The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 80 - 80 80 The Power Is Too Weak

80: Chapter 80: The Power Is Too Weak 80: Chapter 80: The Power Is Too Weak But James Brown immediately felt that Helen Wilson was in danger for this mission because the man sitting in the corner, although always bowing his head, emitted a distinct aura of killing intent from his body—an aura that could only come from someone who had truly killed, and not just one person at that.

This was definitely a dangerous individual, who likely carried a weapon with him, and could rightly be called a desperado.

Helen Wilson was just a woman in her twenties, a policewoman, and the man seated with her looked somewhat fit, except that his protruding beer belly deeply betrayed his lack of combat ability.

With just the two of them, they couldn’t possibly subdue such a desperado.

James Brown couldn’t understand why there were only two police officers dealing with such a dangerous person—perhaps they had stumbled upon him by chance and decided to follow him.

James Brown had guessed correctly.

After Helen Wilson finished her shift, she crossed paths with the deputy chief from her department.

When they neared the bar, they spotted the dangerous individual—a notorious criminal wanted online, with at least seven lives on his conscience.

Therefore, the two of them immediately followed him in.

They knew they couldn’t subdue him on their own, which is why they had called the criminal police team before entering.

At that moment, their only responsibility was to follow and ensure he didn’t escape.

The police team would arrive in a few minutes.

But just then, the dangerous man stood up and made his way straight to the exit of the bar.

Helen Wilson panicked.

The surroundings of the bar were complicated.

If they let the guy get away, he would have too many escape routes, and it would be very difficult to tail him.

She immediately stood up.

The deputy chief wanted to stop her, but it was too late—he gritted his teeth and stood up to follow her.

“Freeze, don’t move.

I’m a police officer,” Helen Wilson called out to block the dangerous man, directly revealing her identity.

James Brown inwardly sighed.

Declaring you’re a police officer might deter the average person, but facing such a dangerous individual, Helen Wilson was putting herself in grave danger.

After all, James Brown knew Helen Wilson, and having served in the military for many years, he had a soldier’s spirit.

He couldn’t ignore such a situation, so he pretended to be drunk and stumbled towards Helen Wilson.

Helen Wilson didn’t notice James Brown at all, as her full attention was on the dangerous man.

“Hehe, you want to catch me?” The dangerous man lifted his head, laughing hideously like a banged gong.

“I’m arresting you!” Helen Wilson, with a rookie’s fearless spirit, knew the man was dangerous, yet still reached directly for his arm.

The deputy chief immediately cooperated, reaching towards the dangerous man’s arm as well.

Under normal circumstances, if the two could grab the man’s arm, they could use their combined strength to pin it behind his back and subdue him.

But a dangerous criminal responsible for at least seven deaths who was still at large would not be so easily captured.

With two muffled grunts, Helen Wilson and the deputy chief both cried out in pain, tumbling involuntarily towards the outside, while the criminal laughed loudly and darted out of the bar.

James Brown didn’t try to stop him.

He had noticed that Helen Wilson and the deputy chief weren’t badly hurt, and the man’s movements were indeed quick.

Without revealing his own abilities, it wasn’t easy for James Brown to intercept him.

But at that moment, Helen Wilson steadied herself on a table and sprang up, dashing to the outside, her speed not a bit slower than the dangerous criminal’s.

James Brown was surprised.

Judging by Helen Wilson’s ability, she seemed like a rookie just out of the police academy—how could her explosive power be so strong?

Her speed was indeed fast.

Helen Wilson was indeed a rookie from the police academy, but before joining the academy, she was a municipal-level athlete, specializing in the one hundred and two hundred meters, so her start speed was unmatched by the average person.

Even in the police academy, she had to maintain her physical fitness, so when she burst out of the bar, she still saw the criminal’s shadow and immediately gave chase.

The desperado hadn’t expected Helen Wilson to follow so swiftly, and in such a location, a prolonged chase could get messy for him.

So he sped up, running furiously ahead.

Their chase was on—the desperado deliberately fled towards deserted areas.

Helen Wilson’s pursuit irked him immensely; now, not only did he want to escape, but he also thought of killing the lone policewoman who was tailing him.

At that moment, the only thought in Helen Wilson’s mind was to catch this guy—she hadn’t considered the danger she might encounter.

Before they knew it, they had rushed into a shantytown that was due for relocation.

The houses had been nearly demolished, and ruins lay scattered everywhere with no trace of life.

At this point, the fierce criminal stopped in his tracks and turned to coldly stare at Helen Wilson.

By this time, Helen had been chasing him for a good five to six hundred meters.

Despite being in good physical shape, an athlete even, such high-speed running was incredibly exhausting for her.

She quickly came to a stop, panting heavily, and watched the fierce criminal warily.

“Little girl, you’ve got some nerve, chasing me this far,” the criminal sneered, taking the initiative to approach Helen.

Helen felt a shock of fear as she realized she had pursued him alone, and her deputy director was nowhere to be found.

“Don’t…

move, I’m a police officer,” Helen shouted loudly.

However, being just a local police officer, she had no gun in hand, and she wasn’t wearing her uniform.

Even if she glared with wide eyes, she might intimidate others, but against a criminal like this, she had no deterrent power at all.

“Are police officers so impressive?” the criminal mocked with a sneer, continuing to advance on Helen.

Helen clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Since graduating from the police academy, she had only been on the job for over half a year and had never actually caught a criminal herself.

Her encounter with James Brown due to a misunderstanding could barely count as the first, and now during her second encounter, facing such a desperate criminal, how could she not be nervous?

“Ah!” Helen let out a shout parallel to Queen Rose gearing up for a confrontation, then with a push from her feet, she charged towards the criminal.

After all, she had learned hand-to-hand combat at the police academy, and her momentum was considerable.

Unfortunately, the combat techniques Helen learned were untested in practice, while this criminal had evaded justice despite being responsible for so many lives, clearly indicating his formidable abilities.

To him, Helen’s skills were insignificant.

Besides, the criminal didn’t want to waste any more time here.

With a swift motion to his waist, he produced a shiny, cold Dagger, and lunged at Helen, viciously stabbing towards her abdomen.

Helen was horrified, only now realizing how formidable the criminal was.

Pursuing him on her own had undoubtedly been an extremely unwise decision.

Because she had charged so fiercely, she found herself with no space to evade and could only watch as the glinting blade approached.

A cry of anguish escaped her lips as she realized her own end was near.

Just as Helen’s hopes plummeted, a large foot suddenly came from behind her, and before the Dagger could pierce her abdomen, it solidly kicked the criminal’s belly.

“Thud!” A muffled sound rang out, and the criminal’s body flew like a broken kite, crashing into a wall and becoming buried under falling bricks and debris.

This swift, falcon-like takedown left even Helen too stunned to react.

By the time she collected herself, it was all over.

Jerking her head around, Helen saw a man standing behind her, smoking a cigarette with a smile on his face.

“Who…

who are you?” Helen recognized that she was aided by this man, but she had never seen him before, and his unremarkable looks were oddly disconcerting.

His face was so plain that dropped in a crowd, he’d be impossible to identify.

“Kid, you’ve got guts, but your strength is just too poor,” the man spoke with a raspy voice, shaking his head.

Usually, Helen would feel defiant when criticized like this, but today she truly understood that in the eyes of those powerful individuals unafraid of the police, she amounted to nothing.

Her little pride had already been shattered by the ruthless criminal.

“Why…

Why did you help me?”

“Police and civilians should work together, shouldn’t they?”

“Ah, thank you.

Could I trouble you to help me catch him again?” Helen, recalling the viciousness of the criminal, no longer dared to act rashly and sought the help of the man before her.

The man replied with a smile, “Do you still need my help now?”

A strange feeling welled up in Helen; the man’s smile seemed so forced, so unsettling.

But his words made her turn quickly to look at the criminal.

She saw him half-buried under bricks, with only his chest and above visible, spitting blood but clearly incapacitated and unable to fight back.

Helen was shocked as she remembered how the criminal ended up like this.

It had only taken one kick from the man to send another flying three or four meters and knock down a wall.

The strength required was immense.