Chapter Twenty-Seven: The First Meeting

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this matter was very feasible, and Brighton paid more attention to this kind of fighting skill.

On the other hand, George naturally understands Breton's psychology.

This kind of fighting technique can instantly incapacitate the opponent, as a police officer fighting on the front line, he naturally knows its value very well. So, before that, he asked, however, the result was not good.

"It's difficult." There was a hint of helplessness in George's eyes.

"According to orthopedic experts, this technique of removing bones is a fighting technique similar to joint techniques. There is a lot of knowledge involved, and it is very difficult to study this technique just by observing the skeletal state of several people, and it is almost impossible to remove the joints of a person's whole body with just a simple action like the other party. ”

"Even if it is cracked, the difficulty of learning this technique will be very high, and it will not be universal."

Unlike the police on Earth in the previous life, the police in this world is a high-risk profession. The endless emergencies and the high loss rate make many people have a respectful attitude towards this profession.

They police, in order to find fresh blood, try to do everything they can. Continuously increase wages and salaries, and at the same time, increase various benefits to attract more people to join. But compared with money, life is more important in the hearts of most people.

As a result, within the police, the majority of the members are veterans.

Therefore, in this world, any way to improve the effectiveness of the police is very important. Edward's fighting skills are naturally very good. Merely......

However, George knew in his heart that this very technical ability had strict requirements for himself. It is conceivable that a person who is weaker than ordinary people can easily make a professionally trained soldier lose his combat effectiveness in an instant, and this skill is absolutely very precious.

"yes, it's hard not to say no, try as much as you can." Breton doesn't intend to give up on that. Even if it doesn't reach the level that Edward can abolish one person with a casual look, it's good to have some improvements.

As for the suffering of the four robbers and whether they will die as a result, it is not in the scope of consideration.

"William! What we are going to talk about now is how to deal with the adverse effects of this accident. I'm not talking about a poor boy here! John Hudson, who was beside him, heard the words of the two, looked at the screen with his eyes flashing, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

John Hudson, with a thin face, a very typical hooked nose towering over his face, coupled with a knife-sharp gaze, makes people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.

This is a strong man.

"Just now, the Stark Group has sent a notice that for this accident, because the police failed to deal with it in time, and caused harm to the playboy, the other party is very dissatisfied, and the Stark Group has decided to cancel the charitable donations to the New York police in the future. Instead, donate this money to some damn black African brothers!! ”

At this point, John's sharp eyes burst into an angry gaze, and it was clear that this excuse seemed to him an insult.

"Ha, this kind of reason is very similar to that playboy's style!" Brighton shrugged and said amusedly.

It seems that the other party does not care about the cancellation of the donation.

"William, the other party canceled the donation, although this matter is not big, but the bad impact will definitely be reported by that group of mad dog-like reporters, wantonly smearing the police station, and when the time comes, the people will think that the police are incompetent!"

More money and less money, he doesn't care. However, he absolutely can't stand to let the police be humiliated, and then affect his status! In this country, the influence of a rich man should never be underestimated.

"We should now come up with a way to deal with the negative impact of this incident on the New York police as soon as possible."

"John, we're figuring it out." William said in a steady tone.

"Yes, hope for a poor boy." John raised his eyebrows and said in a disdainful tone.

Sharp as an eagle's eye, staring at Edward's pale face on the screen, John said in a gloomy tone

"I don't think that in front of a playboy, a poor boy from a slum will have any influence."

In front of the table now, there is a stack of Edward's information, the other party's family situation, they naturally understand, a kid who grew up in a slum.

"Why not give it a try." Brighton said nonchalantly.

Succeeded, best. Not successful, and nothing. All that's left to do now is one more choice.

At this moment, the image on the big screen changed, and finally froze on Tony's bright smile and hugged Edward with a blank face.

Tony Stark, who is it?

As long as it is in this country, within the scope of the Federation's influence, there is no one who does not know. Tony Stark, a playboy, a playboy who knows how to appreciate beautiful women.

Countless people can treasure Tony Stark's romantic affairs.

is such a person, his character, his habits, his style, naturally many people understand.

One of them is the sentence that he often puts on his lips.

"Stark's body is off-limits to all creatures except beautiful women."

And it is such a person, now in the media, but he is holding a man's shoulder, although it is a boy, but the relationship between the two, said ordinary, no one will believe it.

Although, it doesn't necessarily really affect Tony Stark's decision. However, it is also a good thing to befriend an extraordinary teenager. What's more, this teenager also has a lot to do with the controller of the Stark Group.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A steady and powerful knock on the door interrupted the conversation between several people.

"Alright, here comes our hero." William said a word, as if to remind him. Subsequently, raise your voice.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and Edward, with a ruddy face, walked in.

"Good afternoon, sir." Edward, with a gentle smile on his face, walked into the conference room, his warm gaze swept over the three people sitting there, and a peaceful voice sounded in the conference room.

Looking at Edward in front of him, the three people sitting there, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. The temperament of the other party is really a little unexpected.

The temperament is very subtle, he is a collection of a person's environment, ability, and all comprehensive factors. And the boy in front of him, every move, is like a medieval gentleman, exuding an indescribable charm, like a fine wine after the baptism of the years, mellow and long.

That's the wisdom of the years.

That's really ...... It's really ...... Incredible.

Poverty does not breed nobility.