Straight punch, Joey's first counterattack came so suddenly, and it was a straight punch on the front.

And Joey was staring at Lex Blair's nose. He punched the nose quickly and accurately, and of course he was very cruel. He was calm, but it was not that he was not angry, especially for three weeks, he was carrying these guys like a nanny.

Joey is the future heir of billions of wealth. Even the soul from China is the treasure in his family because of illness. When did he do a nanny? And these guys are not grateful, they all come to seek jobs. Why should I take care of you? Joey's anger accumulates no less than Lex Blair!

After being hit by a punch, Lex Blair bent down, staggered back, opened his mouth slightly, and his snot and tears fell down. He protected his face with his hands, "Oh oh oh..." A scream of pain came from his mouth. The nose was one of the most fragile parts of the human body, especially after being hit, tears would lie down, not crying, but the natural reaction of the body.

Joey finally waited for the moment of counterattack, how could he stop? He rushed up instantly, hit the opponent's face with his right hook, and then slapped his left hand again. Joey analyzed it very clearly.

The right fist is still strong, but the left fist is not good. He has never learned boxing and does not understand how to exert force. So just use a slap directly. This effect is better than that of a fist.

With a crisp "bang", the other students felt their faces hurt, and Joey then raised his right foot and kicked Lex Blair's abdomen. The opponent fell back instantly. Joey jumped up and rode up, then condescendingly, and smashed his fists like raindrops.

Fortunately, Lex Blair often fought and subconsciously protected his face. Although Joey was angry, he did not want to kill him. His fist hit his arm regardless of the consequences.

"You're happy to hit me, aren't you? Smile, I'll make you laugh!" Joey said frantically, "You lazy guy, you are here to find a job, why do you let me get up with you? If you don't want to do it, get out of here sooner or later, a guy like you will be fired, wasting my time, why do you?"

The two auxiliary instructors looked at Foster worriedly, and Foster shook his head. The conflict between the students was due to his reasons. He valued Joey's relationship too much, making Joey the target of public criticism.

He also exposed Joey's identity. The rich second generation came to be a policeman, which made others have no good impression of Joey. Why are you so rich and so outstanding? People's psychology is actually extremely complicated. How can people who are instructors not understand the psychological problems of students? Now it is just an opportunity to vent.

He also understood Joey's dissatisfaction, but he was optimistic about Joey and also hoped that Joey could become an excellent police officer. He taught Joey as much as possible.

Now is the opportunity for everyone to vent, and it’s just right to vent, so Foster didn’t stop it at all.

"Huhh..." Joey began to breathe again, and stood up from Lex Blair's body. His ferocious expression had not disappeared. He looked at the others sitting around him, "You are all trash. Since you have chosen to be a policeman, you should know the terrifying pass rate."

"For my ideal, I know what I should do. I know that I have to work hard to have hope, but look at you!" Joey pointed to the students, "You have no money, you are all a group of poor people. You want a good job but you have no ability. The police are your way out, but you really don't know how to work hard, why compare with me?"

Joey's words became a little vicious, pointing at his classmates and scolding the poor, but Instructor Foster still had no intention of stopping them.

"I can't be a policeman and go back to inherit billions of wealth. What about you? What do you have? What can you do if you can't be a policeman? I'm a law graduate from Columbia University. What about you? High school or university? Which university is from?"

"Why do you ask me to take care of you? Why do I take care of you? They all treat me as enemies. They were very happy just now?" Joey mocked all the students, but the students were silent. How did they refute?

Compare background, compare IQ, compare scores, compare hard work? They can’t compare anything!

Joey turned to Lex Blair again, the guy was still lying there moaning!

"Bang" another kick, "You always talk about discrimination. You are discriminating against you, discriminating against your laziness, discriminating against your stupidity. Your home is in a slum? Is your stupidity shocking me, and becoming a policeman, you can take your family out of the slums with you. Even if you are internship, you have more than 40,000 US dollars every year. Why don't you work hard? Why don't you abandon your laziness?"

"Bang" another kick, "A guy like you should go back to the slums and become a gangster. One day I will catch you or shoot you to death." After Joey finished speaking, he ignored the instructor and turned around and left the fighting hall and went to the infirmary. He was in pain now, and he still needed medicine.

"..." After Joey vented his vent, the students began to think calmly. Joey was very resentful, and they also had resentment, but they all complained. People were like this, always self-centered.

But what if you understand? Joey's heavy hammer made them dizzy, but one thing is clear: their way out is to become a policeman, especially those who have just graduated from high school or college, who are between 18 and 22 years old.

Not too mature, and still maintains the mentality of the school. Now that they are awakened by a sledgehammer, they need to face reality, everyone is silent. Joey's family is rich and educated, but they still work so hard. Being a policeman is not an easy thing. Is there you in it with a 5% pass rate?

NYPD's police salaries are not the highest in the United States, but there are quite a few. They earn more than 40,000 US dollars in annual income after internships. They can rent a good house in the middle-class area. Although not every one of them lives in a slum, their family situation is very average. Are they all coming to be police for their ideals?

Instructor Foster nodded with satisfaction, and the effect of asking them to vent their venting was still good. "Okay, today's course ends here. I hope my students can become formal policemen. No matter what the profession is chosen, I hope you will succeed and disband."
Chapter completed!