The Scarman rolled his eyes up and almost passed out because of the pain. He yelled intermittently:
“Go… Go beat him to death, f**ck! It hurts so bad!”
The other two didn’t expect Jackson would attack first. A vicious look flashed across their eyes and they rushed toward Jackson together.
Their opponent was Jackson only, and they completely ignored Sara who stood next to Jackson.
Sara was about to confront those two men before Jackson said mildly: “Two littler thieves, no need for you to do this.”
Normally, Sara would definitely rushed forward in such situation, but she knew that Jackson’s fighting skills were proficient as well, so she just stood where she was and waited for Jackson to take the fight.
The two men took out their swinging sticks from behind as they were rushing. When they got close to Jackson, they swung the sticks to Jackson’s face.
Bang!
Jackson simply kicked over, and the two little thieves were both lying on the ground with their hands covering the stomach.
It was obvious that those two knew nothing about kungfu. They swung their hands up to the air, leaving the front of their bodies open to any attack.
Jackson walked to a thief with one hand in his pocket.
“Heh, you don’t behave yourselves and do such bad things at a young age? And even become a thief swinging sticks in front of me? I bet you guys were still crying for your mother when I leant to use a stick.”
Jackson picked up the swinging stick while educating those guys and hitting them with the stick.
It looked like a father teaching his children a lesson. The three little thieves had no chance to fight back at all.
“Oh, damn, it hurts, please stop. We will surrender!”
“Grandpa, please forgive us, please forgive us, don’t hit us again!”
Sara put her arms around the chest and didn’t speak, but she seemed to be surprised slightly.
Jackson didn’t hit any lethal spots of those thieves, but every time he made a strike, the stick landed on the wrist, shoulder, ankle and other joints, which hurt really bad.
Even Sara herself didn’t realize the involuntary smile at the corner of her mouth. The grievance for being scolded as big breast girl just now disappeared to nowhere as well.
“Can’t bear it anymore so soon?” Jackson asked with a mocking smile.
“F**ck, let’s see whether you can bear it if we hit you instead.” A man with red hair complained.
Right after he finished speaking, Jackson slammed the man’s left face with the stick.
The man’s mouth was instantly filled with blood, even the teeth from the left side were beaten out.
“Ah, it hurts.” The red hair man cried out of the pain.
Jackson moved his finger, “Right face.”
What the hack, again?
The red hair man even had the death wish, but he was so scared that he shrank his neck when he saw Jackson’s warning look.
The man stretched out his right face tentatively.
Snapped!
As expected, another hit by the stick arrived. The man with red hair knelt down and begged for mercy.
This guy was way too fierce.
“Now I have the power of initiative. You’d better talk nicely, otherwise, the next stick will be hit into your a*s!”
Sara wiped her cold sweat secretly. Everyone said that she was a violent police-lady. She was a really kind person in comparison to the degree of viciousness of Jackson.
What’s more, Jackson did at these with a smile, as though he was playing a game, which was really strange.
“Stop beating them, I will ask my colleague to bring them away.”
If Jackson kept going on, the thieves might be in danger, so Sara stopped Jackson.
Jackson waved his hands and said, “It’s useless to call the police. They will be imprisoned for a few days at most and come back as thieves again. I have to give them an unforgettable lesson so that they won’t dare to bully others in the future.”
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