Marvel's The Force Awakens

"What are you doing, Thompson?"

left shoulder.

The thought suddenly appeared in Peter's mind, and less than a second later a strong and powerful hand was placed on his left shoulder.The one on his shoulder suddenly exerted force, causing him to cry out in pain.

"You nerd, be more respectful." Thompson's voice came from behind, and Peter seemed to feel the breath coming from the back of his neck, which made him shiver.

"What do you want?" Peter's attitude softened instantly.It's really not worth it to compete with such a muscular idiot in this situation, he kept comforting himself in his heart.

There was a moment of darkness, and Thompson pulled Peter hard and turned Peter around.After Peter calmed down, he realized that Thompson was already holding his collar tightly.And his two little followers were standing not far behind him, watching the show.

"Stay away from Mary, she doesn't need a waste like you around. With a guy like you there, everyone will not be in a good mood."

"Is this a threat?" He was still a bit stubborn.

"No, I'm just stating the facts." Thompson let go of his hand and pushed hard.Peter took several steps back before awkwardly regaining his balance. "However, I have another thing. I heard that if you find a job, do you need to share your salary among your classmates?"

The two followers behind Thompson looked surprised.This doesn't appear to have been in their previous plans.

"Thompson, is this a bit too much?" Peter took a breath before answering. The dizziness came back again, making him feel that it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Is it too much? You are not willing to share this. Shouldn't I educate you on how to be a good person?"

"What, you are not satisfied with being a bully now, are you going to become a robber?" The dizziness in Peter's mind became more and more intense.But he had a feeling.The dizzy he got, the clearer his thinking almost became.

"You seem to be exaggerating, robber. I'm just here to convince you." Thompson spread his hands with an exaggerated expression on his face.He turned around and looked at the two followers behind him. They were stunned for a moment, and then they quickly started to laugh apologetically.

Two idiots, Thompson thought to himself.It was his impromptu idea to ask for pocket money from the poor fellow Peter.This guy actually dared to strike up a conversation with Mary, and she was a bit unwilling to let him escape so cheaply.If I were to beat him up, I would be afraid of hitting him too hard, so I might as well take advantage of it.

"Why, are you finally going to learn from your dad?"

The playful smile that had been on Thompson's face from the beginning disappeared in an instant.He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists.

"Kneel down and apologize." He opened his eyes, his tone full of indifference.

"Fuck you, sir," Peter replied.

Thompson punched out, and at the same time, the dizziness in Peter's mind suddenly turned into a sharp pain.He lowered his head subconsciously, but within a distance of less than three centimeters, the punch that was enough to break his bones passed by his nose.

I'm not dead

Only then did Peter realize what he had just done, his face turned pale, and he felt scared.He actually took the initiative to provoke this muscular monster. What happened to him?

Peter raised his hands and backed away slowly. "Listen to me Thompson, we don't need violence"

The stinging feeling exploded in his mind again, and he took a quick step to the left. Thompson's attack failed again, and he became obviously more irritable.

"You think this is funny, don't you?" Thompson's eyes were red and his nose was snorting like an angry bull. "No one can insult me ​​or my father so easily"

"Listen to me Thompson, I didn't mean it." Peter squatted down suddenly and dodged Thompson's right hook.At this time, even he himself realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"You're good at hiding, aren't you?" Thompson punched again.But Peter once again dodged his attack like a loach.Even Peter himself couldn't figure out how he did it.But every time before he was about to be in danger, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and his body naturally made various movements accordingly, escaping every attack with little risk.

Another punch hit Peter's face, and Peter once again obeyed the thoughts that came to his mind and ducked sideways.A feeling of annoyance suddenly rose in his mind, and he finally threw the first punch in this farce.

The punch hit Thompson right on the bridge of the nose.Although there was no strength in Peter's thin arms, Thompson was still shocked by the counterattack of the prey in front of him.He took two steps back, touched his nose, and wiped away the blood that flowed down.

"That's enough Thompson, that's enough." Peter gasped, just some of the movements just now made him a little breathless.This was the first time in his life that he had hit someone, and there was an obvious tremor in his tone. "If you think I don't exist, I won't mess with you. You should be satisfied with this."

And Thompson didn't seem to hear him at all.He looked at the bright red on his finger, and his expression quickly turned ferocious.

"Clark, Teemo, come together. Let's teach this bastard a lesson he'll remember for the rest of his life."

Thompson's two followers were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, moved their arms and rushed forward with shouts.They have never seen their boss so embarrassed. If they don't help now, they will be repaired badly later.

He's just a skinny, malnourished monkey who dares to mess with the boss even if he's lucky. He really doesn't know how to live or die.

Seeing Thompson's two followers rushing towards him like two bears, it would be a lie to say that Peter was not afraid.But he has discovered this extra ability in his body, and naturally hopes for more opportunities to test it.

Young Master, I am also a master of Chinese Kung Fu, he thought with some confidence.

He relaxed his body and let the flash of inspiration in his mind take care of everything.Peter took two steps back, and then immediately punched Teemo, who had exhausted all his strength, on the shoulder.

The tingling feeling in his mind reappeared, and a sound of wind came from Peter's side.Although his body had reacted automatically, it was still a little slow.

Thompson punched him in the chest, and the difference in physical fitness was extremely clear at this moment.Peter's face turned pale for a moment, as if all the air in his lungs had been blown out, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Peter staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.A smile finally appeared on Thompson's face. Just when he opened his mouth to say something, Peter suddenly stood up, took two steps forward, and punched him in the face again.

"Go ahead and lick shit," Peter gasped.The blow just now was so severe that he was even worried that his ribs would be broken.

But he had bigger troubles ahead of him.This retaliatory attack just now aroused the anger of Thompson and his followers again. If he is not lucky, Peter may break more than one bone.

Entering the mysterious state again, Peter stepped sideways into the gap between the three of them, punched Clark twice in a row, and lowered his head to dodge an attack from behind.

What's a little strange is that since he decided to fight back, his body's automatic reaction seemed to place less emphasis on dodging, and instead focused more on exchanging injuries for injuries.I don't know if it was his imagination, but the feeling in his mind seemed to become a little more violent.

This was not good news for skinny Peter.In less than a minute, he was hit four times again, each time causing pain to the bone marrow. Excessive body movements would cause the pain to start again.

Normally, he would have fallen to the ground and been unable to get up, but now he was still standing, as if there was some unknown energy in his body supporting him.

The situation of the Thompson trio is not good now.All three of them were panting and their faces were somewhat bruised.Although Peter's attack could only be regarded as mild, after more than a dozen punches, their appearance was extremely miserable.But the physical pain was nothing compared to the turmoil in their hearts.

This little monkey that they had always looked down on not only dared to fight back at them, but also seemed to have no disadvantage when the three of them came together.

Looking at the crowd around him who had been attracted by the movement here, Thompson couldn't help but grit his teeth.It will only be more embarrassing if you continue to do it yourself.He shot Peter a dirty look, and Peter shot it back without any sign of weakness.

What has made this kid crazy? Did he take the courage of a leopard?

After the two sides were in a stalemate for several seconds, Thompson finally stamped his foot, turned and walked away.But before he left, he still left a threat.

"You wait for me and you will have to pay the price for this sooner or later."

"I'm always with you." Peter's answer was quite forceful, and Thompson couldn't help but look back at him again.

Seeing that the show was over, the dozen or so people gathered around to watch the fun dispersed.Among them, a few kind-hearted people came up to see if Peter was okay and if he needed help.But Peter declined them all. Now he just wants to get out of here as soon as possible and figure out what happened to him.

He hung his schoolbag on his shoulder and gasped.He looked at his shoulder and found that a bruise the size of his fist had spread.

Although it would be nice to teach Thompson and his group a lesson, it is not easy to explain to Aunt Mei.Peter couldn't help but feel dizzy when he thought about the training he was going to receive later.