America, starting as a trainee police officer

During the chase, Li Wei kept pulling the trigger at the black man in front of him.

A magazine was quickly emptied.

But the distance was too far, and the bullet missed. [First Hit Guaranteed Hit] was on cooldown again.

In the time it took to change a magazine, Levi caught up with one of the black men on foot.

The black man in front of them would occasionally turn around and fire a few shots without any accuracy.

His purpose was not to kill.

It was to drive away the police so that they could have a chance to escape.

Under the cover of bullets, Li Wei naturally couldn't get too close.

Click click click click, the enemy is out of bullets.

In the chaos of the situation, the old man couldn't change the magazine and could only curse, "Fuck!"

He then used his natural talent and began to learn how to run like Bolt.

But when it comes to athletic performance, with Li Wei's current physical condition, he could even compete with Bolt, so he's naturally happy to do so.

He mustered all his strength and chased after them.

"Stop! You're under arrest!"

With a flying pounce, before Lao Hei could react, Li Wei's fist, as big as a sandbag, appeared the instant Lao Hei turned around.

boom!

A violent wave of dizziness washed over me.

The rusty, bloody smell, along with the blood in the nasal cavity, was detected by the olfactory nerves in the nose.

"Dman!"

Old Hei cursed, but the pain still made him instinctively cover his nose, and that was the only time he could do so.

Disarm the gun with bare hands.

Li Wei gripped his wrist with tremendous force.

Old Black couldn't hold the gun steady at all.

After disarming the other man, he twisted and pulled, turning Old Black around and pinning him to the ground.

Click, the handcuffs are on.

Click! The other side of the handcuffs was fastened to a water pipe against the wall.

Mission Completed: Arrest Devonter Banks. Reward: Blank Skill Book x1

Pick up the walkie-talkie.

"7-A-07. The suspect has been arrested and an ambulance is needed. The injured person is a 25-year-old male who suffered a severe blow to the head. The location is Beverly Hills Film Company."

After dealing with the second black man, the final boss remained: Malcolm Parks, who had kidnapped Payne and was Tyson's older brother.

Inside a warehouse used to store large filming props.

Li Wei, holding his gun, cautiously entered.

In such a complex environment, who knows if Xiao Hei might suddenly pull out a gun and shoot you?

It's always better to be cautious.

Besides, to be honest, Li Wei didn't care whether Payne lived or died.

If it weren't for the reward...

He will most likely become the kind of policeman who only likes to issue tickets to cars on the road every day.

There was a commotion not far away.

"Malcolm! Stop! You're surrounded! Your brother's about to be locked up, you don't want to go to jail, do you?"

This complex terrain is really not suitable for gunfights, so Levi chose to talk his way out of it.

Hiding behind a pile of wooden frames, Malcolm heard Levi's shout.

"So what!? You want me to play the savior? Huh? Like this Mr. Hollywood? Give me money so I can feel like a hero!?"

Xiao Hei was agitated, pointing a gun at Payne's kidneys while cursing at Li Wei.

"That's so your brother can get into a mental hospital!"

Payne was very unhappy to see his original intention being misinterpreted.

Hearing this, Xiao Hei became even angrier: "What will we do after this money runs out? Huh? How am I supposed to raise the money for the hospital's expensive medical bills?"

Xiao Hei is right here; hospitals in the United States that are for recuperation are particularly expensive.

"Will you cover the additional funding for the second year?"

To be honest, there's no such thing as a filial son when his father is sick for a long time. Let alone Payne, even if Malcolm and his mother were rich, they might not complain for five or ten years if they had to keep spending money to treat their brother.

But things might change over time.

"I already said we can work together to come up with a good solution!"

Payne, whether genuinely or feigning reassurance, was still quite frightened by the gun in Malcolm's hand.

"Let's figure something out together? That's easy for you to say! Huh? It's like my brother's illness can be cured! And you're the hero who saves the day!?"

A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment; this is also true of the saying "a little kindness brings gratitude,

Li Wei watched as the two classes bickered.

To be honest, neither of them could understand the other's situation.

Blackie was wrong, and Payne was wrong too. One was wrong because of his inferiority complex, and the other was wrong because of his arrogance.

"Hey! Macolm! Listen, the bastard you've taken hostage has no idea what you've been through!"

"Hell no! Did you know that?"

Malcolm got angry when he heard what Li Wei said.

"I don't know either, but I know you've taken care of your brother for so many years, you must have a lot of resentment in your heart, right?"

As he spoke, Li Wei leaned out and slowly began to approach.

Malcolm, with his back against the cover and Payne held hostage, was completely unaware that Levi was slowly approaching.

"Listen, man. The guy you're holding hostage is just a rich guy who doesn't know anything. He can't understand what you're feeling."

Li Wei slowly approached while spouting nonsense.

His words didn't have any specific meaning; he just wanted to make Malcolm think.

Just as he had thought, Malcolm began to ponder the complex and profound philosophical question of whether someone like Payne could truly understand his situation.

Li Wei had already moved to the other side of his bunker.

"Don't move!" Levi circled behind Malcolm, raised his gun, and pointed it at his head.

At this distance, it's almost always a perfect shot.

Don't even think about it!

Malcolm instinctively tried to turn his head, but Levi stopped him.

"If you do anything you shouldn't, I won't hesitate to shoot! Trust me!"

"Now, throw your gun on the ground and kick it over here."

Upon hearing this, Malcolm was unwilling, but thinking that if things continued like this, a few years in prison would turn into decades, he began to weigh the pros and cons.

Seeing the situation deadlocked, Li Wei thought for a moment and said, "Malcolm, listen, at most you're charged with armed robbery and assault. Considering your family situation, if you talk to the DA, I believe we can get a good result."

"You need to understand that we police officers always outnumber you; you can't escape."

Li Wei's statement was not an exaggeration at all. For a small-time hoodlum like Malcolm, the police were a mountain that made it hard for them to breathe.

Unless he joins an international criminal organization, like the one led by Calitley, he won't have the right to disregard the police.

"All Right!! I surrender!"

The situation, coupled with his recent philosophical reflections, calmed Malcolm down considerably.

Of course, more importantly, Li Wei is Asian. If it had been a white police officer, he would most likely have resisted to the death.

At that very moment, Payne, who was holding him hostage, seized the opportunity during a brief moment of distraction and snatched Malcolm's pistol.