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Ivan felt a little moved in his heart.

As a robber, after hearing that the stranger had been hungry all day, he gave the stranger five dollars out of his own pocket.

This red-haired guy...isn't he really an angel?

"I have experienced it, when I have not been able to eat enough for a long time."

The young man looked at Ivan: "The stomach is twitching violently, that kind of pain... So don't treat your stomach badly."

"Thank you." Ivan didn't take the five dollars. "Why did you rob?"

"I don't want to do these low-level things if I can." The young man looked at Ivan, "Hurry up and take it."

After hesitating for a while, Ivan took the five dollars.

"Can you tell me why you have to do it?"

"The boss asked me to do it."

After Ivan took the money, the young man turned and walked towards the big tree he was leaning against.

"What would happen if you didn't do that?"

"He said that the gang was in an economic crisis recently. Forget it, it's not something you can understand as a child."

The young man leaned on the tree again and took out his mobile phone to play.

Ivan was speechless, yes, he was fourteen years old in the last life, and he was fourteen years old in this life, although he was twenty-eight years old in total, but he never grew up after all, and was always in his teenage years.

Saying he was a child, he couldn't refute anything.

"You don't like stealing other people's money." Ivan said.

"It's so annoying, especially because the boss arranged me here just to make me steal the money from the students. I resisted from the bottom of my heart and had to do it."

"Why should you listen to the boss?"

"If I can't grab the $200 today, I will hand over the $200 myself."

"Why don't you turn it over?"

Hearing Ivan's words, the young man's pupils shrank slightly, then he smiled lightly and responded in a relaxed tone: "There will be some consequences."

"Will you be beaten?"

Seeing Ivan asking this question, the young man hesitated for a while, and then he slowly said, "I will be beaten, if I can't stand it, I will even die."

"Why do you still stay in this gang." Ivan said.

"There is no option to quit, otherwise I will definitely be beaten to death. The original choice is permanent. I have been beaten for some trivial matters. I have thought about quitting several times, but I know that I am destined to escape." The young man tightly held the phone in his hand.

"Nothing is doomed."

"Little Guitou, don't disturb me, let me play some games, and I will block the next person in a while." The young man said this, and began to play with his mobile phone seriously.

"You can get rid of it." Ivan said.

The young man has ignored Ivan, and focused on pressing the button, as if he was playing a game.

"If you don't resist, you will really be used all the time."

The young man seemed to have never heard of it. He didn't want to waste a word with Ivan at all. He just controlled the tank on the phone screen and bombed the virtual monster on the screen.

The monster rushed towards his tank. He pressed the fire button, wanting to blow up the monster, but suddenly found that the fire button could no longer be pressed.

"What's going on?" The red-haired youth pressed all the buttons on the phone hard, each button seemed to have lost its elasticity and could not be pressed any longer.

Then, the mobile phone that he held tightly suddenly rushed out of his palm like a loach and went straight to the sky.

He raised his head in surprise and watched as the phone gradually turned into a small dot in the sky, and finally the dot disappeared.

"Look, the phone didn't have the option to withdraw from your hands, but now it's out of the clutches." Ivan looked at the blue sky and said so.

"You...it, my phone..." The young man's eyes widened, and his words were incoherent.

"I am a superpower."

At that moment, the young man was stunned. Having witnessed his superpower, he finally believed in the recently rumored Townsend Harris opening ceremony.

"Are you... a super boy?"

"Uh... no, I'm not, my name is Ivan, Ivan Jones."

"Mobile phone, can it..."

"Of course."

Like a meteor falling to the ground, the mobile phone wrapped in blue light hit the ground straight. After the smoke and dust dissipated, the young man's mobile phone lay flat in a tiny shallow pit.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then quickly picked up the mobile phone and checked it. He didn't know whether a mobile phone could still be used after such a tossing.

"impressive..."

He wiped the skin of the phone while sighing with emotion.

The phone protected by psionic energy was unscathed, just as it was before it was released.

"Now let me help you get out of your gang, how about that?" Ivan smiled.

The young man was stunned for a moment: "Why are you willing to help me? We just met..."

"Look at this." Ivan took out the five dollars from his pocket, "Why don't you remember when you helped me."

"Superpowers... will they be hungry too?" the red-haired youth asked blankly.

"Of course I lied to you, I had a very full dinner~"

"Well... so I didn't help you at all."

"That's not important, the important thing is that you are willing to help, so I decided to help you."

"Thank you...Superboy, if you can...I really want to quit, I don't want to go on like this anymore, I...I really need help! Can...help me?"

"I repeat, my name is Ivan, and it has nothing to do with Superboy! It's not the same person, that person is Angel!" Ivan corrected.

"Oh, my name is Karen, Karen Farrell, right... by the way, in that case, are there many superpowers in this world?" The red-haired youth felt his cognition collapsed a bit.

"There should be some..."

Ivan didn't know what the world was like, maybe what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

...

Twenty minutes later.

An abandoned warehouse located a kilometer away from Townsend Harris High School.

According to Karen, this is where he and his boss meet, and it is also the nest of their gang.

At this moment, UU is reading www. In the warehouse of uukanshu.com, there are four people besides the young Karen and Ivan, three of them are sitting on wooden barrels more casually, while a white man wearing sunglasses is sitting on a large wooden chair with his legs crossed.

He was smoking a cigarette, his eyes hidden under his sunglasses seemed to be staring at Karen.

"So, you really don't plan to do it?" the white man asked.

When Karen was questioned like this, he subconsciously looked at Ivan who was standing behind him to the right, and then he gathered up the courage to look directly at the white man.

"Yes, I plan to quit."

"That's alright, let's go." The white man exhaled a thick puff of smoke and took out the cigarette butt.

"What?" A pink-skinned man almost stood up after hearing this.

"Head, you just let him go? He didn't even finish today's task."

Facing the pink-haired man's questioning, the white man waved his hand to stop talking.

"Let's go, in this line of work, quitting and joining are your own freedom. You are still young, I respect your choice." The white man said this, tapping his index finger on the arm of the wooden chair rhythmically.

"Well, then I'll go, thank you."

Karen couldn't believe that this usually stern head had become so reasonable when he was about to quit. After thanking him, he hurriedly dragged Ivan away.

After watching them walk out of the warehouse, the pink-haired man stood up.

"Let him go like this? Head, what happened to you today?"

The white man sighed softly and took off his sunglasses. There was a scar on his right eye, and the eyeball was white and full of bloodshots, without any kind of eye.

"Baker, don't you think it's abnormal?"

"Abnormal?"

"How dare he quit in front of me, don't you think it's worth thinking about?" The white man said lightly.