Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

evening.

Within the newspaper club.

"Phew, finally sorted out."

Chloe dusted off her hands, and there were neatly stacked newspapers at her feet.

The girl turned around again and smiled and winked at Jino: "Thank you for your help, rich man~"

"Easy to do." Keno shrugged, holding a newspaper and reading.

Chloe was curious: "What are you looking at?"

Gino turned over the newspaper so that Chloe could see it clearly: "Lana's parents died in the meteorite rain in the small town thirteen years ago."

"Yes, but I think she is very happy now." Chloe sighed: "Clark even missed the weekly club cleaning event for his goddess."

Just after school, Clark ran to the place where Lana worked, which made Chloe a little angry: "He is a bastard who values ​​sex over friends."

The two walked out of the teaching building while chatting.

A gust of night wind came, and Chloe couldn't help but tremble, frowning and complaining: "It's really cold here."

"Help!"

A scream interrupted the communication between the two. Jino frowned slightly and cast his gaze in the direction of the sound.

Looking through the thick cement wall and past several old cars, the boy saw a ball of flames surrounding a car, and the person inside the car had seen it not long ago.

"Principal Guan?"

Jino frowned, broke the fire glass at the door and took out the fire extinguisher: "Let's go rescue people."

Chloe also lifted a can of fire extinguishers: "Okay, okay!"

The two people rushed to the place where the fire broke out, which was located in the parking lot on the right side of the campus teaching building.

In the rich darkness of night, the flames soaring into the sky looked extremely dazzling.

"Oh my God, there's someone inside!" Chloe's eyes widened. She saw a figure in the car wailing miserably and banging against the car door in an attempt to escape.

The girl panicked and tightened her grip on the fire extinguisher.

"what should we do?"

Keno strode towards the burning car, unplugged the fire extinguisher and said briefly: "Put out the fire, save people."

For ordinary innocent people, Gino is willing to lend a helping hand. He is not mentally ill and likes to watch an innocent life being burned to death in his own eyes.

Jino raised the nozzle in his hand and pointed it at the scorching fire.

"Pfft!"

Thick dry powder was sprinkled on the flames, and with constant spraying, the originally ferocious fire was brought under control.

Throw away the empty bottle of fire extinguisher,

He glanced at the scene inside the car.

Because a minute had passed since I heard the call for help, and at this moment, there was a flame in the car.

The fire ignited the interior decoration of the car and raised a large plume of black smoke. Many flames even burned along the seats to Principal Guan, using his suit to cause a secondary ignition.

"Help me, help me!" Principal Guan's voice was as miserable as a ghost, the flames burned his skin, and the pain made him slap the glass in an attempt to escape.

Jino pulled the door switch with a cold face, but found that it could not be opened.

"The car door won't open."

Making a quick decision, Jino raised his fist:

"Bang!"

A punch shattered the glass, and Jino gently grabbed the car door and pulled slightly.

"Kacha!"

The solid car door was easily torn open by the huge force. Gino ignored the billowing smoke pouring out of the car. He grabbed the wailing Polo and threw him to the ground. He then took the fire extinguisher handed over by Chloe and put out the fire on him. of flame.

As the flames extinguished, a bloody cheek appeared in Gino's field of vision.

The man who originally had jet black hair now only had his burnt and red scalp, which looked terrifying and ferocious.

Jino looked solemn, frowned and turned his head away:

"He's got extensive burns on his skin, Chloe, get on the phone, we need help."

"Ah good!"

Chloe dropped the fire extinguisher and hurried toward the classroom, where there were landlines to contact the fire station and hospital.

"Weird flames." Jino glanced at the car that was almost burned to pieces, and looked at the first-floor teaching building not far away as if he was feeling something.

"Uh-huh."

The window of the office on the far right side of the first floor was closed, and for a brief moment, Geno could see clearly the appearance of the man, who was none other than Coach Watt this morning.

"Arsonist."

Gino narrowed his eyes.

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late at night.

"Buzz buzz."

Fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances roared toward the school.

On the other side of the road, a silver-white Bugatti roared towards a two-story villa.

Gino stepped on the brakes lightly, and the Bugatti gently stopped outside the villa.

"Thank you for taking me home." Chloe opened the car door and said thanks with a pursed lips: "Want to come up and sit down? I have no one at home."

"No."

Gino also got out of the car and threw the keys of the sports car to Chloe: "Drive it back to school for me tomorrow."

Chloe hurriedly took the key, a little confused: "Wait, where are you going?"

"Go investigate something."

Jino didn't hide it from Chloe, and looked in the direction of the school with his blue eyes, where the lights were brightly lit.

"I suspect the fire was man-made."

He already has a suspect in his mind, and judging from Coach Watt's vengeful character, that guy is likely to attack him or his family, so he must go back and keep an eye on Watt.

"What's the meaning?"

"Get some rest early." Gino wasted no more time and walked away under the gaze of Chloe who hesitated to speak, disappearing into the night.

On campus.

Because of the sudden fire. Many fire trucks and police cars were parked at the school.

Several police officers were holding small notebooks and questioning Watt, tonight's witness.

The cunning fat man narrowed his eyes slightly and pretended to be completely unaware.

"I don't know, officer. When the fire broke out, I was watching TV in my office. I was also very sad about what happened to Principal Guan."

The two policemen quite agreed, regretfully, and nodded: "Yes, no one wants to see this happen. Principal Guan is really pitiful."

"40% of the skin on his body was burned. Whether he can survive is unknown. We can only pray that God will bless him."

Watt on the side made a listening gesture and said in a regretful tone: "Yes, may God bless him."

Because Watt was indeed in his office when the fire broke out, and the police found no traces of arson in the car, they hastily defined the case as a fire due to aging wiring in the car.

The fire was settled due to the aging of the car. After the police left, Watt returned to his office.

With a proud smile on his face, the old fat man turned on his record player and pressed the record of "Napoleon's March" on the record player.

Accompanied by the soothing and exciting music, Watt held a wine glass and slowly sipped red wine.

"Next."

He slowly raised his head, holding the wine glass in one hand and putting the other hand behind his back, like a triumphant king. He looked at the map of the town on the wall of his office, and his eyes fell on the gas station on the east side of the town: "It's the damn Luther family's turn!"