In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

When Li Xiao and Bruce arrived at the entrance of the boxing gym, they bumped into Zhao Yue, who was walking out.

He forced a smile: "Little Li is here. And who is this?"

"His name is Bruce Wayne," Li Xiao introduced. "What's wrong, Coach? You look so pale. Is the boxing gym going out of business?"

"Sigh, those damn Tit Gang are here to collect their dues." Zhao Yue gave Bruce a strange look before sitting down on the steps. "These gangs are like a revolving door, changing every few months. The last group at least lasted a year, but now they think my protection money is too little, so they've raised it from $800 to $1500. Are they trying to kill me? I really can't stay in this damn America anymore."

"Street gangs change very quickly. If they are weak, they may be wiped out as soon as they emerge, while those that have just made a name for themselves are eager to make quick money. This leads to a wide range of fees," Bruce explained when he saw Li Xiao's puzzled expression.

Li Xiao nodded and pondered to himself. It seemed that the streets were like fertile ground for crime, and gangs were like weeds that kept growing in them. Even if a fire burned them down, they would soon sprout again. The reason for this was that the federal government's control was too poor. After all, in the United States, where per capita consumption was low, who would govern the lower class who didn't have much money? Li Xiao could even imagine that the security in wealthy communities must be stable and harmonious, and there were even guards stationed there for a long time.

What weapons does the Tit Gang possess?

He's likely to clash with this rising power tonight, and he needs to gather specific intelligence, all for the sake of money.

He wouldn't have considered taking action if he hadn't heard that their gang only had a maximum of twenty-odd people. For example, the number of members in the Crippled Gang was too large, and once things turned sour, everyone around him would suffer.

The cult members are different; most of them are lunatics whose minds have rotted away. The few normal people among them wouldn't think of touching someone's door number every day. This is why Li Xiao was willing to help Bruce.

"Let me think," Zhao Yue's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he slowly began to speak, "Their lower-level members mainly use machetes and clubs. Oh, right, their boss does have an M4 carbine. Street thugs don't really have any heavy weapons; they just have a fearless attitude. It's only now that they've settled down and started families. If they were younger, they would have already started fighting with them."

Zhao Yue grumbled and complained, while Li Xiao nodded. Fortunately, the threat wasn't too great; they could fight.

"Would you mind if I brought someone in to practice together?" Li Xiao asked.

"We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite. Play around as you like, just don't hurt any of the students," Zhao Yue said with a laugh, raising his hand to lightly punch Li Xiao on the shoulder.

"How about this, I got a quarterly pass, so let's include him in the discount and do a 50% off deal?"

"Oh well, whatever."

……

This was Bruce's first time entering a martial arts gym. At that moment, he was like a novice entering a strip club, filled with curiosity.

Li Xiao started moving his body on his own, shaking off a few whip kicks, his casual pants exploding in the air.

Bruce swallowed hard, unbuttoned his coat, and took it off. Just then, a pair of boxing gloves flew towards him, which he hurriedly caught.

"Practice with me, so you won't get your head smashed and run away like a rat tonight."

"it is good"

Li Xiao glanced at Bruce with a calm expression, then paused and charged forward.

Bruce hurriedly raised his arm to defend himself, bang! A jab slammed into the back of his hand, the glove hitting his forehead through his arm, causing his head to snap back and his center to open.

What followed was Li Xiao's relentless barrage of blows. In just a few minutes, Bruce had taken at least a hundred hits, swaying from side to side like a banana leaf being battered by rain. But to his surprise, he felt no pain at all; he was only being pushed against his body by a force.

This was naturally due to Li Xiao's timely restraint. He had no interest in bullying weaklings; his purpose was simply to train. Otherwise, with his 30 points of strength, a single punch from him would have crumbled Bruce's small frame on the ring.

"Your reaction speed is too slow," Li Xiao stopped. "If you really fight to the death with the skin donors, you'll definitely lose your life. Come spar with me when you have time. Batman isn't that weak."

Bruce nodded silently. He was indeed lacking in many areas, and receiving guidance from the person in front of him would undoubtedly be of great benefit.

"I understand, I will try my best."

Moments later, Bruce lay on the ground, questioning his existence. He had been struck by a punch from Li Xiao, causing his nose to bleed profusely.

Bruce was secretly horrified. "He really is an extraordinary human."

He had never seen anyone who could injure someone with a punch.

Li Xiao spent the entire afternoon sparring with Bruce.

……

The night was as black as melted chocolate. Li Xiao crouched silently in the corner of the wall. Not far in front of him was a bright red Mustang sports car, which had been parked by a young black man who had just come to hunt for prostitutes.

Bruce Wayne, meanwhile, was hiding by the car window against the wall, clutching a stainless steel pipe.

Initially, Li Xiao planned to have Bruce drive the Brabus over as bait, but considering that Bruce would have to sell his pants to pay for the damage if he accidentally smashed the car, he had no choice but to give up on the idea.

Time ticked by, and the members of the Sparrow Gang arrived unusually late this time. But Li Xiao was very patient. He had heard from Zhao Yue that as long as a car stopped in this area, almost no one could escape their clutches.

Finally, a few staggering figures emerged from the street corner. Judging from their clothes, Li Xiao recognized them as the group that had attacked Corinna. They casually swore and carried baseball bats and machetes as they walked straight toward the Mustang.

Bruce suddenly stood up and swung the stainless steel pipe at the nearest hooded bald white man.

With a loud crash, shards of glass flew everywhere.

Bruce's face turned pale instantly.

The stainless steel pipe slammed into the Mustang's window, and shards of glass even flew into his collar. The bald white man was unharmed, but he was startled by the sudden noise and turned around in a rage.

"What the fuck!"

Li Xiao slapped his face, exclaiming in disbelief at how he'd managed to miss. For a fleeting moment, Li Xiao considered whether he should go with him to find the hideout of the skin donors.

This is so unreliable. The Batman in the movies is a ruthless fighter who never loses a fight, but this Bruce is the complete opposite.

But if he didn't act now, Bruce would be in big trouble. Thinking of this, Li Xiao bent his legs and shot out like a cannonball. In mid-air, the voice in his mind rang out again.

[Child of Krypton, you have encountered the Quick-Assault Raiders under the banner of the Joyful Archers. As a special unit from the Joyful Nest, they excel in ranged attacks and throwing weapons, and possess outstanding mobility.]

[Mission: Defeat/kill the Quick-Attack Raiders and proceed to the Cave of Desire to completely defeat the Pleasure Archers]

[Rewards: 2 Free Attribute Points, 1 Illusion Crystal]

Before he could think, Li Xiao delivered a precise knee strike to the bald man's stomach.

The white bald man's eyes bulged out in anger, and he flew four or five meters backward in an instant, lying on the ground unconscious.

Immediately afterward, Li Xiao raised his hand and delivered two powerful elbow strikes to the chins of the two men. They both let out a muffled groan as they were thrown into the air. Li Xiao quickly grabbed their calves, yanked them off, and slammed them to the ground with a thud.

In just three seconds, the members of the Mountain Sparrow Gang were knocked to the ground.