North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

"Locke..."

"Locke..."

When Jet saw Locke coming, he stood up suddenly, looking a little embarrassed.

Marcy Davis, who was next to her, also stood up and looked at Locke with a guilty look.

Locke smiled at Marcy Davis. He hadn't seen her for a while. He noticed that Marcy Davis seemed to have grown up a little, and her female features were becoming more and more obvious. She looked graceful, charming, and charming. , no wonder Jeter has a crush on her.

He observed the injuries on Jet's face. Fortunately, they were all skin injuries. They did not hurt the bridge of his nose or eyes. They had already been taken care of by the infirmary.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized the profound meaning of Marianne's words yesterday. It's not easy to be a temporary guardian.

If Jet was really seriously injured, he wouldn't know how to explain it to Marian and Li Bo.

He glanced at the slim Marcy Davis again and joked to Jeter: "Although I lost, I have made progress. I dare to fight for girls..."

Although he still didn't know what exactly happened, seeing Marcy Davis accompanying him and the guilty look in Marcy's eyes just now, he understood everything in an instant.

Jet looked ashamed and said angrily: "Who said I lost?"

In contrast, Marcy Davis was much more generous. She took the initiative to hold Jett's hand and said with a smile: "Kleven is not any better than Jett. It was Craven who used discriminatory language." He scolded us, so Jeter beat him..."

"good..."

Locke nodded to Jett and said gratefully to Marcy Davis: "Marcy, thank you, you made Jett finally become a man..."

“what are you talking about?”

I don't know whether it was because of being held by Marcy Davis or because of Locke's words, Jet's face turned red, "Don't talk nonsense, we didn't..."

Locke looked at him speechlessly. This kid is hopeless. He doesn't understand such a good assist!

But seeing the two of them holding hands, I couldn't help but smile to myself. It seemed like this fight was not in vain!

He shrugged, "Well, well, you're not a man yet!"

Locke ignored Jett and said to Marcy Davis: "Marcy, I recommend a place, the Beverly Four Seasons Hotel, overlooking the Hollywood Hills. The bed in the room is very soft, very suitable for a date..."

"Locke..."

Jett looked like he couldn't stand him and interrupted him: "Miss Burton is still waiting for you!"

Locke also looked unbearable.

Fuck, how could I have a brother like this.

"Okay, let's take care of your business first. Let me see who your first opponent is? Hehe, I have to say, I feel so friendly here!"

Locke knocked on the office door, and after receiving permission, opened the door and walked in.

There were four people in the office. Sitting behind the desk was no longer the mean-tongued Mrs. Poppy with her reading glasses, but a young and beautiful blond woman in a well-tailored suit. She looked very dignified and intellectual, but Locke looked at her. Why does it feel familiar?

On one side of the desk, three people were sitting, a middle-aged white man and woman and a young white man with a bruise on his face. Judging from their clothing and temperament, they belonged to the wealthy class.

Well, the injuries on the white young man's face are indeed no worse than Jet's.

At this moment, the middle-aged men and women looked a little ugly and were staring at Locke and the others coldly.

The middle-aged man asked coldly: "Is this how you solve the problem? Miss Burton, I was willing to mediate to save Troy High School's face, but the other party's family members didn't come over, and only one young man came. This is A huge disrespect to us..."

Locke ignored the man and said to Evelea Burton: "Miss Burton, I am Jet's brother Locke Lee. Can you tell me what happened? I heard Jet said that he was being used by a certain student. Discriminatory verbal abuse led to their conflict. I can't believe that such a bad thing happened at Troy High School. I ask the school to investigate this racial discrimination incident..."

"In addition, I also want to talk to the other party's family about what kind of family education can educate such a bad and corrupt child. This is Troy High School. I think Troy High School should re-examine whether this student's moral character can continue... "

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Craven Turner, who had a bruise on his face, suddenly stood up and yelled angrily at Locke.

Locke turned his head, his expression instantly solidified, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he stared coldly at Craven Turner, "Who are you?"

"..."

Craven Turner was stared at by Locke, and he felt as if his heart was being pinched by something. He was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe. His legs weakened and he fell back, his body shaking uncontrollably.

At this time, the academic teacher Evelea Burton spoke. She stared at Locke curiously with her beautiful eyes, and said with a slight tone in her voice: "Mr. Li, these two are Mr. Turner and Mrs. Turner." , they are Kraven's parents, and it is Kraven who conflicts with Jet..."

"Oh……"

Locke looked at Mr. Turner and asked: "Mr. Turner, Mrs. Turner, you all seem to be well-educated and decent people. Why did you educate such a child who is not so bad and vulgar? Have you ever tested DNA?" ? Could it be that I hugged you wrongly?"

"..."

"Shit, what the fuck are you talking about? (Shit, what the fuck are you talking about?)"

Peter Turner stretched out his hand to stop his furious wife, and glanced at the Omega De Ville watch on Locke's wrist. He had studied this watch and it cost more than 200,000 dollars. It was more expensive than the Jaeger-LeCoultre watch he was wearing. The master is more than 100,000 yuan more expensive.

He had just tested Miss Burton, but Miss Burton was very secretive about her family background and never let go.

Therefore, he only thought that the other party was a Chinese family with some wealth, but he did not expect that the other party was a white Chinese family, and they were not generally wealthy.

Mrs. Turner was dissatisfied with her husband's silence, "Peter, is he humiliating us?"

What puzzled her even more was that her son, who had always had a bad temper, remained silent when he heard such humiliation.

Peter Turner looked gloomy and said: "Miss Burton, you also heard the other party's humiliation of our family. I plan to let my lawyer resolve this matter..."

Efreya Burton glanced at Locke helplessly, and replied to Peter Turner: "Of course, Mr. Turner, this is your right, but I suggest you think about it again, this is just a dispute between students. conflict, we do not recommend escalating the matter..."

Peter Turner ignored Miss Burton's dissuasion and picked up his cell phone to call his lawyer.

Locke looked calm, "Miss Burton, should I also notify my lawyer?"

Ifreya Burton rolled her eyes at Locke, dissatisfied with him for turning things like this, "Of course, this is also your right!"

"Thanks……"

Locke has already recognized who the dean is, a former member of the Troy High School football cheerleading team, uh, one of his ex-girlfriends, uh, sex friends.

Unexpectedly, this woman actually went back to work at Troy High School.

Locke motioned for Jeter and Marcy Davis to sit down, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Daisy, I need a lawyer..."