Marvel: Ned the Mystic Mage

Peter jogged a few steps and walked not far behind Huang Xiwen. He walked lightly and tried not to let her notice. Then he kept turning back and winking at Gwen, gesturing for her to hit Huang Xiwen on the back of the head with a baseball.

Although Gwen had promised Peter before, looking at Huang Xiwen's slender back and the extremely hard baseball in her hand, she was unwilling to smash it at Huang Xiwen.

"Hey, Gwen, Gwen, trust me!"

Seeing that Gwen hadn't hit her for a long time, Peter instantly understood what she was thinking, so he kept shouting at her softly.

Although Gwen couldn't hear Peter's voice, she could tell what Peter was saying just by looking at his mouth movements and expressions.

But Huang Xiwen and Gwen can be considered good friends, but Gwen has always been unable to overcome the hurdle in his heart.

"Shh!"

At this moment, a baseball roared from a distance and went straight to the back of Huang Xiwen's head, but Peter could clearly see that Gwen was still struggling with the baseball he gave her.

Without thinking too much, Peter hurriedly turned to look at Huang Xiwen, his whole body tense and ready to go, ready to help Huang Xiwen avoid the baseball, or to stop Huang Monster Xiwen who went berserk because of the baseball.

The baseball flew closer and closer, and was about to hit Huang Xiwen on the back of the head. Even Peter couldn't help but plan to take action, but...

"boom!"

I saw the backpack behind Huang Xiwen suddenly lifted up, and accidentally knocked the baseball away, blocking Huang Xiwen from this terrible attack.

As for why the soft backpack can knock off the hard baseball, that is what the attacker and bystanders should think about. Anyway, the victim continued to move forward without realizing it.

"Hey! That Chinesespig!"

Several big white men, led by a little girl, blocked Huang Xiwen's path.

"Chinesepig, where are you going? Let me tell you, what I hate the most is your pretentiousness. Just play with my buddies for a while, otherwise, I will disfigure you!"

The little girl said fiercely.

As they confronted Huang Xiwen, the people around them slowly gathered around. Everyone cast a sympathetic look at Huang Xiwen, but no one wanted to help her.

Only Fleisher, who had previously liked to bully Peter, ran over and stood in front of Huang Xi's tattoo. Without even looking at the little girl, he said to a big man behind her:

"Georgeson, that's enough for you. It's okay to bully your classmates, but you can't do such unscrupulous things. God will look down on you."

"Hahaha!"

Before Georgeson could say anything, the little girl was the first to laugh: "Flisher, you're not attracted to this Chinesespig, are you? Who doesn't know that you are the biggest bully in our school?"

"What's going on? What happened? How could things be like this?"

At this time, Gwen also ran over, looked at the scene in front of her, grabbed Peter's arm and asked nervously.

"No, I don't know. Maybe Bablin doesn't like Mia. You should stay alone. I can't let them bully Mia."

Peter said as he pulled Gwen's hand away and stepped forward to stop the big guys from the baseball team.

"Babulin, shut up. I'm telling you, if you piss me off, I'll beat your face to pieces!"

Although Fleischer is a school bully, he also has some conscience and a certain bottom line, and what Bablin wants to do obviously touches his bottom line.

As Fleischer got angry, several tall muscular men could be seen in the crowd, ready to move. They were all Fleischer's brothers, or his helpers in dominating the campus.

The tall men on the baseball team also started to retreat a little under Fleisher's intimidation.

But just when this matter was about to end in an anticlimax...

"what!"

Huang Xiwen, who had been silent all this time, turned around and knocked Fleisher away with his backpack.

Then he grabbed the backpack strap with his right hand and swung it hard, causing the backpack to spin directly and hit Georgeson.

"Ow!!"

Before Georgeson could react, the backpack hit his chest, knocking him three or four meters away.

Then the backpack flew back to Huang Xiwen's hands in a spin that did not conform to the laws of physics.

"Aha!"

Just when the onlookers were shocked and grinning from ear to ear, Huang Xiwen suddenly let out a strange scream, then held up his backpack in his right hand and rushed towards several tall men from the baseball team and Bablin.

In fact, it was Huang Xiwen who was suddenly carried by the cloak and rushed over. He instinctively let out a scream, and then felt that he had just beaten away two school bullies. It was really inappropriate for him to make such a sound.

So I forcibly added "Ha!" at the end. Not only did it not sound powerful, but it made people feel more "cute".

"Fake!"

Several big guys from the baseball team yelled angrily and rushed towards Huang Xiwen. They didn't think that a skinny yellow woman carrying a backpack could deal with them.

"boom!"

"what!!"

I saw Huang Xiwen holding a backpack in front of a few big men on the baseball team. He didn't even make a move to exert force. He just raised the backpack and hit a big man on the chin, knocking him away.

"call-"

"boom!"

"what!"

Then Huang Xiwen spun on the spot again, and his backpack hit a big man on the waist. After receiving Huang Xiwen's critical blow, the big man took a few steps back and then knelt down with his hands on his waist, making everyone onlookers stunned. Breaking into a cold sweat.

"Shh!"

Immediately afterwards, the backpack darted left and right in Huang Xiwen's hands, instantly knocking down the remaining big man and Babulin.

Especially for Bablin, the left side of his face was swollen as much as it was before Ned lost weight, and everyone around him couldn't bear to look at him.

"This...how could Huang be so powerful? Georgeson is a famous bully in the school, and there are four of them!"

Some students exclaimed.

"No, actually there are five people, and there is a Babulin."

A student added.

"That's not right. There are six people. Have you all forgotten Fleischer?"

Another student added.

"Well, poor Fleischer."

Everyone expressed great sympathy for Fleischer who protected the weak but was beaten away by the weak.

"Um... Fleischer, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Huang Xiwen helped Fleisher up from the ground with an apologetic look and said.

"No, it's fine."

Fleischer shook his head with embarrassment, and then walked to the cafeteria alone in depression.

“Chinese Kung Fu!!!”

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed: "This must be Chinese Kung Fu! Magical Chinese Kung Fu! Otherwise, how could Huang defeat the four of Georgeson and the others? And don't forget, Huang is of Chinese descent!"