Marvel's Psyker

Under the tense atmosphere, Peter's breathing became heavier, and his brain was working rapidly.

In his mind, the scene when he saw Gwen reading quietly today appeared involuntarily.The inherent warmth in that blond girl made Peter instantly courageous.

"Yes, Fleischer, you are strong! At least you are stronger than me! But that doesn't mean your actions are right!"

Fleischer looked into Peter's eyes, and he found that this usual punching bag who bullied casually seemed a little different.

"It seems that you have become sharp-tongued today!"

The corner of Fleischer's mouth twitched, "Okay! Then let me see, Mr. Parker! Let me see how tough you can be."

Saying that, Fleischer let go of his hands holding Peter's collar.Then the next second, Fleischer's fist slammed into Peter's lower abdomen.

Peter suddenly felt a twist in his abdominal muscles and lost consciousness.

Peter bent down, but still couldn't suppress the rising sensation in his stomach, and a pantothenic liquid rushed up from his stomach to his throat.

Acid stuck in his throat, Peter coughed a few times in discomfort, and then retched painfully.

"You just said I was wrong? Then it's up to you to tell me what's right!"

Fleischer punched Peter in the lower abdomen again, and Peter knelt on the ground in pain.

Fleischer retreated a certain distance, then rushed forward quickly, and kicked Peter on the head. Peter was directly kicked unconscious and fell to the wet ground.

Fleisher didn't intend to stop, and kicked Peter's body forcefully with one foot after another, still shouting incessantly:

"Come on, Mr. Parker! Am I doing the right thing?"

"talk!"

Just like at noon today, Peter was beaten helplessly, lying curled up on the ground, and could barely hold his head with his hands to avoid the heavy blow.

"No! I will never recognize you!"

"Only the weak! Only the weak will vent their anger on the weaker! If you do this, it will only further prove that you are a weak! What you did is absolutely wrong!"

"Fack! You bloody thing!"

Fleischer's breathing gradually increased, and his expression became extremely ferocious.He increased the strength of his feet, and gradually kicked Peter's head without any scruples.

Peter's nose and teeth gradually ooze blood, which is very dazzling on the white tiles.

The few attendants who followed Fleischer to block people were all uneducated students in the school, but even so, they felt a little trembling in their hearts at the moment.

They tentatively persuaded:

"That...Fleischer? Shouldn't it be forgotten? You see Parker is like this!"

"Yeah, he was beaten so badly! Should you also vent your anger?"

"Yeah, Fleischer, stop! If you continue to fight like this, you will really die!"

Hearing his companion's persuasion, Fleischer, in a rage, suddenly turned his head to look at them.

But Fleischer's ferocious eyes and ferocious expression at this moment startled them a lot, their hearts tightened, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

Feeling the violent aura emanating from Fleischer's body, several people swallowed nervously, but they still didn't say any more words of persuasion after all.

"In my life, what I hate the most is when someone says I'm wrong!"

"Only the weak can be denied, I hate being denied! I don't want to be weak!"

Fleisher looked down at Peter who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and said something, and then kicked Peter again.

"Say it! Parker! Say it! I'm right!"

"You said I was wrong? Then am I still wrong now!"

Fleischer kept kicking and kicking Peter.

"talk!"

"Speak! Speak! Speak! You bastard!"

No matter how hard Fleischer tried, Peter didn't care and didn't resist. He just covered his head with his hands and curled up on the ground, bearing every attack silently.

But the more unresponsive Peter was, the more violent Fleischer became.

Even the few people who followed Fleischer couldn't stand it anymore.

"Parker, admit it quickly!"

"Yeah! Parker, don't be stubborn! Be soft!"

"Fleischer won't stop, just admit Fleischer!"

But Peter didn't respond, he curled up tighter and tighter, like a spring being stressed.

Peter is very tough today, won't he feel pain?

No, he would, in fact, he was numb from the pain now.

Peter's consciousness is a little dazed now, and the sweet smell coming from his mouth and nose makes him unable to think.He could feel that his body was being constantly exerted external force, but he didn't know how to react.

Gradually, Peter felt that his world became quiet.

He could feel something gathering in his body.

Peter couldn't tell what it was, he could only feel it rising from deep within him.Like bubbles floating from the bottom of the water to the surface, one after another, they kept popping up from the "lake" deep in his heart.

Every time Fleischer kicked him, another bubble would appear out of thin air.

All the "bubbles" keep coming together to form one big bubble.

The bubble became bigger and bigger, expanded at an incredible speed, and finally even trembled!It seems to have reached the limit of collapse!

In the outside world, Fleischer finally lost his patience looking at Peter, who was still unwilling to give in.

"You forced me! Parker! It's all your fault!"

Fleischer roared resentfully, jumped up strangely, jumped into the air, and stomped on Peter's head with a heavy momentum.

"Fleischer, you're crazy!"

"do not want!"

Several attendants were so frightened that they closed their eyes and dared not look at it.

"Bam—"

With a dull bang, Fleischer flew upside down and hit the door panel of the toilet cubicle. The heavy momentum directly smashed the compartment door panel in half.

Fleischer's waist hit the toilet, and he howled in pain. Fleischer struggled a few times, but couldn't stand up for a while!

"Fleischer, you're a complete asshole!"

Peter curled up on the ground and got up.

Now, it was Fleischer lying on the ground.

Half of Peter's clothes were completely soaked, the blood on his face almost covered his facial features, and his face was swollen so that he didn't look human at all, looking very hideous.

Peter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, looked at Fleisher in the cubicle with wide eyes, showed his scarlet teeth, and said with a heavy breath:

"Fleischer, if you think your fist is hard, you must be right?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"It seems that what I said before is correct, you are a naive bastard! Let me tell you! Your naive thoughts will only make me look down on you even more!"

"I put the word down today! I! Peter Parker, will never give in to you!"

Peter took a deep breath and roared almost with all his strength:

"Fack oil! Eugene!"

In the piercing roar, Peter's saliva mixed with blood splashed on Fleischer's face, but Fleischer didn't notice it at all.

Seeing the raging flames in Peter's eyes, Fleisher was a little stunned.

But immediately, a strong sense of humiliation filled Fleischer's heart.

When did that soft Peter Parker, who was bullied by him all day, deserve to look at him like this?

And even dare to swear at him? !