There might also be those who erge from the ranks of outstanding students in the police academy.
No one knows this better than Zheng Changjun. The reason for having Luo Fei take the lead is to leverage his own trump card to give future police officers in the bureau a solid first lesson.
"Everyone, let introduce to you so of the elites from our criminal investigation team. They’ve achieved great success before, and today is your opportunity to learn from them and witness the strength of your predecessors."
Luo Fei and Liao Xingyu stood in a line, looking at these so-called young people in front of them, and the atmosphere imdiately beca awkward.
This first question is already a bit tricky!
Because Luo Fei rose through the ranks based on rit and capability.
After all, he’s only twenty-four this year!
Yet so of these who have climbed step by step are already twenty-five or twenty-six. Seeing a younger Luo Fei co out to guide them as a senior left them speechless.
"Team Leader Luo, I heard you’ve accomplished a lot before and are quite capable. Could you tell us which police academy you graduated from and how you perford previously?"
One officer straightforwardly pierced Luo Fei with a blunt question.
The tension was palpable, and Zhao Donglai and the others frowned slightly. It seed there were indeed so troublemakers in this batch.
Facing such remarks, Luo Fei responded calmly.
"Looks like you’ve investigated , but unfortunately, not thoroughly enough. You need to know that the gap between us isn’t about education or grades. It’s my achievents and actual performance that make worthy of being called your senior."
"If all your previous efforts were just to stand here and compare this with , then it’s aningless!"
"Using your youthful efforts and academic achievents to debate with peers about the level of one’s background is not the original intention of a police officer serving the people. So, what you should truly question is not my past, but your own political beliefs."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Xingyu and the others applauded enthusiastically.
Well said!
Zhao Donglai and Zheng Changjun nodded in acknowledgnt, both smiling approvingly. Unyielding, composed, and within a few words, he displayed his great perspective!
Looking at the opponent’s face, which shifted unpredictably, Luo Fei smiled peacefully.
He had read many related books before, and when it cos to mory, the kid in front of him was no match—even if ten of him were bound together.
The opponent fell silent, montarily feeling ashad and disgraced.
Suddenly, a younger man stepped forward.
"Team Leader Luo, I heard you’ve solved nurous big cases during investigations, so you must be quite impressive, right?"
"Which aspect are you referring to?"
Luo Fei scrutinized the other person, and from this young man, he could perceive his strength.
Though not particularly tall, the young man had well-toned muscles, brimming with youthful vigor and an aura of fearlessness.
"Investigative skills? Or the thods of apprehension?"
"Team Leader Luo, which do you feel is more advantageous? Let’s compete on that."
"Compete? Are you sure you want to compete with ?"
Luo Fei was waiting for the opponent to take the bait, and sure enough, the challenge ca. Liao Xingyu and others shook their heads, realizing soone was truly asking for trouble.
"Yes, newcors challenging veterans should be encouraged. Director Zheng gave us a heads-up, saying that demonstrating strength here is welco, and those who excel have the opportunity for promotion later."
The newcor looked full of excitent and confidence.
"My na is Yan Poyue! I’ve co specifically to learn from Team Leader Luo’s martial arts."
"Yan Poyue, impressive, your na is quite bold!"
"And a good reason too—seeking promotion, eh? But that might leave you disappointed."
Luo Fei stepped out.
"To be honest with you all, I’m actually the weakest among the team leaders. It’s thanks to Captain Zhao’s support that I’ve reached this point."
"Let’s spar. A public servant doesn’t gamble, but there should be stakes and terms. If I lose, you’ll be in my team in the future, and I’ll consider reporting an application for you to take over as the next team leader, how about that?"
His words imdiately excited the newcors.
So of them had been promoted from small counties, others had been outstanding in their studies and assigned here for desk jobs after graduating from the police academy. Regardless of their backgrounds, they were all provoked by Luo Fei’s words.
This really was leaving himself no way out!
"No problem, Team Leader Luo. If I lose, I’ll stop daydreaming and work diligently at the grassroots for the people!"
"If truly defeated... I’d be content with that too!"
As he spoke, the opponent’s intensity grew stronger, and his montum soared instantly.
Zhao Donglai cleared the space for them, and everyone else gathered around to watch.
"Alright, go ahead. I’ll give you ten minutes to attack anyway you want. I won’t fight back, but if you can withstand my first move, you win."
With such words, Luo Fei instantly ignited the opponent’s adrenaline.
Yan Poyue’s face was full of anger; he felt truly underestimated.
Little did he know that he was just Luo Fei’s first test dummy, and there were other asures waiting for the rest.
Without hesitation, he charged straight at Luo Fei, employing all the combat techniques he had learned in the police academy.
With whipping legs, sweeping punches, successive hooks, and rushes, he executed them one by one.
But Luo Fei was nimble, deftly maneuvering and easily slipping through the gaps of the opponent’s moves each ti.
No matter how fast Yan Poyue was, he couldn’t hit him.
Instead, he was gently pushed away by Luo Fei’s hand, exhibiting a four-ounce force to move a thousand pounds approach, but it wasn’t Tai Chi.
Just the simplest redirecting technique, hardly a big skill.
It didn’t particularly concern Luo Fei either; he toyed with the opponent for several minutes, and the crowd around was left stunned.
Zhao Donglai was particularly shocked, his mouth agape.
He knew Luo Fei had so skills; he had even disciplined an old veteran before, but he didn’t expect him to handle a fierce young opponent so effortlessly!
"Alright, that should be enough!"
Luo Fei softly remarked, then swiftly leapt forward, delivering a forceful elbow strike right to the opponent’s chest.
His foot firmly planted on the ground, steady as an old pine, his step took root, immovable as a mountain.
But his arm crashed like a boulder suddenly shattering.
The impact was so intense that everyone around heard a dull thud, and Yan Poyue was sent flying dozens of steps away, landing hard on the ground.
He sat there with vacant eyes, a look of sheer disbelief on his face.
Though the opponent had held back, the terrifying force still left him with lingering fear.
In a real close-quarters fight, he’d have been done for.
"Warm-up over."
Luo Fei looked at the remaining individuals.
"Co on, you all have a chance, you might as well co at once. The stakes and conditions we discussed still hold. Everyone, experience a practical demonstration from your senior."
Those who were hesitant now threw caution to the wind and rushed forward.
Among them were top Taekwondo practitioners, those who mastered internal martial arts, and others who had toughened themselves into formidable fighters...
They were all sowhat skilled; otherwise, they’d not dare to act rashly.
Even Luo Fei’s earlier heart-pounding elbow strike was a testant to his mastery of Bajiquan.
His fierce attack was formidable, like a mighty hawk soaring over the grasslands.
Thus, no one dared to underestimate, those standing still were afraid to advance, and those who did were determined to learn.
Watching so many people strike at once, Zheng Changjun couldn’t sit still either.
In his view, Luo Fei seed a bit too overconfident.
Though skilled, one shouldn’t attempt to take on many simultaneously.
In today’s world, the saying "two fists are no match for four hands" holds strong, especially under the threat of modern weapons; it’s an unignorable truth.
But in the next mont, Luo Fei showcased the true style of a master!
Beginning with Tai Chi, manipulating opponents with minimal force, turning and rotating to redirect force, executing open-hand techniques with Bajiquan, easily handling three to five individuals at a ti.
Then, Bajiquan pushed forward with mighty impact, bodies fell one after another.
Luo Fei’s gaze remained composed, without a hint of urgency.
He advanced, seeking openings, borrowing strength, performing close combat techniques like Wing Chun, traversing and maneuvering with Xingyi Quan’s hard style...
Minutes later, over a dozen newcors were sitting on the ground, so too pained to even get up.
"Everyone, you’ll need to keep practicing."
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