That's a lot of strength!

After a long period of training, Peter's body reacted naturally at this moment. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info his legs flicked suddenly, and the whole person jumped up like a flying fish jumping out of the water, and his legs kicked the girl's face without the slightest pity.

Peter had just reacted at this time, and it was too late to stop. However, although the girl's reaction was a beat slower, her speed was amazingly fast, and her right hand blocked in front of her in time, and the whole person took a step back.

And she apparently didn't have any combat training. The step she took back was not out of Peter's range at all, and Peter's full force was not so easily blocked. Now one of his whip legs can kick a thirty-kilogram sandbag up a full forty-five degrees, and the kick in a normal person's body will definitely break two bones. And now Peter can't retract his strength in mid-air, and under his blow, this girl's fingers and cheekbones may not be saved.

However, to his surprise, the other party only used three fingers to block his own blow. His own kick only bent her fingers slightly, and Peter suddenly felt like he had seen a ghost.

Am I daydreaming? It was the only plausible explanation he could think of. But the soul-piercing pain from the feet was certainly not fake. The toe bone may have been broken, and Peter felt as if he was kicking not a finger, but a solid steel bar. He gritted his teeth and held back the pain, and with the reaction force of the kick, he somersaulted backwards. There was a bit of uncertainty in Peter's eyes, and the black-haired girl's expression seemed even more flustered than his own. She looked at Peter, took a few steps back, and then turned and ran.

"Wait!" Peter hurriedly spoke, but the girl's footsteps were not heard. After a moment of entanglement in his heart, he secretly made a gesture, and his mental power suddenly exploded. In the next moment, the girl lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Peter gritted his teeth and ran a few steps forward, ready to help the girl up. A sharp light flashed through the brunette girl's eyes, and she raised her hand and slapped it towards Peter. Peter quickly raised his arm to block the blow. And the moment the skin of the two of them touched, the force gushing out of the girl's hand was suddenly magnified several times, and it instantly overwhelmed Peter's own strength. Peter's eyes widened, he lost control of his body again, and became a trapeze artist.

With a loud tooth-aching thud, Peter's back slammed into the wall of the hallway, stirring up a burst of lime dust falling off the wall. Peter's internal organs were shaken off, and a disgusting smell of blood rushed up his throat, but he forced it to swallow again. When he finally got up from the ground, the girl was gone, and she should have run away.

Looking at the wall with several cracks knocked out of his back, Peter's expression became serious. The strength just now was already several times stronger than Matt, who was already at the peak of his human body, and the person with this strength was a female high school student who looked quite thin.

Who is she? Why had I never seen her before? How did she get that power? Is her goal herself?

Questions kept popping up in Peter's mind, and his conjectures gradually became more and more pessimistic, giving him a chilling feeling. However, there was a noise behind him, and Peter looked back to see Thompson, who had just risen from the ground.

There is no doubt that Thompson has seen everything just now. In order to protect his secret, maybe he should find a chance to kill this guy before he can tell the truth...

Peter himself was taken aback by the idea. He quickly patted his cheek, letting the tyrannical desire that haunted his heart fade a little. After he calmed down, he made his decision.

"Get out of here!" Peter put on a very humiliated expression and roared as he walked towards Thompson step by step. Thompson looked at Peter with a panicked look on his face, and unconsciously took two steps back. Peter smiled inwardly, and a Force silently seeped into Thompson's spiritual ocean. "If you dare to spread the news that I was beaten by a girl, I will definitely find you, and then I will chop you to pieces with my own hands. Do you understand? ”

At this time, Thompson dared to say half a word. He nodded hurriedly, his whole body trembling in fear. And when Peter signaled that he could get out, he fled without even daring to look back. Seeing him look like a ghost, Peter laughed dumbly.

At least this one trouble is solved, and Thompson should not bother himself again in the future.

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Who the hell is that woman...?

Is this the sixth or seventh time Peter has asked himself this question? He wasn't very clear. Ever since that meeting, Peter has been trying to find out who the girl is. She was as powerful as himself, and Peter was sure of that. Now he was excited about the possibility of having a companion for himself. He already knew that he was not a unique being in the world, and judging from the fact that he could meet another person with superpowers in his high school, there were probably a lot of people like himself.

If there is one person with superpowers for every 100,000 people, there may be hundreds of people with superpowers in New York City. And if you put it all over the world, this number will reach tens of thousands. Whenever he thought of this, a mixture of fear and excitement rose from Peter's heart.

Now Peter has forgotten about meeting Gwen's father.

However, despite Peter's best efforts to find the identity of the classmate, he has made little progress. No name, no class number, Peter's only clue is her looks. And as time passed, this memory began to gradually become more and more blurred. Based on this information alone, although it is not a needle in a haystack to find a person in a midtown high school with nearly 1,000 students, it is surprisingly difficult. For the first time, Peter felt that there were too many people in his high school.

It's time to find a professional intelligence dealer.

"Tall skinny girl with black hair? Sharp chin? Harry, who was tucking his books back into his bag, glanced at his friend suspiciously. Seeing that Peter's mood had changed a lot, Harry suddenly became a little wary again. "How do I know? By the way, have you found a new love again? What about Gewen? Peter, let me tell you, love is such a thing as a down-to-earth thing, not just because of a momentary favor and impulse. ”

Peter looked at his friend and suddenly felt a sense of helplessness. I don't know when, my image in the eyes of the other party has also become a playboy. Although Peter's recent peach blossom luck is indeed good, there is a rather strange sense of disobedience when this sentence comes out of Harry's mouth. You know, in the past, it was Peter who had told Harry this kind of thing.

Truth be told, Peter didn't want to involve Harry for this kind of thing.

Last night, Peter rarely went out, but flipped through the school's newspaper for the past two years. Unfortunately, he didn't find a picture of the girl. This morning and during lunch break, Peter had gone through the school again, but he still hadn't found any sign of the girl. Peter had no choice but to try to ask Harry, the mobile intelligence dealer, if he knew something. But after all, Peter himself had too little information, and there was nothing Harry could do about it.

However, Peter did not give up. Since conventional means are not easy to use, then he can only use more extreme methods.

In the middle of the night, Peter slipped out of his room again. Tonight, however, he rarely skipped Matt's training and walked in the direction of the school.

With the help of the Force, Peter didn't have much effort to get through the locks and infiltrate the teacher's office. The school's internal LAN had long been completely explored by Peter, and under his self-made password cracking software, he quickly logged in to the server with the account of the director of education. Next, he pulled up the folder where the class photos from previous years were stored and began to search for them one by one. It didn't take long for the answers Peter was looking for to appear in front of his eyes.

"Class E, Jessica, Jons..."Peter muttered the name on the screen.