Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

In the two cultural classes in the afternoon, Kahn chose chemistry and mathematics respectively.

As a science student who had gone through the college entrance examination in his previous life, Kahn had no problem getting an 'A' or above even if he didn't attend classes.

After all, Sanshan Middle School is just a public high school, and its requirements for students are not too high.

At 02:30, the sweet bell rang on time, piercing Kahn's dream.

After collecting his books and stationery and storing them in his own storage box in the corridor, Kahn followed the flow of people and wandered to the school playground.

Although school ends very early at American High School, after the bell rings, the vast majority of students will continue to stay in school and participate in various clubs and sports activities.

Some are just for fun, while others are to get some extra points for themselves when applying for college.

Thanks to its large area, Sanshan Middle School has a complete range of sports venues.

There are football fields, basketball fields, baseball fields... everything is available, and the scale is larger than the university he attended in his previous life.

As a native of China, Kahn’s favorite sport is naturally table tennis.

But this sport is not popular here in the United States. The only two table tennis tables were filled with noobs pecking each other, so he lost interest in participating.

Influenced by the memory of the original owner and living in Europe for several years, his favorite sport in this life became football.

Looking at the young figure running on the court, Kahn's eyes were full of his lost youth.

When he had just traveled through time, he might have gone on the court to play with these young people.

With his superhuman physique, it is no problem that he can beat Messi with his head and feet.

It is only natural that he will be in the limelight and shock countless passers-by.

But after so much experience, Kahn has outgrown such vulgar taste.

Playing football is not as interesting as watching the ball.

While Kahn was thinking wildly, Wanda came over with Pietro.

"Uncle...Kahn, when will we go back?" the little witch said straight to the point.

Rather than 'wasting time' at school, she wants to go back home and learn magic so that she can have the power of revenge as soon as possible.

Before school started, Kahn specifically told him not to call him 'Count' or 'Master' outside, just call him by his first name.

Otherwise, it is easy to be regarded as a pervert.

"Why are you in such a hurry to go home?"

Without giving the other party a chance to answer, Kahn stared at the little witch in front of him and said earnestly: "The body is the capital of revenge.

Look at your small body, don't learn magic and fall first.

Moreover, look at those big guys. They can't beat the berserker to death with their bare hands, but they still dare to say that they are mages?

Little witch, you have a lot to learn. "

He didn't want his little witch's mind to be distorted by hatred.

Regardless of novels or movies, people whose hearts are consumed by hatred will never end well.

Comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and labor is the right way.

"I think it makes sense."

Pietro was secretly happy and quickly echoed: "Let's go exercise together, Wanda."

Rather than learning magic, he prefers sports, especially the feeling of running in the sun.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Wanda could only show her dissatisfaction with her small face, and then followed Kahn obediently to the other side of the football field.

Taking the two brothers and sister to the badminton court, Kahn quickly searched and finally found a woman with a delicate face and a hot body.

"Hello, classmate, is your badminton club still recruiting people?"

"Of course!"

Turning her head to look, Lidya immediately stopped breathing and replied hurriedly: "I am Lidya, the publicity director of the badminton club. Do you want to join our club?"

"Kahn."

Pulling the two siblings in front of him, Kahn introduced: "The one who wants to join is not me, but my cousins, Wanda and Pietro."

"Wow, such a cute elementary school girl."

When she saw the two of them, Lydia's eyes immediately fell on Wanda.

"Don't worry, leave them to me, I guarantee you half a month..."

Just when Lydia was about to pat her chest in assurance, a hockey ball the size of a goose egg suddenly jumped at their feet.

Kahn looked in the direction where the ball came from and saw an alert-looking young man with a crew cut and a man with a crooked chin trotting over.

Catching a glimpse of the hockey ball at the feet of the two of them, Little Flathead apologized: "Lidya, I'm sorry, the ball didn't hit you, did it?"

Lydia was quite upset at being interrupted in her conversation with this handsome new guy: "Sidai, we don't wear protective gear like you, so be careful."

"I've always been careful."

Faced with the accusation from his goddess, Stiles decisively pushed his good friend to take the blame: "Scott hit the ball too hard."

"Hey!" Scott looked like he was stabbed in the back.

That's not what you said when you asked me to hit the ball this way.

Looking at the two people who were helpless in front of Lydia, Kahn raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without disturbing the three people's thoughts, and said to the two brothers and sisters beside him: "Come back to me at five o'clock."

Leaving Wanda and Pietro in the badminton club, Kahn wandered around the campus again.

Basketball, football, baseball...groups of boys bursting with hormones performed to their heart's content on their respective stages.

The young and beautiful girls sat on the sidelines, waving flags and cheering for their loved ones.

"1, 2, 3, 4, Sanshan Middle School, come on!"

"Do it again! 1, 2..."

Listening to the cheerleading songs not far away, Kahn's eyes lit up and he immediately quickened his pace.

Just when Kahn was about to take a closer look, five tall and sweaty uninvited guests came directly in front of him and surrounded him.

'School bullying? '

This was Kahn's first thought.

However, the other party's words quickly denied his guess.

"Hey, new guy! Is it you who hit my girlfriend at noon today?"

Smashing the basketball in his hand at Kahn's feet, Casey spoke coldly.

Recalling the red-haired woman who performed poorly at noon, Kahn frowned: "I didn't hit her, she hit me."

"How dare you talk back?!" Casey's eyes turned cold.

Hearing this, several boys nearby started gearing up.

However, Casey did not take action immediately, but began to spit out the fragrance.

As a school bully who has to go to the principal's office more than twenty times per semester on average, he has already summed up his experience.

Never make the first move in a fight!

As a mature vampire, Kahn would certainly not fall for such a simple provocation.

Glancing between the other person's legs, Kahn's contempt was undisguised: "It seems that you are not very good at that. You can't even satisfy your girlfriend's most basic needs so that she can have the energy to seduce me."

Being exposed to the pain point in his heart, Casey instantly broke his guard: "If you have the guts, say it again! Once! Again!!"

"It's urgent, it's urgent, someone is urgent."

Kahn continued to be weird: "No, no, no one really can't satisfy his girlfriend, right?"

Observing the abnormality of their boss, the other four younger brothers were shocked, and their eyes changed when they looked at each other.

You can’t really let this newcomer get it right, can you?

In this case……

What is the Eastern proverb about "dumplings"?