Rebirth: I am the American leader

"It seems like he really came here to exchange for a bonus!"

"Damn, does this guy have the guts to be a basketball? He killed a Kingpin man in Hell's Kitchen and then came to us to collect the bounty?"

George Stacey Jude This is the most outrageous thing I have ever heard.

"And we checked the surveillance and Kingpin personally visited Hell's Kitchen today."

Listening to the trainee police officer's words, George's mouth opened wide unconsciously.

The person who killed Jin Bin and the person who killed him in front of Jin Bin are completely different things.

"Hello? Can you hear me? Can you take this unfortunate guy away? It's summer and he's going to stink."

Steve continued to speak helplessly, and George finally reacted.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon, and we'll prepare your bounty. Or give me your card number and I'll call you directly? After all, gangs are rampant there."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Steve Rogers. I am now the principal of Hell's Kitchen High School, you don't have to worry about my safety.

Come here, damn, he's almost done. "

After Steve finished speaking, he hung up the phone without any intention of telling the other party his address.

Anyway, although these policemen may be a bit idiotic, you should never doubt their equipment.

This is America, and black technology is everywhere.

Soon George and his men roared over in a police car.

This time almost everyone in Hell's Kitchen stuck their heads out and stared at the black and white police cars.

Judging from their expressions, these guys are their natural enemies.

Steve stood nearby and pointed at the guy on the ground.

"Okay, I think you should bring all the money I want."

George looked Steve up and down, looking a little doubtful.

"Honestly, you look so much like Captain America."

"Huh? Has that guy ever taken off his mask?"

Steve laughed, and George stared at him, hoping to see different emotions in his eyes.

But Steve just stood there naturally, standing in his sight.

To be honest, the man in front of him is far from the man in Captain George's memory.

He used to regard that man as his role model in junior high school and high school, and he watched the promotional videos he made over and over again.

It wasn't until he became a police officer that his habit really stopped.

"Yeah, if the captain is still alive, he should be over ninety now. And you, my god, are you thirty yet?"

"Twenty-two. I just came back from Afghanistan. You know, most young people in this country have nothing to do."

Steve reached out and patted the roof of the police car.

George looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Hey kid. Seriously, I have no idea what you're doing here, but if you want a different life, you can come to my place."

"Huh? A fat black guy told me the same thing this morning. But it doesn't matter, I have found my lifelong career.

I'm now the acting principal at a high school in Hell's Kitchen, and I want to change some people. "

Steve continued to sing a high-sounding tune, completely ignoring how determined he was when he rejected this matter.

"Huh? I didn't expect what you said was true."

Steve nodded, and the trainee officer handed him a brown paper bag from the back seat.

"Then I will go back to school first, of course. I also opened a security company, if you have any business in New York.

You might as well come to me to take over. To be honest, I am very professional. "

After saying this, Steve waved his hand and swaggered off the street.

The residents standing on the high-rise buildings on both sides took back their heads when they saw this.

George looked at the trainee police officer who was carrying the body and said.

"Damn, we gotta hurry up. Did you see how eager these guys are around here? We gotta get out of here quick."

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On the playground of Hell High School, the students were already in chaos.

But due to Principal Henry's face, no one has really left the playground yet.

Coupled with the students who were coming in from outside one after another, these restless high school students also roughly understood that the man in the motorcycle jacket was not a kind person.

Although they can avoid giving him face when he can't see them, it doesn't mean that they are not afraid of settling accounts later.

"Damn it, you kids are just like me. You don't know how to write the words "let people worry".

Steve walked into the playground, cursing, carrying a shotgun, and went up to the stands on his own.

"Listen up, you damn bastards. I'm not a saint, and I'm far from a good person.

From now on, I will give each of you three chances to violate school rules.

After three times, I will definitely punish you severely, you have to know.

The situation you're in right now is fucked up, really.

No one wants you to leave this hellish place more than me. From now on, you must strictly implement the school rules I set.

I hope you can all leave this damn place.

Of course, if you still want to go out and join a gang or something.

You can definitely apply to me to drop out of school, otherwise I guarantee that whichever gang you join will be killed. "

No one doubted what Steve said. In their opinion, this guy might, just maybe, actually be able to do it.

"Enjoy your high school life from now on."

Steve slapped the fence after saying this.

Old John picked up his gun from his feet, stared at him and said.

"I don't mean to look down on you, but I want to deal with these little guys. It's definitely not enough for the two of us. You know, these little guys are too energetic.

And this is Hell's Kitchen, so maybe some bad guys will get their claws in. "

"Yes, we need a team. You know, I just came back from Afghanistan. There are not enough people. Let's put out the recruitment notice first.

Remember to describe the conditions here as harsh. We'd better find two retired mercenaries. "

Steve muttered to himself, and Old John nodded in agreement.

Principal Henry listened to what the two of them said, and always felt that something was not right.

But he couldn't think of any reason to refute it.

After all, dealing with these damn kids is tantamount to fighting people on the battlefield.

“I’ll be in charge of the job ads, but I’m not sure all these people can use them.

Honestly, we might have to spend a few days on this. "

"Okay, then let us return this place to Principal Henry. It is estimated that these brats will use up their three opportunities in a day or so."