Chapter 112: Confrontation

, firepower is king

The sound of banging was endless. When Gao Guang came to the gym, he saw Mike beating a sandbag crazily.

There are many people practicing fighting, and the gym is public. Whenever Mike starts to practice his basic skills, someone will always exclaim in time.

"Wow, that's so fast."

"This guy is a beast."

The two middle-aged men whispered something, and Mike's coach, an equally strong black man, shouted beside Mike: "Footsteps! Footsteps! Watch your steps!"

There is no particularly stunning or applauding scene, but the physical fitness demonstrated by Mike can scare most people who come here to train.

Football players are not physically strong enough to be human, but Mike is an all-star running back in high school and has entered a famous university team. It is almost a certainty that he can enter the NFL and play professional games. And these things are all It can reflect how strong his body is.

Now, Mike has officially been fighting for more than two months, and his coach who has improved so quickly can’t believe it.

Although it is just some basic movements and basic techniques, Mike understands the importance of basics very well and is very willing to practice them well. Moreover, he is also very self-disciplined. The most terrible thing is that he seems to have real talent for fighting, so this is Very scary.

Just like Mike is unwilling to practice shooting with Gao Guang, Gao Guang is also unwilling to practice fighting with Mike because he will have low self-esteem and feel that the routines he has practiced since childhood are all jokes.

Gao Guang withdrew his gaze and began to punch the dummy in front of him honestly. There were four other new students with him. The coach would let them practice together later, but Gao Guang felt that this fighting was not practical. , as if it was no longer interesting.

Like Gao Guang, the other four students were also weak, because everyone would think about one question, that is, no matter how good they practice, what's the use? If they encounter a monster like Mike, they will not end up being beaten to death with one punch.

There is no benefit to practicing with geniuses. It has no other effect except to destroy your confidence.

"Fortunately I have a gun."

The students training with Gao Guang this time should be from the Los Angeles Police Department. The four of them were sent here at public expense to strengthen their fighting skills. It’s not clear whether they are specific because the coach will not identify any of them, just the four of them. You can also hear it when chatting.

The speaker looked to be in his thirties, not too tall or strong. He looked like he was sitting in an office. He looked at Gao Guang and whispered: "If you encounter this kind of monster, you'd better just shoot. If the gun is good, I won’t choose to fight with him.”

Only then did Gao Guang realize that the person next to him was talking to him, so he nodded quickly and whispered: "That's right, I was stupid to fight him with my fists."

Although Mike is one of his own, as far as the matter is concerned, if you want to fight with someone like Mike, you must have a gun to shoot. There is nothing to say about this.

"Wharton Marshall, nice to meet you."

The person next to him suddenly extended his hand towards Gao Guang and began to introduce himself. Gao Guang stopped practicing boxing and said to the very enthusiastic Wharton: "Hello, my name is Gao Guang."

The two shook hands, and Wharton smiled and said, "I'm from the Robbery and Murder Division of the Los Angeles Police Department. Which unit are you from?"

Sure enough, he was a police officer, and Gao Guang had nothing to hide. He immediately said: "I am PM, and the King's Defense Company is mine."

Wharton didn't have any special ideas. He just said in surprise: "King Defense Company, I seem to have heard of it. Is it in North Hollywood?"

"Yes, you really know."

Wharton laughed and said, "I am responsible for that area. Robberies in North Hollywood are rising rapidly. I often have to deal with companies responsible for home security. It seems that your company also has many home users, right?"

Gao Guang smiled and said: "There used to be, but now the home security business has been transferred out."

It feels like this world is quite small sometimes, and you can actually meet people you know and interact with at the training camp.

At this time, Wharton lowered his voice and said to Gao Guang: "When we are going to sparring later, can we work in pairs?"

Gao Guang was a little puzzled, but Wharton continued in a low voice: "I don't want to be the target of the coach's demonstration. Have you seen my colleagues? They are all strong, man, it is best for us to work in groups of two, do you understand what I mean?" "

Gao Guang finally figured it out. He and Wharton took the initiative to greet him and got close to him for a long time. He just didn't want to be taken out and thrown in front of others later, and he didn't want to fight with his colleagues in a group.

It's a bit strange why Wharton isn't teamed up with his colleagues?

After looking at Walker's three colleagues, they seemed to be just like that, not very capable of fighting.

But looking at Wharton, although he is not too old, he is already showing signs of gaining weight. He is about 1.75 meters tall and weighs 1,780 pounds. He is chubby and has a rosy face.

He didn't look like a policeman, a little too quiet, and Gao Guang firmly believed that Wharton must be working in an office.

Because if Wharton wasn't sitting in the office, he would definitely recognize Mike, who often shopped for zero dollars in North Hollywood.

"Well, okay, let's work in pairs."

Gao Guang thought Wharton's invitation was normal, but when he was talking to Wharton, he saw one of Wharton's colleagues turning his head and looking this way.

There was something wrong with the eyes, which were full of disgust and contempt. After taking a look at Wharton, the person who turned his head immediately whispered something to his companion, and then the three Whartons turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

"Stop warming up, now we start working in pairs. I need a student to volunteer to demonstrate with me. Is any of you willing?"

Gao Guang's fighting class was very scattered, and why he had to train with others at the same time was because he didn't ask an instructor to teach him alone. Another reason is that it is best to have a partner to practice fighting, so when he took this kind of practical class for the first time , I met these four new students.

The three people looked at Gao Guang, so the coach also looked at Gao Guang, but Gao Guang did not take the initiative to raise his hand.

The coach could only point to someone. He pointed to the highlight and was about to speak, but Wharton next to him said urgently: "Coach, we are about the same level, and we have known each other before. It is best for the two of us to work together."

The coach is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is a little strange, but Wharton has already spoken, and he will not force Gao Guang to set an example for him.

In fact, Gao Guang really wanted to practice in pairs with the coach, because it would be the best way.

The coach pointed to the one who looked the tallest and strongest and said, "Come on."

The tallest and strongest one looked at Wharton and said with a half-smile: "Coach, I want to know if there is a free battle in the fighting class here?"

"some."

"That's good."

Smiling meaningfully at Wharton again, Wharton's colleague stood in front of the coach.

The rest is a matter of course. The coach demonstrates the movements, and the two teams below imitate them. Then the speed gradually increases, but the coach must be the winner.

Gao Guang wanted to practice hard, but Wharton was a little distracted, so after Gao Guang punched him not very quickly, Wharton should have used his arm to deflect his fist, and then punched him in the face. But Wharton just lazily raised his arm, and then hit Wharton in the face with a high-gloss fist.

"Oops, sorry."

"sorry."

The highlight speed is not very fast, but it is always a bit fast. If it is slow, the training effect will be lost, so this punch will definitely not cause any trouble, at most it will just fly.

Gao Guang apologized, but Wharton, who had been punched, immediately apologized to him. Then just when Gao Guang felt a little confused, the two people who were sparring next to them stopped fighting.

"What are you doing! Bastard!"

There was a loud shout, and then a man who didn't look angry, but rather happy came over to Gao Guang, then he pushed Gao Guang's chest and said sternly: "Why are you beating people! Are you looking for a beating?"

What does this mean?

Gao Guang was pushed, and when he was stunned, Wharton said urgently: "Stop! What do you want to do! I warn you not to find excuses to cause trouble!"

Gao Guang could see that Wharton's colleagues were not looking for trouble with him, but wanted to mess with Wharton, and now they were targeting him, just using him as an excuse.

"Hit him!"

The person who was demonstrating with the coach suddenly shouted, and then came towards the highlight. He raised his fists and looked menacing.

Gao Guang was sure that no matter how cruel these people were to him, they were just pretending, but as long as Wharton stopped his colleagues, Wharton would be the one who got beaten.

This was a fight, and it was extremely blunt, with no turning point at all, and Wharton would be dragged into it even if he had to find a problem.

The coach was stunned. He immediately rushed towards Gao Guang and said sternly: "What do you want to do! This is combat training. Isn't it normal to miss? Don't you understand!"

The man who was fighting against the coach ignored the coach, but said angrily to Walton: "What are you doing? We are helping you, but you are protecting him?"

His ability to find trouble is really excellent, and his methods of making trouble are really despicable and shameless, but he can achieve the effect.

The coach said in shock: "What do you want to do? You..."

At this time, the person who pushed Gao Guang suddenly stretched out his hand again, and pushed Gao Guang hard on the chest without any warning. Gao Guang staggered after the push. If he hadn't been stable in the lower body and had practiced for many years, this move would have been necessary. Don't fall down.

Gao Guang was also careless. He thought that these people would get involved with Wharton and have nothing to do with him. But in the end, these people really got involved with him and it was over.

Wharton was shocked and angry. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a thunderous roar suddenly rang out in the gym.

"What are you doing!"

Gao Guang, who had just stood firm, looked behind him in horror. The person who pushed him seemed to be frightened, while the strong man who was fighting against the coach subconsciously put his hands on his chest to protect him.

All because of Mike, because Mike came in like an angry rhinoceros.

Mike has some brain problems, but he really does come when he has something to do, and he doesn't even have to wait for a greeting.

He had a bad temper, and he didn't dare to express his anger after being tortured by Thompson countless times. But when he turned around, he saw that Gao Guang had been pushed by someone. It was like pressing the detonation button, and Mike exploded immediately.

The coach opened his arms. He seemed to want to stop Mike, but he just glanced at Mike, but immediately jumped to the side and screamed: "Stop him! No, run for your life!"