lord of destiny

Chapter 725 Dave's Road to a Superhero! (third change)

"Ah? Ah! What's wrong?"

in the cafeteria.

Dave shook his head and came back to his senses.

"What did you say?"

Both of Dave's best friends are used to Dave's frequent mind-wandering.

"We were just talking about D'Amico!"

"Damico?"

Hearing this name, Dave habitually showed what he thought was 'contempt'.

"It is impossible for a person like him to be happy!"

Two people: (+_+)?
It seemed that the two of them didn't believe it, Dave said again.

"Think about it, he has everything, money, a woman, and a father who is said to be very powerful. For such a person, he has lost his goal in life. Will he still be happy?"

Two people:······

Dave became more and more excited as he talked.

"Life without struggle is incomplete! Not being able to struggle is the most miserable! Damico is not happy! He can't be happy either!"

"..."

"Dave, we just wanted to say, did you find that Damico didn't come to school today?"

"Eh??"

Dave froze for a moment.

"He didn't come to school today? Why?"

"I don't know, maybe I don't want to come. Anyway, his family is so rich, it doesn't matter if he goes to school or not."

The three chatted about this topic for a while.

In this school, Chris D'Amico is considered a man of the hour.

Although no one knew that his father was Frank D'Amico, he was picked up and dropped off in a luxury car every day and accompanied by several bodyguards. No one knew that his family was rich.

Despite what Dave said just now, he didn't mention how much he envied Chris.

After dinner.

Take a break.

Finish the afternoon class.

Dave and his two good friends left the school together.

"Dave, tomorrow is the weekend, what do you want? Corey and I want to go to the aquarium. It is said that there is a huge turtle there. Do you want to go and see it together?"

"Extremely large turtle?"

Dave's heart skipped a beat, but he touched his shriveled pockets.

"No, you go, I have something to do tomorrow."

I'm a 'superhero' who wants to uphold justice, how can I be 'playing around'!
"Alright then, let's go!"

Separated from his two good friends, Dave returned home alone.

His room is on the third floor attic.

The room of about [-] square meters is filled with various items, the most of which are the surroundings of various superheroes.

Of course, he couldn't afford first-hand genuine products. They were all second-hand old products, or fake and shoddy products from which website he didn't know.

The 'superhero' uniform he bought was authentic clothes bought from a regular online store, but it was not a known 'superhero' uniform, but a recreated one.

It is said that the designer was inspired by a certain DC, the superhero in green.

Although this second creation of the 'superhero' uniform is very different from the original uniform, it is practical in terms of available materials.

It's not comparable to the 'superhero' uniforms in the movies, but it does have some protection.

Dave again stood in front of a full-length mirror in his 'superhero' uniform.

"Come on! Superhero! Starting tomorrow, you will uphold justice!"

Dave put his hands on his hips and said loudly with 'awe-inspiring'.

Then a more "righteous" and louder voice came from the building next door.

"Fake, you son of a bitch! What are you doing? Don't sleep? Are you looking for death?"

Without further ado, Dave put on his 'superhero' uniform and went to bed obediently.

"By the way, should I give myself a famous name? Superheroes have their own names..."

the next day.

Dave walks the streets of Hell's Kitchen North in his own 'superhero' uniform.

At first, he was a little embarrassed to be dressed like this. People always pointed at him on the street.

But after a long time, he got used to it.

Just look at it!

Anyway, there will be no less meat!

Not to mention, after thinking about it, Dave began to enjoy the gazes of people around him.

At school, he had never received such attention.

"Sure enough, this 'superhero' uniform is awesome!"

Head held high, well, he has no breasts.

After holding out for a long time, I managed to prop up the clothes on my chest a little bit.

He was just too thin.

Nothing to do with a 'superhero' uniform.

The clothes can be customized, but you need to pay extra.

He has no money.

So, Dave continued to hold his head up... clothes.

“Where am I going to stand up for justice?”

Dave wandered back and forth on the street, from the street to the end of the street, but he couldn't find anyone who needed his help.

"It's really strange. Don't there usually be a lot of villains?"

Although the North District was unified by the Black Dragon Gang, just like when the Red Tiger Palace first unified the West District, there are still many gangsters, thugs, and the like.

Not to mention gangster groups.

All of these have certain strengths and relatively fixed income channels.

Usually, they don't come out in broad daylight to make some pocket money for themselves.

If you want to come out, you will come out at night.

Those who come out to 'work' in broad daylight are basically villains, gangsters and the like.

Most of them work in groups of twos and threes, and their 'work' targets are all weak students like Dave.

They dare not say that they were robbed.

The risk is extremely low.

It is the favorite of villains and gangsters.

Dave was robbed so many times.

He also bought this 'superhero' uniform after he was robbed once, feeling overwhelmed.

Dave walked for a while, and finally found out why he couldn't find the villain or the gangster.

"So it's because of the police!"

in broad daylight.

There will of course be police patrolling the neighborhood.

Although most of the police in Hell's Kitchen have no illusions about the law and order in Hell's Kitchen, the stability during the day must be maintained.

This is a political task.

At night, they can turn a blind eye and close one eye, but during the day, they must be peaceful and peaceful!

At least that's how it looks on the surface.

In fact.

Quite a few policemen have already noticed him, who is wearing strange clothes, but just looking at his "just and awe-inspiring" appearance, and walking with "unrecognizable relatives" steps, they quickly turned their attention away.

"Young people nowadays have terrible taste! Cosplay actually wears such clothes! Oh, it's really not as good as the next generation!"

Dave:·····

With the police patrolling the streets, it was impossible for him to maintain justice.

So······
Dave turned his gaze to the side alley.

The alleys are deep, like the mouth of an abyss.

(End of this chapter)