When you are a police officer in American comics, every day is a holiday

Chapter 9 Melee Fighting

Under constant approach, Zhao Hao and Sukaruo both came to the same wall.

Zhao Hao is on this side of the living room, and Sukaruo is on the other side of the kitchen.

At this time, they were both sure that the other party had no bullets.

Otherwise, there were a few shooting opportunities just now, and it was impossible for the opponent not to shoot.

And this discovery made them confident in themselves.

Zhao Hao is confident because he has practiced physical training and his physical strength has greatly increased. He is confident that he will not lose to anyone in hand-to-hand combat.

As for Sukaruo's confidence, it is because he feels that black people's genes are stronger physically and have an advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

What's more, after his investigation, the Asian policeman was only about 1.8 meters tall, while he was 1.85 meters tall. He was also heavier than the other man, weighing more than 90 kilograms.

With the advantages of height and weight, and the body armor on his body, he didn't think he would lose.

"Whoosh..."

The two took a deep breath in a very tacit understanding, and then rushed over at the same time.

Zhao Hao felt nervous when he saw the black shadow in front of him.

He didn't expect that the other party would rush out now.

But at this time, it was already a narrow road and the brave would win, and he was not allowed to back down at all.

So a top knee kicked him instantly.

Sukaruo, who was slow to react, was immediately kicked in the chest.

However, under the protection of the body armor, I only felt a huge impact and it didn't hurt much.

So he opened his arms and wanted to hug each other.

As long as he hugs the opponent, he is sure to strangle the opponent to death with his physical strength and strength.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes, and he ignored the severe pain coming from his knees. His thighs exploded with more force, kicked the opponent back, and then kicked the opponent in the head with a roundhouse kick.

If this kick hits, Sukaru will suffer a concussion even if he doesn't die.

Sukaruo, who was kicked back and forth, saw this and immediately changed his arms to defend, blocking his head with his arms.

"Bang!"

The huge force immediately kicked Sukaruo away, smashing the table and chairs behind him.

And Zhao Hao quickly followed up, punching with both hands continuously, and still hit the side that the body armor could not protect.

"Click..." several times.

The sound of breaking bones was heard.

"what!"

The severe pain made Sukaruo couldn't help but scream.

However, as a desperado, he instinctively picked up the chair behind him and stood in front of him.

He knows that the current rhythm has been controlled by the opponent, and he can only defend.

As long as you hold on to this wave of attacks, you can find an opportunity to fight back.

But how could Zhao Hao give him a chance.

I saw him turn around and perform a roundhouse kick.

There was a sound of "click...".

The solid wood chair was instantly kicked to pieces, and then Sukaruo was kicked in the head.

"boom!"

Sukaruo fell hard to the ground, feeling a "buzzing" sound in his brain, and at the same time, his eyes became dark.

Not only because of the concussion, but also because the night vision device was kicked to pieces, causing him to lose his night vision.

He didn't expect that the hand-to-hand fight that he thought was a sure thing would actually fall into a passive situation of being beaten at the first contact.

And he was beaten so hard that he had no power with his hands.

At this time, he regretted very much why he had to take on this task and why he didn't run away just now.

This Asian policeman is simply not something he can deal with.

Zhao Hao was naturally not a stickler for rules. Seeing that Sukaruo had lost the ability to resist, he immediately picked up a broken chair leg on the ground, and then a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"puff…"

The legs of the chair penetrated hard into the enemy's brain.

In an instant, red and white flowed all over the floor.

"Ding! Get the three-star treasure chest."

Hearing the sound of the system, Zhao Hao suddenly lost his strength and sat on the ground.

"Whoosh..."

He took off the tactical helmet on his head and took a few deep breaths of the blood-smelling air.

The battle just now seemed very long, but in fact it was less than fifteen seconds.

But this intense consumption had almost exhausted the oxygen in his body.

"Ula...Ula..."

After an unknown amount of time, a siren sounded from outside.

Lu Lixue, who had not heard any movement for a long time, also walked down from upstairs cautiously.

……

The time soon came for the next morning.

Zhao Hao's thighs and hands were bandaged. With Lu Lixue's support, he slowly walked out of the police station.

The case is very simple. The members of the Ghost Hand Party were out for revenge, but they were all wiped out.

Director Marvin promised to clean up the ghost hand gang, but as for the effect, I don't know.

After all, everyone knows that there are people behind the underground forces in Hughes City.

It is very difficult for a branch director to touch the cake of a big shot above him.

So after Zhao Hao bandaged the wound, he and Lu Lixue simply recorded a confession and left.

Of course, his administrative leave was renewed, and it will take another week before he can go to work.

After arriving in the car, Zhao Hao sighed lightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I got you in trouble."

These gangsters have been found out and are seeking revenge on themselves.

Even his own apartment was turned into a pig's nest.

Lu Lixue came to the driver's seat, buckled the seat belt, and turned to look at Zhao Hao sincerely.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If it weren't for saving me, you wouldn't be able to offend the Ghost Hand. If you say you're in trouble, it's me."

At this point, she suddenly unlocked the safety buckle, turned around and bent down in front of Zhao Hao, then gently tapped the man in front of her on the cheek, and then said with a flushed face: "Thank you for saving me again."

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, touched his cheek, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

……

at the same time.

On the outskirts of Hughes City, in an abandoned factory.

Kaba sat on the shabby sofa and listened to his subordinate's report with an ugly expression.

"You mean, Sukaruo is dead?"

The subordinates knelt on the ground with a look of horror. Hearing Boss Kaba's question, he nodded tremblingly, and then said with tears streaming down his face: "Boss Kaba, I don't want to run away, wuwu... but if Sukaru must I come back.

Let's be careful about that Asian policeman, he may be a mutant. In order to report the news... I have to come back... Wuwu..."

This subordinate understood that if he said that he ran away because of fear, he would definitely be thrown to the bottom of the sea by Boss Kabbah.

So he could only use the lie that the Asian policemen were mutants, hoping to save his life.

And Kaba was not a fool, so he asked curiously: "Since you said that the Asian policeman may be a mutant, what abilities does he have?"

When the subordinate heard the question, he immediately started to use his brain, and said in a loud voice: "He has the ability of night vision, the darkness can't hinder the opponent's vision at all, and... and..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked over by Kabbah.

"Fake! Do you think I'm stupid! That's a military tactical helmet! What a mutant! Everyone in the police station told me!

Throw him into the sea! Our Ghost Hand Party does not allow deserters to appear! "

"No! Boss Kabbah, I know I was wrong, woo woo..."

Upon hearing this, his subordinates immediately wanted to step forward and beg for mercy, but were pulled away.

Soon, new subordinates came over to inquire.

"Boss Kaba, what should we do now?"

Kaba lay back on the sofa, took a piece of marijuana, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Take some peace for the time being. According to the news from above, Marvin is very angry that we dare to attack the rookie police officers, but they will suppress it." Come down."

After he finished speaking, he lit the marijuana and slowly smoked it, showing a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Publish that video with the beginning and end cut off, and then lead to a wave of public opinion. I want to make everyone shout for the Asian policeman to beat him and kill him..."