Marvel Dc: Bastard Hero

Chapter 15

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Yves was standing right in front of, um, what's his name again? Rocca?

Staring at the man in front of him, the Bully felt angry because Yves dared to be resisted. Raising his fist, he immediately swung the fist right at Yves' face!

A hissing wind was heard from the fist; if it hit, Yves would immediately fall to the ground.

Yves quickly raised his left hand wrapped in a simple electronic glove without even trying to dodge. He grabbed the Bully's fist.

The swift current in his palm instantly spread throughout the Bully's body. More than a hundred volts of electric current immediately knocked the opponent's fat body to the ground. He lay while his muscles twitched.

"Holy shit! You really destroy him, mate. That's great!" Olly, who was previously worried, immediately felt relieved.

"Son, don't try to bother me again. Next time be nicer, or this fist will hit your small 'little brother' straight away."

"Olly, let's go."

Olly scratched his head; he pointed at the fat man lying on the ground, saying, "What should we do with this guy? He won't die here, right?"

"Dead? Of course not. He was only knocked down for a while; he will wake up on his own." Yves wasn't stupid enough to kill at will here.

Hey, he's a pacifist; how can he kill in public? At least do it quietly...

Seeing the two about to leave, another sidekick tried to stop him, "Don't go, how dare you hurt my boss, I will take revenge!" His voice was hoarse as if the person lying on the ground was his own father.

"Then accompany your father too." Yves shook his head. He immediately electrocuted the little minion without a word, instantly making him lay limp.

After that, Yves and Olly left.

In less than ten minutes, Fat Bully and his minions had regained their senses.

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After leaving the school environment, Olly patted his chest. "Next time, don't play around like that; you almost stopped my heartbeat. Haha, that arrogant guy deserves it!" Olly laughed while wiping his small tears.

"But, you have to be careful. I heard that Bully has a good connection with the gang." Olly said seriously.

"Don't worry, I know what to do. You just focus on exercising; it will help you get into the military." Yves just nodded lightly. In fact, he had increased his vigilance inwardly.

Looks like he needs to speed up his pace. If he wanted to develop steadily in this world, he needed to do something about it.

"It seems that I really need to be diligent in exercising. This year's criteria is quite strict." Olly said.

Yves could only pat his friend on the shoulder.

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Returning home, Yves showered first, then took out his coat. After that, he stuffed the parts of the AK-47 into a backpack.

School ends at three pm, and dinner is at six. There are still three hours to go, enough to sort things out.

Gang member? Does Yves need to worry? The AK-47 is at their service!

Downstairs, Aunt Sarah is wearing new clothes. The elegant purple dress outlined her curvaceous figure. Her face blushed slightly, like a happy little woman.

Seeing her young master wearing formal clothes while carrying a backpack. Sarah looked at him, slightly surprised.

She asked suspiciously, "Mr. Yves, are you going out? Are you coming for dinner tonight?" There was a tinge of discontent, like a woman who had been abandoned.

"Well, I have something to do tonight. Aunt Sarah doesn't have to wait for me; you can eat first. I've been busy recently."

"By the way, I have something important to tell you tonight. Here, take this thousand dollars; you take it first. I'll see you tonight!" Yves handed over the money. Think of it as a precaution.

Sarah initially wanted to refuse, but when she heard 'household' mentioned, she could only accept the money while trying to contain her emotions. Thinking of what happened last night made her blush once again.

Did this man really think of her as a hostess?

"Wait, Mr. Yves. Be careful on the road!"

Just as Yves wanted to leave, he suddenly felt embraced by Aunt Sarah. The hug was so warm and comfortable.

The hands trembled slightly. They hugged each other, but was this a 'pure' hug between friends?

Isn't it a bit intimate?

Would Steve beat up Yves if he found out about this?