Time flies, it has been four months since Stanley came to this world, and there has been no 'extraordinary' in Stanley's life in these four months, except that Stanley's tutoring career has ended.

Well, in four months, Stanley has also changed a little, in addition to being a little stronger than before, his flying card skills have been able to cause some damage to the fifty-meter target, of course, this is because his cards have been replaced by metal cards.

The investigation of Bighank is also going very smoothly, after all, the other party is not a big guy, just a gangster who controls a few streets, and it is actually very simple to get the information of the other party, the only reason why Stanley has delayed for so long is only one, and that is to protect himself!

It's July now, well, there's less than a month left until the end of the summer vacation, and now is the best time for Stanley to take revenge, and it's also an opportunity to verify his efforts in the past four months, at least that's what Stanley himself thinks, he wants to say goodbye to his previous days through revenge, and then happily welcome the beginning of his senior year.

In addition to some of the money he earned as a tutor, he saved more than $4,000, which may not seem like much money to some people, but for Stanley now, this money is enough.

He spent $2,000 to buy some equipment from several countries through the Internet, and simply made his own superhero uniform, well, just kidding, he wanted to make sure that he was not recognized when he was revenge, and he could protect his body from serious injuries, and this uniform could provide him with good protection.

Well, it's actually a uniform, but it's the best (as it is said on the Internet) stab-proof suit and handguards, stab-proof gloves, extremely elastic tights and the like, plus a leather trench coat and helmet to protect your head, a couple of metal playing cards, and most importantly a second-hand motorcycle.

"Ready! Ha, I've been waiting for four months, let me see what I'm capable of. Stanley closed the curtains, put on his uniform, and stood in front of the mirror to admire his new outfit.

Everyone has a dream of a superhero, which is one of the reasons why Stanley chose to wear this characteristic uniform, and the reason why you must have a tights (you are embarrassed to call yourself a superhero without a tights, Stanley quotes), maybe you think Stanley is a little naïve like this, but forgive Stanley, after all, he is a fan of superhero movies, and he just happened to cross into such a world, and he is also unwilling to be ordinary.

Of course, Stanley couldn't just walk out of the room in a uniform, not to mention that others would think it was a psychopath, and the trouble after a successful revenge alone was enough for him, so he put the uniform in his backpack and rode the bicycle downstairs (he wouldn't put his motorcycle here, after all, it was one of his superhero props). ）

At around 8 p.m., Stanley left his home and came to an abandoned factory building that he stumbled upon during his previous training (there are many such factories in American dramas, doesn't anyone take care of them?). Find the motorcycle you've hidden here and disguise yourself as a superhero who doesn't have a name yet. (Probably!) ）

"What shall I be called? Dragonman? Eh, Chinese and lobster are similar, there will definitely be people who complain like this, black man? Will Jet Li sue me for infringement? Thinking about all this nonsense, Stanley waited until 9 o'clock (Bick Hank returns to his yard every day) to take his throwing stick, metal tag and a delicate crossbow (bought online) and drive his motorcycle out of the abandoned factory.

Speeding all the way, because it was already past nine o'clock, there were not many pedestrians on the road, but you could see a group of three or four or seven or eight gangsters piled together smoking cigarettes and laughing loudly, they saw Stanley speeding by and scolded a few words very provocatively or threw the wine bottle in their hands, but unfortunately Stanley is not a real superhero, these gangsters are not in his plan, plus the speed of the motorcycle is super fast, these guys' attacks can't hit Stanley, so he didn't respond.

"OK, 23rd Street, Third Avenue, Jamaica, this is it."

It took Stanley about half an hour to get to his destination, a bar guarded by Bighank, and he had already found out that Bighank was here every night, saying that it was a bar, but the basement floor was a place to sell illegal drugs.

Because it was the first time, or because of the rapid improvement of his sanda ability in the past few months, Stanley had blind confidence, anyway, Stanley swaggered to the front door of the bar, saw two big black men on guard, parked the motorcycle and walked up directly.

"Hey, what do you do?" Because Stanley didn't take off his helmet, the other party directly defined him as someone who came to find fault, but he still asked in order not to be mistaken.

"Hank, isn't that guy here?" Stanley's voice is voiced by a voice changer attached to the neck (a superhero must-have, you deserve it!). ), which became very weird.

"Ha, you're here to find fault? you, boy, this is Bighank's field, are you in the wrong place? “

"Let me see who you are!" The other big man also walked over with a sneer, trying to take off the mask on Stan's face.

Stanley is here to find fault today, how can he let the other party see his face, the right hand that has been behind his back holds the slinger stick tightly, and when the opponent is close to the best attack position, he hits the opponent's leg fiercely!

That's right, it's the leg, this blow should have hit the opponent's head, but Stanley was too nervous, coupled with the subconscious fear of death, so Stanley's blow hit the opponent's footsteps, and because of some of the above reasons, the strength of the blow was not enough at all, just let the opponent scream.

His friend's scream made the other person come back to his senses, and immediately pulled out the slinger stick next to him and walked towards Stanley, after all, Stanley is too young and has no experience, although he practiced sanda in school, but that was just training, he didn't have any experience in actual combat, so the battle had not yet started Stanley's attack path was directly destroyed, and he was beaten hard by the other party.

"You're still trying to make trouble? Hum! I'll let you mask, I'll make you arrogant! "The big black man hit Stanley in the foot with a slingering stick, and although Stanley had a leg guard on his leg, he still injured Stanley.

Stanley joined in and immediately stepped back, he had forgotten what attack paths, what skills and the like, and waved his stick around, at this time, he could hit the opponent a few times, but only a few times.

Stanley knew that if he didn't leave, the other guys would be taken out of the bar by these movements, and he really couldn't leave at that time.

A few swings of the stick made the two big black men a little jealous, and threw out two playing cards, because this time it was too flustered The playing cards were nailed directly to each other's eyes, but he was already frightened, and he didn't have time to listen to the other party's screams, limped onto the motorcycle, and left this place of right and wrong.

Stanley Ninja was in severe pain in his legs and body, gritting his teeth, and crying (yes, tears, it hurts) spent a lot of effort back in the factory, only to get off the motorcycle and pass out.