In Abby's point of view, Li Wu first snatched one of the opponent's iron rods, and then rushed into the encirclement of these Indians, and then every time he swung the iron rods, one Indian would fall to the ground and never get up again.

After only two minutes, all the Indians except Li Wu fell.

"Bell...."Li Wu threw away the iron rod in his hand and said to Abby, "Let's go." ”

"Wait.... Wait, are you sure you don't need to call the police? Abby looked at the Indians in the area and wondered if she should call the police and call a doctor by the way.

"No, in Chinatown, someone will pick up the mess." After Li Wu finished speaking, he urged Abby to leave with the Indian girl.

Abby had to leave with the Indian girl and Li Wu, and the two found a five-star hotel in Manhattan, and after settling the Indian girl, they went to the café in the hotel lobby to rest.

"Lee.... So the real use of your martial arts is this? As she spoke, Abby gestured twice with her fist.

"Yes, Abby, that's what martial arts are really for." Li Wu nodded.

He had to admit that he was very happy just now, and when he snatched the iron rod in the hands of an Indian Ah San with an empty hand into the white blade, he immediately knocked over 8 Indian Ah San with a set of "Night Fighting Eight Desolations" knife technique, and this comfortable feeling can only be found when knocking out others in the ring.

This kind of exuberance can't seem to be found on the basketball court.

"Oh! That's so cool! If you had been at the Palace of Auburn Hills..... I think the most showy person is you. I don't know if it's because of the nerves of the American girl or if Abby has seen more of the world than the average girl after all, and after the horror is settled, she starts to joke.

"Huh." In the face of this humor, Li Wu did not know how to react except for a polite rather than an embarrassed smile.

"Whew! Lee, I think of a good friend of mine, I think she can help this poor little girl, although she is an American, but she is of Indian origin, she is very concerned about her country, especially about the status of women in her country, I will call her tomorrow morning, until I am done with this issue, I think I can't continue to follow and interview you, fortunately you haven't played these days, the next game of the Lions should be against Brown University on the 20th, I think I should be able to catch up. Abby said slightly apologetically.

"Okay, Abby, you don't have to be burdened, take care of this girl's affairs first, but I hope that whatever the girl chooses, you will respect her wishes. Even if he chooses to go back to that scumbag. Li Wu said.

"That's impossible!" Abby said firmly: "I can't tolerate her going back to that kind of scumbag, that would be tantamount to pushing her to hell." ”

Li Wu sighed, he studied history and knew more about the history and social situation of India than Abby: "If she has lived in the 'hell' of your mouth since she was a child, she will lose her heart to yearn for the light." The unequal position of many women in India is not that they can't fight, but that they are used to it and don't want to fight. ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Abby to reply, Li Wu left, many Indian women are actually like Confucian scholars in ancient China who were willing to die for the country, thinking that unfair things should be taken for granted, and it is useless to persuade such people.

He said all he said to Abby, because now he had to deal with other things, after leaving the hotel, he found a pot of red immortal flowers on the door of the hotel, Li Wu took out a hundred dollars and said to the doorman: "Hello, can you give me two immortal flowers, this hundred yuan is yours." ”

Just as Li Wu and Abby were placing the Indian girl, a tea restaurant in Chinatown that had been closed was now open again, and in the early hours of the morning, the opening of the tea restaurant was very abrupt.

The restaurant's sign lights were on, and two people, an Indian and an Asian, stood at the door, looking at each other from time to time, with no hint of hostility in their eyes.

Inside the café, the hall has been emptied, only in the center there is a large round table, on each side of the table stood a dozen or so people, almost all of these people have tattoos, the same Indian and Asian, from the skin color, the two groups of people are distinct.

In front of the two groups, one sits at opposite ends of the round table, with an old white-haired man in a tunic, wrinkled face, and a plump, middle-aged Indian with curly hair, big eyes, and dark skin on the other.

The white-haired old man's eyes were half-open and half-closed, still dozing, while the fat middle-aged Indian glared angrily at the old man, but there was still fear in his eyes.

"Situ sits in the hall." The Indian pronounced these four words in broken Chinese, and then said in an English accent: "We Indians have been doing business with you Chinese all these years, and there has been no problem, can you explain to me why our women were robbed of your land before they gave money?" Is your massage parlor so loss-making that you can't afford to pay the restocking fee? ”

The old man who was called Situ sat in the hall yawned and said listlessly: "It's not my Hongqing Group who robbed people at all, my Sijiu Zai can see it clearly, how many of you brothers are pulling goods on the street, but they were beaten by a Chinese boy and an American girl, and then lost the goods, can this also rely on our heads?" We Hongqing Group has rules for doing things, we don't ask where the goods come from, we don't get into trouble when we buy the goods, the goods are lost in our bow, not made by our own people, and we won't care. I said curry, so many years of partners, don't you know the rules of the old man? ”

The fat Indian man, who was called Curry, immediately laughed when he heard this: "Oh, my friend, Brother Situ! If it's not your person, it's all easy to say, and for Shiva's sake, we'll find another girl for you right away. But we are also looking for trouble with that Chinese kid, and I hope you don't interfere. ”

After listening to this, Situ suddenly opened his eyes, and glanced at the curry sharply, as if a sleepy male lion suddenly woke up, staring at the curry's heart, and then Situ sat in the restaurant and returned to his lethargic appearance: "No one can hurt Chinese in Chinatown without paying any price." ”

Curry smiled and said, "Of course! Of course! Brother Situ, we won't do anything in Chinatown.........."

Before Situ could speak, a young voice came from outside the tea restaurant: "If you don't do it here today, I'm afraid you'll never have a chance to do it.....

Behind the curry, a middle-aged Indian immediately shouted in English: "Boss! That's the man! It was he who snatched Dilla! ”