I practiced in the United States

Li Ang couldn't help but sigh, those few moves just now were really cool!

No wonder everyone loves to watch action movies, it's a pity that there is not even an audience around. ơɱ

He rubbed his painful palm and walked into the house.

Before he reached the door, he faintly heard the sound of sirens.

"Damn, they came at the right time, are they here to collect the bodies?"

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Li Ang cursed in a low voice.

But to be honest, there are risks if the police come too early. If they treat him as a suspect and shoot him twice, it will be fun.

Don't doubt the possibility of this happening. It's not the first time they have done this.

What's more, this is Florida, where talents abound.

I called the police and let them kill me. People who don't know would think they hired a killer.

Li Ang returned to the bedroom again, reminding Xila that it was him, and told her not to be afraid.

"Don't worry, it's me, Li Ang, and I've dealt with the bad guy just now."

His caution was not without reason, because he found that Xila was holding a kitchen knife and guarding the place where he had just squatted.

And Xiao Hei, who was in deep sleep on the ground, had been tied up with ropes by Xila.

After seeing that the person coming was Li Ang, Xila quickly threw away the kitchen knife and ran into Li Ang's arms.

There is a saying that men are teenagers until death, but Li Ang thinks that every woman actually has a girl's heart.

For example, Xila, who has turned into an octopus again at this moment.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, the police are here too."

Li Ang patted Xila's back gently and comforted her.

He was a 17-year-old boy, coaxing a 32-year-old young woman, just like a father coaxing his daughter.

"It's great that you're okay, woo woo woo."

Xila sobbed softly in Li Ang's arms.

She was really scared just now. She wanted Li Ang not to chase the bad guy, just in case something went wrong.

Despite this, she still mustered up her courage, first dealt with the person lying on the ground, and then took the kitchen knife, ready to face the worst.

Xila used to think that there was nothing wrong with being alone. Until today, she realized that people sometimes really need someone to rely on.

"Did the black man run away?"

Xila subconsciously ignored what Li Ang had just said about getting rid of him. In her impression, Li Ang was the type of obedient student, and even in school, he would be bullied.

Even his outstanding performance in the bicycle race before did not deviate from the scope of a student.

She really couldn't imagine how Li Ang would get rid of the tall and strong black man just now.

"Well, it was literally solved by me."

Li Ang didn't know how to explain it, so he had to lead Xila to the window behind the house.

Pointed to the black mass on the ground.

"Look, he's there now, sleeping as peacefully as his companion."

"Ah!"

Sira couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"You really surprised me."

If the black man at the beginning was attacked by Li Ang, then I really don't know how to explain this one now.

"Okay, the police are coming, let's wait at the door."

Li Ang thought for a while and decided that it would be safer to wait at the door.

This will allow the police to see the two of them more clearly and increase the sense of security for the police as much as possible.

Because of the proliferation of guns, American police are almost the most insecure group in the world.

Of course, the reason why I use almost is because they can't compare with the more heavyweight old Mexicans.

Any suspect they face may suddenly pull out a gun and shoot them twice.

So the practice of emptying the magazine when meeting, although simple and crude, is also a helpless move for self-protection.

Therefore, Li Ang really didn't dare to let the police search for them in the house. He was afraid of one thing.

But even if Li Ang was so careful, the three policemen who rushed over at this time would have loudly asked Li Ang to hold his head with his hands and squat on the ground.

They were so careful because they had to consider the possibility that Li Ang hijacked Miss Sheila next to him.

Similarly, they relaxed a little because they saw that Li Ang was Asian.

After all, although Asians have a lower status than black people in the United States, most of them are relatively well-behaved and relatively less aggressive.

"We are late, Miss Sheila, are you okay?"

According to the average police dispatch time, they are not late, after all, only ten minutes have passed.

As they talked, they pointed their guns in the direction of Li Ang and slowly approached.

"Hey! You shouldn't do this to my friend. He just saved me, not you good-for-nothings!"

Sheila responded louder than him, and even used insulting words.

But even so, the policemen always looked down on Sheila and dared not refute at all.

"Yes, actually, I live in the house next door, and I'm a high school student at Shengfu High School."

Leon also explained.

After understanding the situation, the police finally put down their guns and apologized:

"I'm sorry, we were too nervous."

"It's okay, I understand."

Sierra has the confidence to be so arrogant, but he can't, at least not at the moment.

After a brief conversation, the police also called an ambulance and sent the two black guys to the hospital.

"Maybe this will take up some of your time, but I have to say that you have to cooperate with our investigation at the police station."

After figuring out the relationship between Li Ang and Sierra, the policeman's attitude changed dramatically. At least just now, he would never speak so softly.

In the police station, they mainly went through the motions.

After all, the facts of this case are quite clear, not to mention that there is surveillance as evidence.

The policeman was right. They were indeed sent back after a slight delay.

Li Ang didn't see the complicated process as rumored.

He could vaguely feel that this might all be Sierra's credit.

Back in Xila's yard, Li Ang was about to say goodbye and go home to rest, but was stopped by Xila.

"Li, can you not leave tonight? I'm still a little scared."

Xila's voice became smaller and smaller as time went on.

What could Li Ang do? Since people had begged him like this, he naturally stayed to help them to the end.

At night, Li Ang was lying on the bed in the second bedroom. Just after he turned off the lights, his door was suddenly opened and a figure quietly slipped in.