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It was only then that the two black men noticed the figure of the young man in front of them who looked like a student.
In mid-October, the average daily temperature in Los Angeles is 15-28 degrees, still holding on to the tail of summer.
At the moment, autumn is in full swing in New York, with temperatures mostly between 10 and 18 degrees.
People have put on thick autumn coats. Things such as jackets and windbreakers, which are difficult to wear on the streets in Los Angeles, are standard wear for most people in New York.
Luke was only wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, but the chest of the T-shirt was stretched tightly by well-developed muscles.
Looking at the dust on his body and the sound of banging things inside, the two black men couldn't help but swallowed: Although this guy has a tender face, he is a man who does manual labor!
And generally people who do physical work have a bad temper.
People who do manual labor in the Clinton District have bad tempers.
With his eyes wandering wildly between Luke's well-developed pecs and 80-inch hammer, the two black men were caught in a dilemma.
"Don't do anything, they feel too embarrassed."
Let¡¯s do it. They felt that their heavenly caps were getting colder, as if cold wind was about to blow into their brains through the cracks in their skulls.
It has to be said that there is something wrong with their feelings.
Luke is here to be a policeman, and he hasn¡¯t taken office yet. How could he smash their Tianling Cap as soon as he comes?
With the corner of his eye, he was actually looking at the soles of the two people's feet.
When facing a gangster with a bayonet, it is absolutely not illegal to throw away the decoration tools and accidentally smash the soles of the gangster's feet.
Suddenly, someone not far away shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"
At this time, the silence between the two sides was broken, and the two black men jumped back two meters away with a whoosh: "Don't come over here, boy, don't come over here."
Luke didn¡¯t even bother to look at them.
He turned his head and saw two young white men walking over more than 20 meters away.
The person who spoke was a short, fat young man with half-long brown hair, and behind him was a tall, thin young man wearing sunglasses.
The pudgy young man walked towards this side and raised his voice: "Charlie, Laca, what are you doing here?"
The two black men turned to look, and subconsciously hid the hand holding the knife behind their backs. Their faces were full of pain, and they shouted with a sad face: "Oh my god, please let us go, and don't go to my house to nag again tonight." . No, it¡¯s best not to show up at my house in this life.¡±
The pudgy young man¡¯s face straightened: ¡°However, we managed to get you out of the police detention room a few days ago. At that time, you personally promised that you would find a formal job. This was in exchange.¡±
Luke watched the conversation between the three people with interest, with a smile on his face: This young man is quite interesting.
Having been a police detective for so long and blessed with various abilities, he can easily feel the psychological state of most people.
And the pudgy young man in front of him actually looked like Jennifer Lawyer.
With a calm demeanor and clear eyes, he is a typical righteous player.
The pudgy young man turned to look at Luke with a smile on his face: "Sir, what do I call you?"
Luke also smiled back and put the 80 sledgehammer back by the door.
He took off one of his gloves and stretched out his hand: "Just call me Luke."
The pudgy young man's eyes glanced at Luke's outstretched hand, and he knew clearly in his heart: With this palm, he looked like a pampered and gentle man.
Of course, it is not difficult to understand why a gentle man would confront two gangsters with a sledgehammer.
¡° Fudge himself would pick up a baseball bat to defend himself when he was in danger. This does not mean that Fudge was a baseball player.
He also immediately reached out his hand: "Hello Luke, my name is Fudge, Fudge Nelson."
The two held hands for a moment, then politely let go.
Fudge took the initiative to speak again: "That's it, Mr. Luke"
Luke: "You're welcome, just call me Luke, so I don't have to call you Mr. Nelson, right?"
Fudge nodded decisively. He liked this young man with a smile and a gentle temperament.
"Luke, let me tell you the truth. These two guys are sixteen and fifteen years old, and they are not yet adults." Fudge gestured to the two black boys below who had tangled expressions but did not dare to leave and said: " They threaten you with a knife,?I saw it, and let me first say sorry for what they did. "
Luke raised his eyebrows: Has this good old man gone too far?
Fudge saw his expression and smiled bitterly: "Although this is a bit exaggerated, they actually didn't have much malicious intent just now. Their criminal record so far is only theft, and there is no one of armed injury, so we removed them from the police station Come out on bail."
Luke glanced at the two black boys beside him, pondered for a moment, and coughed lightly.
Fudge¡¯s attention immediately focused. He was very good at observing people¡¯s words and knew that it was probably Luke who was about to express his stance.
Luke: "Are they your brothers?"
Fudge:
The thin young man behind him:
Two black boys:
After being embarrassed for a moment, he quickly shook his head: "No, I don't have any African-American elders in my family."
Luke became playful: "Where are the cousins?"
Fudge:
The thin young man:
Two black boys:
Fudge smiled bitterly: "Luke, I am not a relative of theirs. I am just a lawyer. I was commissioned by their mother and cousin to bail them out."
Luke glanced at the thin young man behind Fudge.
Fudge reacted very quickly this time: "He is my partner. He has no African-American elders! Well, there are no African-American cousins."
Hearing this, the corners of the skinny young man¡¯s mouth couldn¡¯t help but twitch: Do you have any African characteristics in your appearance? What's going on with your brain!
Luke nodded and looked back: "What do you mean?"
Fudge hesitated and asked tentatively: "If possible, they can apologize to you and make some personal compensation in exchange for your understanding, is that okay?"
Seeing Luke¡¯s expressionless expression, he added: ¡°I promise, they will not harass you again in the future.¡±
The two black boys wanted to object, but Fudge turned his head and glared at them with sharp eyes: "If you refuse, then I will print out a copy of the last legal fee bill, and you can consider dividing it into five. Year or ten years? It doesn¡¯t matter if you don¡¯t understand. I can help you make a repayment plan and tell you exactly how much you need to pay me every month.¡±
The two black boys had despair on their faces. The butterfly knives they carried behind them clattered to the ground, and they stood there as if they had no strength left: "Then you'd better send us back to the detention room."
Luke did not say anything in a hurry, but looked at the two black boys.
Fudge turned back and looked at him sincerely: "Luke, they are just children, give them a chance, okay?"
Luke pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "They are really not your cousins?"
Fudge:
The thin young man:
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