Wesley's attitude irritated the man, but at that moment the plump principal came running out. "Mr. Wesley Gibson, what is going on?"
Looking at the fat principal, Wesley asked directly, "Mr. Principal, did you know that the daughter of a gang leader is in school? And she brought more than a dozen seniors today to rob my sister's wallet. Does Mr. Principal have anything to say about this?"
The principal blinked his small eyes and his fat body trembled. Then he said, "The school will investigate this matter. In addition, this is the entrance of the school. I hope the two of you can restrain yourselves. Otherwise, I will choose to call the police." He was talking to both sides. He also wanted to help Wesley get out. If Wesley was beaten up at the school entrance or taken away, their school's reputation would be ruined.
Scarface did not take the principal's words seriously at all. "Kid, don't even think about leaving today. You look pretty good. You'll make a lot of money if you just catch you and make you a duck." The big hands at the side laughed.
Wesley raised his eyebrows. Things didn't seem very simple. The other party actually didn't think much of the principal here. One had to know that he was backed by the board of directors of a private middle school. These guys were not to be trifled with, but a gang leader could ignore the warning of a principal.
"It seems that you are not only avenging your daughter, but there are also some things that I don't know about. Then I will entertain you well in a while." Wesley said with a smile, but it has been ten minutes since then, and SHIELD's support has not arrived, which is a little unusual. SHIELD is very efficient, so is it Hydra?
In the tense atmosphere between the two sides, sweat began to appear on the principal's forehead. Then, he took out his phone and started to call the police. Scarface had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he waved his hand and sent someone to arrest Wesley.
Mindy tried to open the door and get out of the car to help, but Wesley shook his head to stop her. Then he took off his jacket, revealing an underarm holster and two guns.
"Boy, you think you're good just because you have two guns. Shoot me if you can. I'll see how many bullets you have." Scarface was extremely arrogant. Wesley had no intention of pulling out his gun. This was the school gate. It was not a good choice to draw his gun directly. He took off his holster and threw it into the car with his suit jacket. He was giving the gun to Mindy. If anyone dared to attack Mindy, she could shoot them.
Unbuttoning the cufflinks of his shirt, he rolled it up a few times and stepped out of the car. He stood in the open and waved to the people around him. "Come on, don't waste time. My sister and I still have to go home to eat."
"Go." Scarface waved his hand and dozens of big hands surrounded him in an instant. Thump, thump, thump. His heart began to beat faster. It didn't need to be like this to deal with them, but Wesley was guarding against hidden arrows. Today's events were unusual, and they were developing too fast. It was impossible not to have someone behind them.
Wesley did not care about these thugs, but he was very heavy-handed. Every time he attacked, someone would have broken bones, ribs, leg bones, arm bones, and he would attack wherever it was convenient. Wesley had no scruples at all. Now that he was surrounded by dozens of people, his attacks were all reasonable, and he did not kill anyone.
"Ah… ah…" The screams were earth-shattering, and the surrounding onlookers were scared out of their wits, but they also watched with their blood boiling. They were completely a real-life version of a lonely hero. Americans like heroism, and they yearn for such a life, but they themselves can't do it, so they can just chase after others.
Soon, more than a dozen thugs fell around Wesley. They groaned in pain. Those with broken arms and ribs barely made it to the side. Those with broken legs could only crawl and crawl to the side with difficulty. The remaining twenty or so thugs were a little scared. Wesley did not even sweat.
Mindy blushed in the car. She was the most excited one. Her new brother was so powerful. Although she had seen it before, this was the first time she had seen such a scene. Without using weapons, the siege of dozens of people was completely ignored.
In fact, Wesley was also very bored. Watching their movements was like watching a slow-motion video in a movie. There was no sense of threat at all. But then again, Wesley's fighting style was learned in the Brotherhood. First he was beaten, then he went to fight. It was also completely unorthodox. If he said that it was more high-end, he would fight as much as he wanted.
There was not much to see in a battle without any tricks. The emphasis was on sufficient violence, which made the surrounding students and parents very happy. It was rare for them to see a real-life version of a lone hero fighting dozens of people.
The remaining thugs were a little scared, and their movements paused, but Wesley didn't care about that. He rushed forward and started punching and kicking when he saw them. One person started chasing after more than twenty people. The scene was intoxicating.
Scarface felt that he had been set up. Someone called him today and said that his woman had been beaten up and asked him to take revenge. At the same time, the nearby police station would not be mobilized and he could do whatever he wanted. He naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity to make a name for himself, but he would not trust the other party easily.
However, after he raised his doubts, the other party directly said a few facts about his crimes, which made him a little afraid. The other party's strength was obviously not ordinary. At the same time, he was afraid that if he did not do as he was told, his power would be hit because the other party's words were too clear. At the same time, he was afraid that he would not believe him and sent a video.
Scarface had no choice but to do it, so he gathered dozens of thugs and came here directly. From a distance, he saw his daughter lying on the ground, wailing. He was angry and directly surrounded Wesley, who was trying to leave.
The United States did not lack guns, so they naturally had guns. But today, he specially instructed them not to bring guns because these guns were not legal at all. At the same time, he felt that things were very strange, so he could just bring people here to beat them up in case something big happened. The gang leader who could control a few blocks was definitely not a fool.
But from the looks of it, he didn't know if it was right or wrong to not bring a gun. The other party was too powerful. Dozens of thugs couldn't even touch the corner of their clothes. If they brought guns today, it would be a big problem whether to shoot or not.
The police did not come, but it was obvious that the other party was not someone to be trifled with. Just his martial arts alone was not something an ordinary person could do. He wanted to ask if there was anyone else who could fight dozens of people alone.