The absence of the worm made Sean's mind a little confused, and he didn't know if the worm had already embarked on the path of his destiny at this time, just like he didn't know which version of the worm in this world was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost all morning, Sean's mind was full of chaotic thoughts, and he didn't pay attention to the teacher on the stage who had changed several times, maybe the teacher in class noticed him, but fortunately, Sean's image of a scumbag who has been a mess has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he is extremely low-key, so he has not been called up to answer questions.

Jingle Bell!!

The bell rang as usual, waking Sean back from his trance.

With a backpack that had never been opened at all, Sean still decided to ask about the worm, otherwise he would have to worry about it all day today.

It didn't take long for Sean to come out of the classroom office, and the worries in Sean's heart were completely put down.

It turned out that Xiao Worm was not absent from school at all, but had already taken leave yesterday, and the reason was that today was the death day of his parents.

Exhaling, Sean expressed sympathy for Worm's plight, but it was clear that his own situation was more sympathetic than Worm's.

He lives in a dangerous place like Hell's Kitchen, and he is still single, and he needs to make money on his own if he wants to buy something, while Worm has lost his parents since he was a child, but he still has uncles and aunts around him who care about him, so he doesn't have to worry about money so early.

But for this kind of thing, in fact, he is used to it.

There weren't many classes this afternoon, and there wasn't anything important, so Sean simply chose to skip class.

It's time to change the TV, Sean touched the dozens of tickets in his pocket, completely ignoring the stern gaze of the doorman, and thought faintly in his heart.

Without going to any special sales market, Sean went straight to Hell's Kitchen, just like Hell's Kitchen is like the dregs of the city, crisscrossing the second-hand market around it, which is completely enough for his needs, and more importantly, the price is completely lower than those things that look good but are not useful.

After twisting and turning, Sean went straight into a familiar storefront.

"Huh? You're Sean, and you haven't been here in a long time. The black boss looked up, immediately showed two rows of white teeth, and got up to greet him.

Sean had a hint of embarrassment on his face, just smiled at him and said, "Hey! Joe. ”

Speaking of which, because the things here are generally very cheap and of good quality, Sean used to run here often to buy bits and pieces, but he gradually became acquainted with this black boss named Joe, but then by chance he found out why the things here were so cheap, and never came here again.

It's normal for things to be cheap in the second-hand market, but it's a bit cheap here, because most of the things here are stolen.

This made Sean feel a little embarrassed, and he always thought of words like stolen goods.

Joe, as if he hadn't seen Sean's embarrassment, smiled and said, "Come in, Sean." ”

He took a step, waved his hand and swept the various things in the glass cabinet, and said, "Come and take a look, most of the things here are relatively new, if there is one you like, I will give you the lowest price." ”

Sean glanced at the things, most of them were electronics, and some of the watches that looked good, all of them small, none of which were his goal, but it occurred to him that he might want to get a phone.

He simply chose the strongest one, and then looked away.

"Originally, I wanted to change to a TV, but now it's better to buy a laptop." Sean counted the money in his pocket and said with a smile.

"Hehe, made money? I'll find you a good one. ”

It didn't take long for Sean to say goodbye to Joe and walk out of the shop, his bag a little sunk.

For less than two hundred dollars, I bought a good notebook and a mobile phone, which is definitely very cheap, but Sean didn't have any secret joy to pick up the cheap, but was a little heavy, and secretly clenched his fists.

No one likes pickpockets, a social moth, even if Sean indirectly becomes its beneficiary at this time, but the morality in his heart always makes him think more.

He didn't know if all these stolen goods were stolen, maybe there would be robbed, maybe there was a deeper sin in them, although the two things in the backpack were paid for by him, but he couldn't help but feel a little awkward in his heart.

Sometimes the more he thinks, the more troubles he has, although he clearly knows that he is not the kind of person with a strong sense of justice, but he can't ignore those things that he can't see.

And in the past two years, he has already developed a sense of belonging to this place, although this place has dangers that he could never imagine before, but he still can't help but feel feelings.

For the huge group of superheroes, Sean's favorite character is the worm, not only because of the extraordinary ability to see ripples in the steel jungle, but also because of the fighting attitude of the other party, although the worm's body is full of tragedy, but he has always adhered to the sentence: the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!

Even Sean feels that in this world, only the worm can truly be called a superhero, above board and never give up.

Sean asked himself that he couldn't do that, but he wasn't a complete egoist either, he did more to be close to his heart and pleasure himself, so he didn't mind doing something that would help others and help himself.

Back home, Sean began to practice telekinesis, he had decided to do something, and to do it then he had to use this ability, the most dangerous enemy he had faced before was a gangster with a knife, but next time it might be a gangster with a gun, Sean fully believed his fears.

Facing the glass in front of him, Sean's fingers moved slightly, and his telekinesis instantly gushed out, like an invisible palm lifting, moving, rotating, and even accelerating and decelerating.

This practice lasted for more than an hour, and by the time Sean was tired, the number of cups had gone from two to nine, and if it weren't for the sudden onset of exhaustion, Sean felt that he could have done better.

Panting heavily, Sean was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this ability to be so handy to use, as if his heart moved, and the next moment there was a change.

Such a discovery immediately boosted his confidence.