only dealing with a group of elementary school students.
"The principle of resistance of the weak."

"Don't get entangled: quickly attack the weak point and then immediately disengage."

"Don't hesitate: once you decide to strike back, your actions must be decisive and fierce!"

“Don’t be reactive: Take advantage of all the tools and circumstances around you.”

Rorschach squatted down, looked Wesley in the eyes that were much brighter than when they first met, and said earnestly: "Remember, the key is not how hard you can hit, but how hard you can withstand the blow and still have the courage to keep punching!"

Wesley was slightly stunned, as if trying to digest the meaning of this sentence.

Soon, he nodded vigorously to the man in front of him who he had only known for a day but who taught him like a father, and then began to sign language.

Seeing this, Rorschach smiled and said, "Don't worry, little boxing champion. As long as you can beat up those kids who bully you, I will definitely learn sign language."

After saying that, he patted Wesley on the head, leaned on the wooden crutch, and limped into the woodshed.

The wound is healing faster than expected, maybe I can leave here tomorrow.

He glanced back at Wesley in the woods.

The little boy was wearing two pieces of sackcloth as boxing gloves, practicing diligently with his punches against the tree trunk, following Rorschach's instructions. Brian stood by his feet, wagging his tail and barking softly, as if to cheer the boy on.

Rorschach's mouth corners lifted unconsciously.

There is still some beauty in this world.

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new York.

In the abandoned library.

"Collect all electronic messages from Rorschach Butcher over the next three days, no, five days."

Harold seemed to be talking to himself as he typed the text into the command box where the code should have been entered.

Instantly, a string of text popped up on the system:
"The target possesses magical anti-reconnaissance skills and has repeatedly traveled through the surveillance area without leaving any trace."

"It's not necessarily limited to surveillance information. Any electronic traces of mobile phone calls, social media, traffic checkpoints, and financial transactions should be collected and given to me. I plan to go meet him."

After drinking the last sip of green tea on the table, Harold picked up the cane beside the table and slowly stood up.

As he put on the coat on the hanger and prepared to leave, another line of text flashed on the screen.

Harold was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't think he's dangerous. Quite the contrary. I think he might be the partner we've been looking for. Strong, decisive, and paranoid. Perhaps only someone like him can accomplish what we've always wanted to do."

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and said to the computer, "Allocate 20 million yuan to establish an anonymous fund to compensate the families of the victims of the Fox River Prison explosion."

Harold sighed softly, "Hatred is almost blinding his eyes. All we can do now is try to alleviate his sins."

The door closed, and in the darkness only the computer screen glowed with a faint blue light.

Data streams rolled like waterfalls, searching for clues about Rorschach in all electronic messages across the United States and predicting his next move.

Just as the Counter-Terrorism Bureau's [Machine] did not long ago.

When Harold went downstairs, he had just locked the first floor door and before he turned around, he heard a crisp shout behind him.

"Make way!" Looking back, I saw a black man grabbing a woman's handbag and running away, followed closely by a blonde policewoman in a dark blue uniform.

This policewoman is not only fast, but also has amazing endurance.

The bag snatcher was running all the way down from the end of the street, panting and almost out of strength, but the policewoman did not slow down at all.

“Stop it!!!”

With a loud shout, the policewoman jumped up and hit the robber's waist hard with her knee.

After knocking the man down, the policewoman skillfully took out handcuffs from her waist and handcuffed him tightly. She stood up and shook back her long hair that was scattered while running.

Her heroic temperament and sweet appearance immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Harold also stopped where he was and stared at the other person.

A few minutes later, the policewoman's chubby partner arrived from behind, panting.

"Jin Jinni, your observation skills are too careful. You can even spot a robber while buying a cup of coffee." The bloated fat police officer supported his knees with his hands and gasped heavily.

He looked at his partner in front of him, who, apart from a slightly flushed face, hadn't even broken a sweat, and asked in confusion, "Have you ever trained for a marathon? How come you can run so fast and have such good endurance?"

Ginny didn't know what she was thinking about when she heard that. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly, "When I was working in Chicago, I had a great teacher."

"Here we go again," my partner teased. "You keep talking about that guy who's both your teacher and your boyfriend a dozen times a day. So, who is he?"

"I won't tell you~"

Ginny winked playfully and walked the prisoner towards the police car.

When passing by Harold, Ginny saw that he was a disabled person with crutches. She smiled and nodded politely and passed him by.

Harold also smiled back. Looking at the back of the new policewoman who had just arrived in New York, Harold seemed to know very well her relationship with Rorschach, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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In the wooden shed.

Rorschach lay on the haystack with his arms resting on his back, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in fact his consciousness had sunk into the Eye of Judgment.

Two days ago, on the morning when the Logans were murdered, in order to cope with the Secret Service's siege, he invested all the justice points he had earned in prison into improving his gun fighting skills.

Gun-Fu Mastery (580/1000).
Looking at the number behind this skill, Rorschach actually felt a little regretful.

After all, even if you put all your effort into it, this skill cannot be upgraded, so it is better to use it to improve those specializations that are about to break through.

But then again, although he was a little impulsive at the time due to anger, the nearly 600 points of proficiency did make a qualitative leap in gun fighting.

Now he can even capture the trajectory of a bullet when shooting.

This undoubtedly greatly enhanced his ability to survive and fight back when he was besieged.

At this moment, in addition to these skills, there are also some blood rays that can be converted into justice values ​​that are fluctuating in his mind.

These were the spoils of his battles in the Gary Mountains.

He counted carefully and found that there were thirty-four blood rays in total.

This number seems to be enough to upgrade a specialization.

罗夏将注意力放到那些正在升级门槛上的专精技能：冷兵器专精（70/100）、战术狙击专精（60/100）、爆炸物专精（84/100）、医疗专精（70/100）。

First of all, he ruled out the explosives expertise. Judging from the dust explosion he had created by hand in the prison boiler room, a proficiency of 84 was completely sufficient.

As for other medical specializations, this specialization is indeed very useful. Rorschach has been able to quickly stop bleeding, remove shrapnel and reduce inflammation these days, all thanks to the medical experience brought by this specialization.

But thinking of the situation he was facing now, Luo Xia thought for a while and then put the four blood rays into tactical sniping.

Finally, he poured all the remaining thirty blood rays into the cold weapon expertise (70/100)!
Although the Tactical Sniper Specialization is also very powerful, thirty-four blood rays are not enough to upgrade it, so it is better to upgrade the Cold Weapon Specialization to the level of a skill first.

In an instant, a familiar electric current shot up from the soles of my feet, along my spine, and rushed straight to the top of my head.

Rorschach's muscles twitched uncontrollably, and the electric current stimulated his unhealed wounds, causing them to sting with pain, as if salt were being sprinkled on the wounds.

After a while, the pain slowly subsided. He stared at his upgraded cold weapon expertise and raised his brows in surprise.

Arsenal Flow Mastery (1/1000)

Upgrade effect: Master the basic usage of all cold weapons and become a mobile arsenal.

New capabilities:

Weapon Memory: Frequently used weapons will record combat data and automatically optimize the grip feel and swing angle
Instant Mastery: After picking up any unfamiliar cold weapon, master its basic combo within 10 seconds
Weapon Counterattack: Use a knife/sword to block bullets or arrows. After the block is successful, a counterattack will be triggered instantly.

"A generous gift. Thank you."

(End of this chapter)