Rebirth: I am the American leader

Parker really couldn't think of any reason to reject such a life mentor. He and Judy were lying on the cheap furniture, both of them were a little panicked.

However, the girl who came out of Hell's Kitchen is indeed much more mature than others. At least at this moment, she suppressed her panic.

Perhaps as she complained, the schedule system in San Diego Middle School was too inhumane.

She only held on to the pillow for a few breaths before falling into a deep sleep, while Parker forced himself to lie down on the bed with a panicked look on his face.

Are you kidding? This is the most damn ambiguous thing he has ever experienced in his life.

You can't expect a virgin to remain calm in this situation.

So even Peter Parker, a superhuman with spider senses, didn't realize that the store clerk had called the police. At this time, he was only thinking about what he could do so as not to offend Judy.

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Steve came, riding in Stacey's car. He looked at the furniture store in front of him with a confused expression.

He didn't quite understand why the New York City police found his students in such a place.

Come on, he cleaned out all the human-snake organizations in Hell's Kitchen in order to find his student.

As a result, now, his students just skipped class and didn't even go to any bad places.

"Hello, sir, who is this?"

The speaker was a small, dark-skinned potato with thick eyebrows and big eyes. When Steve looked at the beard on his face, he always felt like a Dharma Egg from a certain mobile game in his previous life. (Ben in "The Brotherhood of Savior" by Haven Kate)

"Legal citizen of the Republic of America, Principal Steve Rogers. You're going to like him, what's going on. What happened to my students here, I mean who called the police?"

"Your student? That girl? She and a little boy fell asleep on the samples in this store. Nothing else. We haven't woken them up yet. The clerk in this store asked her to do some repairs on the damaged samples. Pay compensation.”

Ben Bob chattered on, and the smile on Steve's face gradually solidified.

He originally thought the situation was not as bad as he thought, but the reality always surprised him.

"Excuse me, Officer Bob, I want to ask if the sample in your mouth happens to be a bed, right?"

"To be precise, it should be a double bed from the last century. The two of them are still sleeping in it."

Steve's eyes turned into crescent moons, and he turned around and took out the hammer from Stacey's car.

"Sorry, George, I'll give you a performance boost today."

George stretched out his hand to speak, but Steve had turned into an afterimage and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"That boy will shatter into pieces."

Frank said a rare word, but George almost jumped when he heard it.

Generally speaking, if you have a friend who doesn't talk much, then you must pay attention to every word he says.

But this is Steve Rogers, and even if Stacey wants to stop him, he may not be able to.

Steve rushed in, and rushed in aggressively.

Parker's spider sense saved his life immediately, and Steve swung the hammer when he saw Dutch's face.

Although he used all his strength, as long as he was hit by this hammer, Parker would have to be a pig's head for at least three months.

"Hi! Who are you?"

"Steve Rogers, hawkish educator. You better explain to me what the fuck you're doing to my students.

Otherwise, I swear your family will be grieving for you. Because you won’t be able to comfort yourself with your own hands for the next thirty years! "

Parker didn't understand what happened to the American education system during this period, and why an extremely typical red neck became the principal of a certain school.

He even had the courage to call himself an educator.

"Mr. Rogers, I don't understand why you are so angry. I didn't do anything! Judy told me she wanted to find a place to sleep, and I said I could take her to my house..."

"Ha, you son of a bitch, you actually want to take my students home to sleep? Look, are your guts made of diamond?"

Although Steve was never really angry from the beginning, after he heard what Parker said, he decided to teach this unfortunate little kid a lesson.

So he probably showed off his strength, grabbing the kid's neck at an extremely fast speed, and gradually increasing his strength.

"Parker, as a hawkish educator, I want to give you some advice in life. Never be honest with anyone too quickly, although Judy is a good girl. But if you do this, you will always get yourself hurt.

Let me guess, you must be dismissive of what I say now. I even think that I am just being alarmist. Why don't you open my hand? "

Steve raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to hurry up.

Parker frowned, still a little confused.

"Mr. Steve, I don't want to hurt you."

"Oh? You can try it."

Steve smiled, look, this is a decent kid.

Carl and Wayne are crazy people who should be admitted to a mental hospital.

God, this guy had to be his student.

Parker reached out and grabbed Steve's hand, trying to get him to let go.

But the problem is, he obviously doesn't know how messy the world is and how perverted this guy named Steve Rogers is.

His superhuman physique was as weak as a child in front of Steve. No matter which direction he exerted force, the opponent's hand remained at a fixed angle.

He had no intention of moving at all.

Parker worked hard for a long time, until he felt that he was exhausted, and he finally understood how big the world was.

Because Steve Rogers, a red-necked white man, didn't even change his expression.

What the fuck is going on?

Rogers saw Parker's exhaustion and let go of his hand in amusement.

"Come on, kid, you should be lucky that you are still kind, otherwise you would really die in my hands. You don't really think that you are the most special one, do you?"

Steve swung the hammer twice, glanced at Judy, who was still pretending to sleep, and said helplessly.

"Judy, as a student at San Diego High School, I think you are not good enough at pretending. You know, people breathe evenly when sleeping. If not evenly, at least they are not holding their breath like you. Concentrated.

If you don't wake up, I think the guys in the school department will be happy to save some money from their beer fund to buy you study materials. "