Liu Heming didn't continue to hit, he didn't want to make a big deal out of it. He felt that he must be the one who suffered after the trouble, there were too many people.

But he didn't know that now he was no different from beating him. Monroe already held a grudge against him in his heart, and he made a fool of himself in front of these brothers.

With a slight sigh of relief, Monroe recovered a lot, and swung another punch at Liu Heming's nose.

Liu Heming is not stupid, he has been paying attention to his movements, and when he saw him hitting him again, he hurriedly turned to one side and shrank his head, narrowly avoiding this punch.

The clay man still has three points of fire, not to mention that Liu Heming also beat him out with some confidence after punching him just now, he directly raised his foot and kicked it at Monroe's stomach.

This kick was also quite sincere, but Monroe was also prepared and did not kick him down. On the contrary, he also stretched out one arm to wrap his arms around Liu Heming's legs, and the other hand shook his fist and smashed it into Liu Heming's knee.

If this is smashed, Liu Heming's leg may be smashed. You use your knee to push someone, you hit someone on your knee, these are two completely different ways of using force.

When his leg was just hugged by Monroe, Liu Heming knew that it was going to be bad. After a slight struggle, Monroe's fist came down. He jumped up and punched Monroe on the bridge of his nose.

His fist came first, and this punch was even stronger, and Liu Heming heard a "click" sound, and it was estimated that Monroe's nose bone was fractured.

He wasn't that comfortable, although Monroe didn't hit his knee and hit the inside of his thigh, which was called a sourness, and after pulling it back, his legs were a little trembling.

At this time, he doesn't care about anything else, he has already fought a lot, if you think about this and that, it's useless. Anyway, sooner or later, you'll have to suffer, so let's catch one and beat it.

He exerted all his strength, even kicking and punching, regardless of what part he hit.

"Bang"

The sound of the gunshot sounded in Liu Heming's ears, which frightened him, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"Put away your little ones, I just called the police. Don't try to retaliate against us, I'll make a backup of the footage. Anderson held up his shotgun and looked at the men and said coldly.

Liu Heming turned his head and saw that several of the rest of the riders had already put their hands in their arms, and it was estimated that these people were touching their guns.

Monroe got up from the ground, stared at Liu Heming and Anderson fiercely for a while, wiped the blood from under his nose, and made a throat-cutting gesture at Liu Heming. Then he walked towards his motorcycle, and after starting the motorcycle, he still looked at Liu Heming and Anderson while banging the engine.

Liu Heming was not to be outdone, he would stare at him, anyway, he had already called the police, and there was monitoring here, so he didn't blame himself for this matter.

"Phew, they're finally gone. I didn't expect you to knock that big man down like that with two more strokes. Watching the bikers leave, Anderson let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Anderson, if it weren't for you, I'd have suffered a loss. Liu Heming said gratefully.

"Put your gun in the car in the future, they don't come here very often, but you are remembered by them now. Anderson patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Then can I report directly to the police officer later?" asked Liu Heming.

"Where are the police officers, I'm scaring them. Anderson rolled his eyes.

"Even if the state police can rush over as quickly as possible, I'm afraid it will take more than half an hour. Can you expect our Mayor George to come from home to save you?"

"Uh...... You didn't call the police just now?" asked Liu Heming with some fear.

Anderson nodded earnestly.

"Anderson, Dexter, what's the matter, right?" John rushed over from his fast food restaurant.

"It's nothing, they seem to be from the Flying Eagle Gang, and they just had some unpleasantness with Dexter. Anderson shook his head.

"How did they get here? Xiangshui is not their territory. John said with a frown.

"Who knows how, but you didn't see it just now, Dexter's movements are beautiful. Especially the one that jumps, this is Chinese kung fu. Anderson said and imitated it a few times.

Liu Heming grinned bitterly, he knows how to fart. It's nothing more than that the system has improved his physical fitness now, and then this Monroe is a little underestimated, so he has taken advantage.

Now I not only hurt my thighs, but also my fists. The effect of force is mutual, and I don't wear gloves, and my fingers feel a little numb.

"Anderson, John, do you think they will come back to take revenge on me?" Liu Heming asked with some concern.

"No, it's an emergency for them, and it's not their territory. But you have to be careful, they are all bikers after all. John shook his head.

"Well, it looks like I'll have to carry the gun with me at all times. Liu Heming nodded.

Isn't this a calamity for nothing, who would want to come out and buy a vegetable and buy a fight? It seems that life in the United States is not so easy. Not only do you have to deal with the pressure of money, but also the pressure of these bad guys who can pop up at any time.

Maybe they don't dare to actually snatch the bears away, but it's still very possible to beat themselves up.

After thanking Anderson again, Liu Heming got in the car and left.

On the way back, he was still a little excited. It seems that the system improves physical fitness, which is really powerful. If this had been replaced by his former self, he would have been beaten like a chicken, and there would be a chance to fight back.

It seems that there is still more coaxing the system to let him post more, better and simpler tasks, and then improve his physical fitness in an all-round way. Maybe then I will be able to punch one and kick one like in the movie.

It's just that this is just a little fantasy in the car, and when he returns to the ranch, he still turns his shotgun out and fills it with bullets.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, in case these people really find a grudge. It's a bit difficult for a person to face it head-on, not to mention that there are so many people.

Maybe Robin the gorilla is nothing here, and those people won't dare to come forward when they see him. But I can't do it now, and I have to use a gun to defend myself.