From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

The crowd instantly erupted into noise.

Ye Xiao walked silently into the classroom, looking at the sea of ​​people below, his heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

Grandma's.

I'm just here to take care of the kids. Who's treating me like a nuclear-powered ox or horse?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I didn't expect there to be so many people."

The elderly imam from the community stood silently beside the podium, looking over gently.

The old imam looked ashamed, bowed his head slightly, and spoke sincerely.

"But they all genuinely want to learn from you. Could you please mentor them?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao glanced around the classroom.

Amidst the expectant gazes of many, he suddenly noticed a familiar look that held a hint of amusement.

Ye Xiao was immediately jolted awake.

Why is he here?

After class, Clifford stood up as usual, intending to ask Ye Xiao about the questions he got wrong today.

But as he stepped out the door, he saw a white man with an unfriendly expression blocking Ye Xiao's way.

The man was wearing a military green windbreaker and camouflage pants, exuding a menacing aura.

Clifford was already considered quite tall, and with his naturally gifted African American genes and his nightly moving job, he possessed a muscular physique.

The white man in the corridor was not only a head taller than Clifford, but also much stronger, and had a slight bulge at the waist, clearly indicating that he was carrying a gun.

Clifford looked grave and didn't dare to approach easily.

He didn't understand why this kind of person would come looking for Ye Xiao.

Will there be any trouble?

"I never imagined you were a teacher."

Will, a cigarette dangling from his lips, grinned happily. "Kid, we meet again."

What are you doing here?

Ye Xiao frowned: "Does this mean FBI agents also need math tutoring here?"

Upon hearing this, Clifford nearly collapsed to the ground.

It wasn't because of any bloodline-related suppression, but rather because he hadn't expected this burly white man to be an FBI agent.

Even more unexpectedly, he came to see Ye Xiao for some reason.

Are they here to arrest someone?

Clifford looked embarrassed and suddenly became nervous.

What should I do?

Should we tell the imam to lead everyone in a commotion and help Ye Xiao escape?

"Bullshit, you can't find me all day, so I have no choice but to wait for you here."

Will took a deep drag on his cigarette and followed Ye Xiao to the outside of the community activity room.

"What do you want from me?"

Ye Xiao asked, puzzled.

"Want to know? Then have a match with me first, and I'll tell you if you win."

Will stubbed out his cigarette and stared straight at Ye Xiao.

"You want to have a match with me? Right here?"

"Yes, simple hand-to-hand combat, is that alright?"

Ye Xiao looked at Will and found that the other man's eyes were very innocent; he just wanted to practice with him.

Ye Xiao also wanted to test just how far his abilities had come.

The previous opponents were all gang members, whose bodies had been weakened by illegal drugs and were not tough at all.

Now that a retired FBI veteran has arrived, it's a good opportunity to test this out.

Perhaps we can get some information out of him.

Ye Xiao took a small step back, parted his lips slightly, and raised one hand.

"bring it on."

Before he could finish speaking, Will suddenly took a step forward and delivered a powerful side kick.

The military boots with steel soles whistled as they slammed towards Ye Xiao.

The speed was so fast that onlookers couldn't react at all.

But Ye Xiao simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged the attack.

With one hand outstretched, he clenched his fist and delivered a powerful, short punch to Will's chest.

With a muffled thud, Will took two steps back in slight surprise.

He patted his chest, grinned widely, and said, "Good lad, you really know kung fu! That punch was really powerful."

But Ye Xiao did not relax because of this; instead, his expression became even more serious.

He didn't hold back with that punch just now.

If it were the gang thugs from before, they would have been beaten to the ground long ago.

And Will actually managed to pull through?

Just as Ye Xiao was pondering, Will got into a fighting stance and suddenly charged forward.

A series of right straight punches followed by left hooks, the footwork steady, each punch powerful and heavy, accompanied by a whistling wind, clearly showing no mercy.

Just a swipe left a bloody mark on Ye Xiao's face!

If it hits you, you'll at least suffer a concussion.

But Ye Xiao remained completely calm.

With the boost from his speed attribute, he nimbly dodged Will's attacks, like a slippery eel.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Xiao suddenly reached out and clamped Will's fist with both hands.

He then quickly turned around, straightened his hips, bent over, and pulled with the momentum.

The towering Will was slammed to the ground by Ye Xiao, his massive body crashing to the ground.

Clifford and the others in the room were so frightened that their eyes widened.

"Grappling techniques?"

Instead of getting angry after being thrown down hard, Will became even more excited.

Before he could even steady himself, he hurriedly asked, "Where did you learn that move?"

"Your kung fu skills are not as simple as they seem."

I learned it from the police force.

Ye Xiao told lies without batting an eye.

"That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all!"

"With skills like yours, dealing with those two thugs the other day must have been a piece of cake."

Will clapped his hands, readily admitting defeat.

"I lost, but I've accomplished my purpose in coming here."

"You didn't just come here looking for a beating, did you?"

Will paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, put his arm around Ye Xiao and walked outside, his voice low and deep.

"Ye, your mouth is truly venomous."

"Okay, to be honest, I was actually wondering before whether you were the so-called Seattle Superman."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao's heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged.

What's going on?

Has this even reached the FBI?

But upon closer reflection, this matter has escalated to such a huge extent.

It would be strange if the FBI hadn't noticed.

"And now?"

"Now?"

Will frowned, looking completely bewildered.

"If you're Seattle Superman, then I'm the Hulk."

"It's really impressive that you have such strength at such a young age."

"But you can only knock me down, how could you possibly take down more than twenty armed thugs head-on?"

"Besides, you can't even withstand my punches, how could you possibly stop a bullet?"

"When I saw you charging in with an AK that day, I thought you were really fearless, but it turns out you were just lucky."

Indeed, it just goes to show that human imagination is still too limited.

Will probably thought that with Ye Xiao's methods, it was impossible for him to commit such a case.

But he never expected that Ye Xiao also had the extraordinary ability to be immune to bullets.

"And I'm not afraid to tell you, we've actually found a clue about that Seattle Superman."

"oh?"

Hearing Will say that, Ye Xiao looked up in confusion.

"What clue?"

"Are you really curious to know?"

Will blinked, a malicious smile spreading across his face, and finally revealed his true purpose for coming today.

"If you want to know, how about joining my investigation team?"