Saiyans in the Marvel world

Rested for one night in San Francisco.

The next morning, Blake and Matt took a flight back to New York.

Eddie stayed here, planning to compile relevant research materials with Dora.

After sorting out all relevant criminal records and information records, they will present all evidence to the local judge and then request public prosecution.

At that time, Murdoch Law Firm will come to litigate as a special defender.

This is an excellent opportunity for Matt. As long as he wins this case and successfully convicts Drake, his law firm will usher in an unprecedented glorious moment.

By then, the reputation of the number one private lawyer in New York City will probably be impossible to escape.

If you are lucky, you can run for a state representative lawyer or something in the future.

It is not impossible to become an elected member of the House of Representatives if you enter the Senate.

Although these mortal identities are of no use to Marvel heroes.

But a suitable political identity can reduce unnecessary troubles in many cases.

……

Back in New York, Blake was kicked out of the house before he could warm up the sofa.

He was holding a brand new schoolbag and looking at the smiling face of the orange school bus driver in front of him, he felt very depressed.

Reluctantly walking into the school bus, Blake immediately saw countless children about his age, playing in groups of twos and threes.

The combination of crying, laughing, and screaming could drive anyone crazy.

If a woman is equal to five hundred ducks, then a child is at least five hundred screaming chickens.

Blake glanced at the school bus, then walked towards the only place that was still quiet.

However, as soon as he sat down, he saw a slightly familiar face.

Pointed chin, fair skin, emerald eyes, and a little baby fat face.

At this moment, Mindy's eyes widened and she slowly took off her headphones.

She opened her mouth wide and pointed at Blake, unable to make a sound for a long time.

"You... aren't you dead?"

"Damn it! You're still alive???"

Hearing this, Blake suddenly recalled.

Isn’t this guy super killer?

We had all seen each other in the Perak Bar before.

But at that time, she was beaten so much that she was covered in blood and almost became disabled.

Now the little girl is fragrantly washed, and her long brilliant light golden hair is blowing in the wind in the sun. She looks much cuter.

Blake stretched out his hand and took the initiative to shake it.

"Hello, it's the second time we've met. My name is Blake. Nice to meet you, Super Killer Girl."

When Mindy heard this, her beautiful big eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly covered his mouth.

"You're crazy! Don't expose my identity outside casually. If someone hears it, I will suffer!"

Mindy's personality has changed a lot since her last failure at the Thunderbolt Bar.

She is no longer as flamboyant as before, and her work is much more steady and low-key.

In addition, when she dreams every night, she also dreams of some strange scenes.

Most of them are pictures of various dead human beings. Some are torn into pieces, some have their blood sucked out of their bodies and turned into mummies, and some are simply missing arms and heads. They look extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, she had been trained by her father since she was a child, and her mental endurance was stronger than that of most agents, so even if she had nightmares every day, it would not have much impact on her.

However, I have had fewer nightmares in recent days, but my mouth always feels thirsty for no reason.

For example, right now, after Mindy got close to Blake, she suddenly felt a feeling of dry lips and tongue emerge in her heart.

Subconsciously, she slowly moved her bright red mouth towards Blake's neck.

At this moment, Blake pinched the other person's face.

"Hey, ma'am, could you please be more respectful? I'm not that casual of a boy, and you're not yet developed, so it's not appropriate for your age to do this kind of thing."

"???"

Mindy suddenly woke up, her face flushed at first, and then she suddenly felt scared.

What happened to yourself?

Just now, you actually wanted to bite his neck open and drink his blood?

Damn it...could it be a sequelae of the battle?

Blake saw something was wrong on Mindy's face, so he asked.

"Are you ok?"

Mindy shook her head quickly and said in a low voice.

"It's okay, stay away from me, and... don't go to places like bars in the future. It's hard to imagine that a brat like you could survive in that situation."

Blake raised an eyebrow, not understanding why this little girl was so uncertain.

Do girls in free countries get their periods particularly early?

But who cares, no one is familiar with her anyway.

What he didn't expect was that he would be in the same class as Super Kill Girl.

When I watched the Kick-Ass movie before, I had a good impression of this little lolita with an awesome temperament.

But when reality came into contact, Blake felt that girls with this kind of personality were really unlikable.

Sure enough, loli and other things are better if they are soft and waxy!

As soon as he thought about this, Blake closed his eyes and took a rest, no longer paying attention to Mindy next to him.

……

The school bus spewed black exhaust fumes all the way, and finally arrived at the school before 9:01.

Following the turbulent school crowd, Blake asked around and found his class teacher.

Of course, there is no such position as a head teacher in American schools.

The black aunt with an afro in front of her with 'A2 Counselor-Kiniya' hanging on her chest is the instructor of Black's class.

The other person wears a pair of round glasses, which are placed a little above the tip of his nose.

Every time I look at it with a kind of suspended eyes, it gives people a gloomy feeling.

"Blake, welcome to join Class A2. These are all the teaching materials you will use in class."

"Of course...if you want to get extra credit, then I recommend buying the stand-alone textbooks on this list and it will make your grades better."

Kinia pushed out a small piece of paper, her tone full of meaning.

Good guy, do you promote your work openly?

Blake looked at the dark portraits printed on the books and suddenly felt that the sales of these books must not be optimistic.

To be honest, it is a bit unlucky to use this honor as a cover.

Of course, Blake would not say these words.

At this time, he spoke in a rather worldly manner.

"Okay, thank you counselor, I will seriously consider it. If necessary, I will trouble you then."

Genia showed a smile and slowly handed over a few keys.

"No problem, Mr. Black, I'm always here for your consultation."

"In addition, this is your locker key. It is located in the third row to the left of the entrance. You can use it to store personal items, such as mobile phone comics and books."

"In principle, the school does not allow students to use mobile phones. If found, they will be fined ten dollars each time."

Blake blinked at this.

Then, with the stunned expressions of several students nearby, he quickly handed over a stack of green Franklins.

"Teacher Kinia, this is the fine for the next few months. If it is not enough, please call me in time and I will have someone remit the money as soon as possible!"

After Blake finished speaking, he showed a perfectly reserved smile.

With this look, he was simply acting like a noble kid who had just arrived at school.

That kind of slight contempt and flamboyant confidence immediately shocked Genia.