100% Psionic Power In Marvel

The boss and the black man peeped face to face. The drunk young people on the round table were all awake at the moment. They found themselves lying on the ground, and the unfinished drink on the table splashed their faces.

"What are you doing?"

"There's an earthquake," the boss explained.

A few people complained a few words, and helped each other out of the bar.

Only Ivan knew that this was not an earthquake.

Just when the black man grabbed his shoulder with his hand, a sense of resistance rose in his heart, and at that time he was imagining in his mind to fight a certain villain with super powers...

Thus, such a scene was created, which can be said to be unintentional.

If it wasn't for Ivan's suppression of the release at the moment when the psionic energy erupted, he even felt that this block would become ruins, and even schools that were a certain distance away would be affected.

After learning about psionic energy for so long, he vaguely estimated how powerful the psychic energy that almost exploded from his body just now was just released unintentionally.

"so close..."

Ivan murmured, he didn't dare to breathe at the moment, for fear that something would be destroyed accidentally.

For him, this is a fragile world.

"Don't be afraid, child, the earthquake is over."

The boss saw Ivan muttering to himself, looking terrified, and quickly comforted him.

"How long has it been since New York had an earthquake?" Lucas, a black man, also recovered, he asked the boss.

"It's been a long time, I'm going to get tools to clean up the house."

After the boss moved into the back room, the black Lucas turned his head and looked at Ivan: "Boy, how are you?"

Ivan nodded: "I'm fine, why did you catch me just now?"

"I want to see how your physique is." Lucas said.

"Um..."

"I think you are quite thin. In fact, I opened a gym nearby. You can come and exercise if you have nothing to do."

Lucas took out a card: "This has the address on it."

"Thank you." Ivan took the card and put it in the pocket of his jeans.

Do gangsters also have serious jobs? What the **** is that called...

Looking at Ivan's slightly puzzled expression, Lucas gave a rare smile: "I have been on the streets since I was fifteen years old, and I have worked hard for six years now, collecting protection fees and so on, I do all those things. pass."

"Um..."

"Now that I have some savings, I know that I can't be a gangster forever. I want to wash my hands and live a peaceful life."

"Oh."

"If you can, help me spread the word to those boys at school. It only costs sixteen dollars a month, and the equipment is free to use." Lucas said.

This price is not expensive at all!

"Every time you introduce someone to my gym for a monthly card, I'll pay you three dollars, how about that?"

"Did you fool someone to your gym again?" The boss came out of the back room with a cleaning tool and smiled, "Your facilities are not very comprehensive."

"So what? I'm the only family nearby, but I've been very optimistic about the location."

"That's why you dare to open a gym there."

That night, Ivan met Lucas, a black man who opened a gym.

After that, Ivan went to Lucas's gym to exercise almost every afternoon after school.

Not because I want to become a muscular man, but because I want to make myself less susceptible to diseases by strengthening my body.

Whether it was the last life or this life, Ivan was very thin and small, and Ivan always believed that it was the weak body that was easily entangled by the disease.

In New York, children of the same age are born very strong. In contrast, Ivan's limbs are slender, and he wants to improve the current situation through exercise.

Jessica soon found out that Ivan went out to play by herself every day after school. After her questioning, she learned that Ivan was going to the gym, so she occasionally went to the gym with Ivan when there was no extra class.

Although I heard that the security around here is not very good, but for a month, Ivan has never met a bad person. He hopes to meet some so that he can practice the actual control of psionic energy.

Unfortunately, villains are not so easy to meet.

On this day, after school, Jessica said that she was going to attend a certain classmate's birthday party. Ivan was not invited and did not plan to go, so after dinner at a nearby restaurant, she walked alone on the way to the gym.

Lucas’s gym is still very remote, and it’s hard for anyone to know that there is a gym here if it’s not heavily advertised.

Just as he was about to arrive, a red-haired youth blocked Ivan's way.

"Are you coming?" Ivan had a hunch that someone was finally going to trouble him.

"Hand over all your cash, and then you can go." The red-haired youth reported the purpose.

"Sorry, no." Ivan is aware of his own psionic energy. He has been practicing controlling psionic energy this month, and he has already controlled it very well.

But he still didn't dare to be careless, because the objects of his previous practice were all objects, but now he wants to use it on people.

He predicted that if he wanted to teach the red-haired youth in front of him a lesson, he would have to suppress his psychic energy to a level smaller than that of a curved pen.

Now is the time to test your practice results!

"Where's your money? It should be there, right?" The redhead licked the broken hair on his forehead, took out the dagger from his waist, and said maliciously.

"It was robbed." Ivan said, "I have been hungry all day."

good! That's it! When the opponent shoots me, I control the power to counterattack!

"Is that so? It seems..." The redhead stared at Ivan coldly, playing with the dagger in his hand.

Ivan is ready to deal with any situation!

"I can only let you go." The red hair said such a sentence.

"Eh?" Ivan was slightly surprised.

"What's wrong?" The redhead raised his eyebrows.

"Just let me go?" Ivan asked dumbly.

He now has a mood of 'I have taken off my pants, show me this'.

"What else? You have no money, and you have been hungry all day." The redhead said lightly, and put the dagger back on his waist.

"Aren't you going to hit me? You should be very angry if you can't get the money." Ivan held the psychology of fishing law enforcement and hoped that the other party would not just give up.

"Why should I waste my energy beating you? I said you can go." As the redhead said, he leaned against a big tree and sat down, took out his mobile phone and played with it.

(?д?;) Are all bad guys so easy to get rid of? They don't need superpowers at all. They all say that the Marvel world is dangerous...

Thinking like this, Ivan had no choice but to give up, knowing that he was rich.

However, just as he was about to walk past the redhead, the redhead suddenly raised his head and stared at Ivan coldly.

"Stop for me." He shouted coldly.

Sure enough...it's not that simple.

Ivan turned his body to the red-haired youth, only to see that the youth stood up and walked towards him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, he came to Ivan.

"Take it."

He handed over five dollar bills.

"what?"

"Aren't you hungry all day? Take it, you'll get a stomachache if you're hungry all the time." said the red-haired youth.