America, starting as a trainee police officer

Chapter 120 If you can't do six sticks per second, then do six punches per second.

Sure enough, they heard Tim's provocative remark. All the gangsters exchanged bewildered glances.

"Because of the lack of a proper duel. Is this a fair fight?"

The bald black man released Deacon.

He stood in front of Tim, face to face, looking into each other's eyes.

"Yea, how about a fair duel? Going chicken out?"

Tim then looked at the black man provocatively once again.

Upon hearing Tim say that he had chickened out, the bald black man immediately burst out laughing.

He looked back at the group of gang members in disbelief.

The gangsters laughed along, as if mocking Tim for talking nonsense.

"Coward? How could I possibly be a coward?"

He looked at Tim defiantly.

Tim didn't seem to care about his provocative gaze.

It would be better if they could just start fighting directly; that way, they wouldn't be so likely to draw their guns.

"Let me do it." Li Wei finally spoke at this moment.

Is it possible to fight without firing a gun?

I haven't fought much since I maxed out my fighting skills.

It's a rare opportunity to showcase one's abilities.

Seeing that Li Wei had volunteered.

The bald black man shifted his gaze from Tim to him, looking him up and down.

"Don't be a rookie and try to be brave." Tim looked at Levi with some concern.

"If I can't keep up, wouldn't it be more reasonable for you, as my superior, to step in?"

"There's no such thing as a general being appointed the moment someone enters the arena."

Li Wei smiled slightly, looked at Tim, and after hearing what Li Wei said, Tim had no way to persuade him.

He could only nod silently.

The bald black man across from him found the policeman quite interesting after hearing what Li Wei said.

He turned to look at one of the more burly gang members.

"Hey, LJ, come here."

The black man named LJ came over after hearing what he said.

"You fight him," the bald black man said, pointing at Li Wei.

"All right, no problem." LJ looked at Li Wei with a disdainful expression.

It seemed he felt that Li Wei's small frame wasn't strong enough to withstand a single punch from him.

Looking at LJ's physique, Lopez was also a little worried.

Li Wei, however, was not intimidated at all.

He first unbuckled his belt. It contained a walkie-talkie, a gun, a baton, and other items.

After handing the belt to Lopez, Levi rubbed his hands together, as if he were warming up.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the surrounding gangsters became like they were on steroids, shouting and yelling like monkeys.

They gathered together without prior arrangement, surrounding Li Wei and LJ in the middle.

The scene resembled that of an underground boxing ring.

Tim and Lopez exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes.

"Kill him! Kill that son of a bitch!"

"Damn it, that idiot cop, kill him."

"Kill those stupid cops."

The surrounding gangs started making a ruckus.

LJ immediately threw a punch at Li Wei's face.

However, Li Wei was not only physically stronger than him, but also had more combat experience. He blocked Li Wei's punch with just a slight sidestep.

At this moment, Li Wei slightly raised his hand and placed it on the black man's elbow.

With just a tiny bit of force, the opponent's joint buckled.

Li Wei almost dislocated his entire arm.

LJ, feeling the pain, quickly withdrew his hand.

"Fuck!"

He screamed in pain.

Seeing LJ like this, the other gang members began to boo.

"LJ, what's wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"Yeah, you can't even beat a yellow-skinned monkey? You've got a screw loose, haven't you?"

"You idiot, stop yelling and just hit him."

Looking at the surging mob of gangsters, Lopez and Tim were extremely nervous.

They all instinctively placed their hands on the butts of their rifles.

But in the end, he managed to suppress the urge to draw his gun with reason.

Li Wei currently has the upper hand. They don't want the situation to worsen.

Not far away stood Cohen, a bald black man who was the leader of the group. He shook his head at LJ's weak appearance.

"Why aren't you fighting anymore? If you're not fighting, it'll be my turn."

Li Wei looked at LJ with a somewhat provocative expression and revealed a cruel smile.

Since it's impossible to do six sticks in one second, then let's do six punches in one second.

Without waiting for the other person to react, he rushed forward and punched him in the stomach.

The speed of his punches was so fast that he threw six punches in a row before his opponent could react.

By the time he felt the pain, it felt as if his lower abdomen was being torn apart.

The muscles above look like they've been broken down into individual cells.

The intense pain made him unable to move.

He clutched his stomach, tilted his head back, and stared with bloodshot eyes.

He stared at Li Wei in disbelief.

Is this even human? Is this the kind of power a human being should have?

Did this guy grow up on aphrodisiacs?

Li Wei's aggressive offensive shocked LJ.

Even the gangsters watching from the sidelines, including Lopez and Tim, felt it was unbelievable.

Although Lopez knew more or less that Levi always won his sparring matches against Lucy and the others during training.

What he didn't know was that Li Wei actually used 1% of his strength and skills during training with Nolan and the others.

I only used about a quarter of my strength just now.

If he had used his full strength, LJ would probably be lying on the ground foaming at the mouth by now.

"Now that we've won, what do you say?"

Taking this opportunity, Li Wei looked at Cohen, who was leading the group.

Looking at LJ, who had been beaten to the ground by Li Wei, and seeing the look of utter contempt on his face, Cohen kept shaking his head.

All I want is Marcus.

"Hand him over, and we'll leave."

Hearing his words, Li Wei shook his head: "You know we can't do it."

If we really hand the person over to them, all four of them will be out of a police career.

"Listen, I've never had any conflicts with you guys or the bridge. But that idiot in the house, he's having an affair with my wife. So I have to teach him a lesson."

As Cohen spoke, the Black people around him nodded in agreement.

"Yes, that's exactly right."

"Hmm, that's right."

"Dry up that idiot Marcus."

Cohen then looked at Levi again: "So hand over the man. We outnumber you and you are outmatched."

Cohen clearly didn't want to keep his promise, and of course, he hadn't made any promises to Levi and the others before the fight.

"Oh, is that so? Actually, I don't think so."

You can lose in terms of appearance, but you can't lose in terms of spirit.

But Li Wei wasn't just talking nonsense.

His hearing is much more sensitive than that of the average person.

Just as Cohen uttered the words "outnumbered," he heard the distant rumble of helicopter rotors spinning.

"What? Are you out of your mind? Can't you see the situation?" Cohen said, spreading his arms and turning around to indicate that everyone around him was his men.

"Sorry, but in terms of numbers, we police officers always come out on the majority!"