The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 127 How to Instantly Enrage the Stick

In the end, it was Natasha who decided to trust this handsome guy who called himself a policeman. She signaled her sister to put away her gun and stood behind Jack, but the two of them were not too far away from the pickup, and Thalia was still clutching the phone tightly.

"If I were you, I should leave here now, believe me, it's for your own good."

Jack took a few steps forward and stood in front of the three of them. He swore that he was telling the truth.

"Go away! Don't get yourself into trouble! Asiba!"

Mimiyan Bangzi, who took the lead, was probably stimulated by the way Jack showed off his muscles before, so he took off his T-shirt to reveal the blue dragon tattoo on his shoulder.

There is one thing to say, it is still a little difficult to distinguish an Asian from the appearance of a Sirisian, a stick, a devil, or even a South Asian monkey in the old United States, after all, the appearance features are similar.

Not to mention old beauty, let a Siris leave the environment of the country, see all kinds of Onsa people, Latinos, blacks for a long time, and suddenly see an Asian, it is difficult to distinguish, and you can’t point to a He squinted and said it was a stick.

Moreover, the cultures of most Asian countries are of the same origin, and even the Chinese characters on tattoos are similar. After all, not every Chinese character has simplified and traditional characters.

But as long as you open your mouth, you will basically not admit your mistake, because Smecta is the only one who opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut, let alone Asiba, so before Jack could recognize three people with two sticks and one asan .

"Koreatown gangsters?" Jack was stunned for a moment. Koreatown is just outside the jurisdiction of the Wilshire Police Department. Although he doesn't have much dealings with them, he knows exactly what these gangsters usually do.

It seems that Natasha and the sisters have been targeted a long time ago. Needless to say, drug addicts force Liang to become prostitutes, which is a common routine of gangsters in Koreatown.

Ask, how to instantly irritate a stick, Answer, Just bring your index finger and thumb slightly closer but not close together, as Jack is doing now.

"Axiba!"

The tattooed dragon's squinting eyes screamed strangely, swung his bowed legs, and rushed up while waving the baseball bat in his hand.

There was a muffled bang, and the next second the guy flew upside down at a faster speed than when he came, leaving the baseball bat in Jack's hand.

Jack slowly retracted his right leg, patted it as if his foot was stained with dirt, and then made a provocative movement towards another stick.

This stick was wearing a patterned shirt, holding a crowbar in his hand, and gave himself a roundabout kick on the spot as if he was emboldened, with a frightened expression on his face, as if he had just won an Olympic gold medal.

Jack threw away the baseball bat in his hand, spread his hands over the floral shirt, and motioned for him to go on.

The flowered shirt bounced up on the spot, and his legs switched positions alternately. After waiting for a long time, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind.

A certain person is deliberately playing handsome today, only using his legs but not using his hands. In his previous life, he was unhappy with the power of the universe for a long time. Now that he has the opportunity to beat the stick, he must let the stick who likes to play taekwondo see what legwork is.

He is also playful. After improving his physique, he learned a lot of tricky moves from action movies. He originally wanted to use them to tease Hannah during sparring, but he didn’t expect to use them to tease her first. played.

The moment the floral shirt rushed past, Jack jumped up on the spot, kicked sideways in the air and then turned around 360 degrees. While kicking the crowbar in his hand with his right foot, he kicked him in the chest with his left foot in the next second.

Jack stood on the ground with one hand, the floral shirt and the squinting eyes tattooed with green dragons had fallen into a ball, and only Ah San was left in place.

There were whistles and cheers from all around, and the old beauties who watched the excitement had already formed a circle, as if they didn't think it was a big deal.

Natasha was relatively calm, with a smile on her face. It was obvious that the gap between the three of them and Jack was too big, so there was nothing to worry about.

Thalia was so excited that she jumped on the spot, her face flushed, and she cheered for him.

"Hey, let's go together."

The sun was about to set, and the temperature was gradually dropping. Jack was a little worried that the steak would not taste good if it was cold, and eating only meat would be unhealthy. He also prepared some lettuce and planned to blanch it with the leftover oil from frying the steak.

Ah San lifted up the two sticks, and the three of them stared at Jack with fierce eyes, and moved a few steps to surround him.

Since Jack didn't want to be handsome, he didn't bother to keep his hands. Seeing that the three of them hadn't made a move, he simply took the initiative to attack. The unlucky one was still stabbing Qinglong's squinting eyes.

Seeing that Jack started suddenly and rushed towards him, squinting his right leg, he raised his right leg and wanted to whip the leg, but the whip kick was only halfway through, and the ankle was firmly grasped by a hand like iron pincers. Before he could react to what was going on, after a while of dizziness, he fell heavily on the ground and passed out without a sound.

Jack fell dizzy and squinted his eyes, sideways dodged the floral shirt that rushed up, and hit him in the stomach with a heavy punch.

The floral shirt was like a character in a cartoon, the eyeballs almost popped out, the veins floated from the neck and extended to the cheeks, and slowly fell to the ground, except for a few gurgles from the throat, there was a series of miserable sounds. I can't even make a call.

Ah San, who had been posing next to him, saw the miserable situation of the two of them, turned around without saying a word, and wanted to run. Jack caught up with him in two steps and wanted to pinch the back of his neck, but his hand slipped and he missed it.

How many days has it been since I haven't showered or have I applied Indian S oil?Jack kicked the thing over, feeling sticky between his fingers, and felt disgusted.
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After verifying Jack's identity, the park police who were called to clean up the mess made a brief interrogation record and took away the three unlucky ones.

Jack always felt that he saved them.

The onlookers who were eating melons also dispersed one after another. Thalia was still pestering Jack excitedly asking questions, but was dragged away by Natasha. The two climbed into the back compartment of the pickup truck and dropped a pile of them from above. firewood.

Jack hurried up to help, and soon, a bunch of blazing bonfires were lit between the two tents.

The three sat around the bonfire, and Natasha took out a delicate flagon and handed it over.

Jack didn't open it right away, but admired it with great interest. The flat silver flagon was embossed with complicated patterns, and there were two little girls dancing ballet in the middle.

"Is this your sister?" He asked with a smile.

Thalia on the side nodded, "This is a birthday present from Dad."

"So, you have one too?"

Jack opened the lid and took a sip. The vodka was right, it was gross.

Thalia ran back to the car, and after a while returned to Jack with an identical flagon, and handed it to him.

Uh, is this some kind of ritual that he doesn't know about?Jack could only take a sip of the vodka that tasted exactly the same.

As the night darkened, the two Mao girls sat by the bonfire and sang songs. The singing was beautiful and the lyrics were very familiar. Jack had heard these songs in his previous life, and he even sang the Chinese version.

(End of this chapter)