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Chapter 610 Yang Le: Return
Gwenpool's idea was ultimately not adopted. No, it should be said that it was not fully adopted. The pitching machine was of course disabled, but the idea of pitching was retained.
If the force is controlled well, the baseball will not cause too much damage to Katie, but being hit will still be very painful, and this pain should stimulate Katie's body's protection mechanism.
Ordinary people will dodge or subconsciously block when they are hit. This is the body's protection mechanism. Even if you are not aware of it, your body will do it spontaneously. And the mutants' superpower itself is also one of the mutants' physical functions. When facing external damage, Katie may really be able to train her superpower to control it freely.
Katie looked troubled. To be honest, she really wanted to refuse this suggestion, but she couldn't think of a better method, so she could only accept it. After all, times have changed, and peaceful days are drifting further and further away.
Katie silently made up her mind in her heart. Even if she couldn't help Gwen against enemies, she had to at least not become a burden. Katie's gaze was bright, and her eyes seemed to hide a lion (laugh).
Gwenpool sat in her chair, watching Katie, who hadn't dodged a single ball and was squatting on the ground crying, eating a large bowl of Italian noodles with tears of empathy.
Of course, Gwen herself was pitching. Spider-Man's power control is top-notch. Among the people present, only she could make Katie feel pain without hurting her.
This powerful force control comes from Gwen's daily life accumulation. After all, if she doesn't control the force well, she can really turn people into mincemeat.
Yang Le once complained when Gwen broke her thing. He called Gwen a Humanoid Golden Cudgel, "a graze means death, a bump means demise."
Gwen didn't understand at the time. After going back and checking the information, she understood Yang Le's meaning. Knowing the truth, she couldn't help but feel a little amused in addition to being angry, because Yang Le's description was really accurate.
If it weren't for the suppression wristband invented by Yang Le at that time, America might have experienced school shootings and terrible violent incidents.
Thinking of the past memories, the corner of mouth of Gwen couldn't help but slightly curve up. Seeing this scene, Katie, who was just about to ask Gwen for comfort, suddenly became silent like a rooster whose neck had been grabbed.
She didn't expect to have been with Gwen for so long and not realize that she actually had S tendencies. Wouldn't she get more excited the more she cried out?
Just like that, Gwen was thinking about happy things, and Katie was thinking about terrible things. For a while, both people on the field were distracted, but the former's actions continued.
Although Gwen was distracted, her body continued to move. The next second, the baseball in her hand was thrown out.
The whooshing sound of air being torn was particularly harsh in the narrow space. Katie only felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. Her brain, which was originally distracted, became unprecedentedly clear.
She couldn't even see the baseball being thrown over. She could only see an unknown white thing rushing towards her at a speed invisible to the naked eyes. At this time, she only had one thought in her heart. 'Being hit by this will definitely be very painful.'
"Bang!" "Clatter." Katie turned her head blankly. A puddle of white fabric was embedded in the wall behind her. Her brain immediately told her the situation. Katie was so excited that she couldn't help but jump up.
"I succeeded!" Katie raised her hands high, jumping up and down in the original place. "Gwen! Did you see that? I can even dodge baseball of that speed just now!"
"Uh, yes Katie, I saw it." Gwen congratulated Katie, but her expression was a little awkward, which made the latter a little confused.
"What's wrong, Gwen?" "Your clothes!" Gwenpool, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold it anymore. She slapped the armrest of the chair and laughed. "You'd better not use your ability in public in the future! Otherwise, you will become the Invisible Woman of the Comic Universe!"
Katie lowered her head and found that the clothes she had been wearing were piled up at her foot. What happened was self-evident at this time. Katie's face turned red instantly. Fortunately, the only two people here were girls, but even so, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Perhaps because of shame, Katie's ability was activated again at this time, and in accordance with her idea, she submerged into the soil. "Katie!"
…
"Damn it!" An old voice suddenly sounded, but it didn't cause much disturbance in the noisy crowd.
The person who cursed loudly was an old man. This was obvious. This standard old white man's skin had turned red because of the rush of qi and blood.
"The nation has become like this because those guys are incompetent! Letting superhumans ride on their heads and shit without even daring to fart, how can people without any courage govern the nation well!"
"Calm down, old man." The man standing next to him, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked nonchalant. "Hyperion is not an ordinary superhuman. Machine guns and cannons can't even scratch his skin. We ordinary people have no method to deal with him."
"That's right, that's right. Anyway, his goal is only superhumans, and it has nothing to do with us. Just bear with it and wait for him to finish messing around." The people next to him echoed.
"It's because of this kind of idea that your generation is becoming weaker and weaker." The old man sneered. "I bet this is just the beginning. The more it goes on, the more that superhuman will want. Do you really think he's cleaning up those freaks for our sake?"
"Who cares if he is or not." The man threw the cigarette butt on the ground. "We can't resistance anyway, just like my Mom was taken by my unknown Dad. In the face of absolute strength, we ants can't cause any disturbance."
"Even an elevator can support a family, but a black man can't?" The old man mocked the black man in front of him, but unexpectedly, the latter spread his hands and directly gave up.
"Say what you want. Anyway, I'm not thinking about getting married. My money will only be spent on myself." The old man's face turned even redder. He was not afraid of arguing or fighting, but he had no method to deal with this kind of rogue. Helplessly, he could only ignore the black man and start chatting with other people around him.
The black man felt bored when he saw that the old man ignored him. Teasing these old white men was one of his few pastimes, especially those who had been soldiers. Just a few words could make them jump.
The black man smacked his lips. The smell of tobacco made him a little clearer. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw an unfamiliar Asian face. It seemed like there was new fun.
The black man put on a squinting and unconcerned expression and walked towards the Asian. As he walked, he kept opening his mouth. "What's up? Never seen before, buddy? Which nation are you from? Korea? Or Japan?"
"Bang!" The voices of discussion suddenly quieted down. Everyone turned their heads and only saw a black man falling to the ground, sleeping very peacefully.
(End of chapter)
Gwenpool's idea was ultimately not adopted. No, it should be said that it was not fully adopted. The pitching machine was of course disabled, but the idea of pitching was retained.
If the force is controlled well, the baseball will not cause too much damage to Katie, but being hit will still be very painful, and this pain should stimulate Katie's body's protection mechanism.
Ordinary people will dodge or subconsciously block when they are hit. This is the body's protection mechanism. Even if you are not aware of it, your body will do it spontaneously. And the mutants' superpower itself is also one of the mutants' physical functions. When facing external damage, Katie may really be able to train her superpower to control it freely.
Katie looked troubled. To be honest, she really wanted to refuse this suggestion, but she couldn't think of a better method, so she could only accept it. After all, times have changed, and peaceful days are drifting further and further away.
Katie silently made up her mind in her heart. Even if she couldn't help Gwen against enemies, she had to at least not become a burden. Katie's gaze was bright, and her eyes seemed to hide a lion (laugh).
Gwenpool sat in her chair, watching Katie, who hadn't dodged a single ball and was squatting on the ground crying, eating a large bowl of Italian noodles with tears of empathy.
Of course, Gwen herself was pitching. Spider-Man's power control is top-notch. Among the people present, only she could make Katie feel pain without hurting her.
This powerful force control comes from Gwen's daily life accumulation. After all, if she doesn't control the force well, she can really turn people into mincemeat.
Yang Le once complained when Gwen broke her thing. He called Gwen a Humanoid Golden Cudgel, "a graze means death, a bump means demise."
Gwen didn't understand at the time. After going back and checking the information, she understood Yang Le's meaning. Knowing the truth, she couldn't help but feel a little amused in addition to being angry, because Yang Le's description was really accurate.
If it weren't for the suppression wristband invented by Yang Le at that time, America might have experienced school shootings and terrible violent incidents.
Thinking of the past memories, the corner of mouth of Gwen couldn't help but slightly curve up. Seeing this scene, Katie, who was just about to ask Gwen for comfort, suddenly became silent like a rooster whose neck had been grabbed.
She didn't expect to have been with Gwen for so long and not realize that she actually had S tendencies. Wouldn't she get more excited the more she cried out?
Just like that, Gwen was thinking about happy things, and Katie was thinking about terrible things. For a while, both people on the field were distracted, but the former's actions continued.
Although Gwen was distracted, her body continued to move. The next second, the baseball in her hand was thrown out.
The whooshing sound of air being torn was particularly harsh in the narrow space. Katie only felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. Her brain, which was originally distracted, became unprecedentedly clear.
She couldn't even see the baseball being thrown over. She could only see an unknown white thing rushing towards her at a speed invisible to the naked eyes. At this time, she only had one thought in her heart. 'Being hit by this will definitely be very painful.'
"Bang!" "Clatter." Katie turned her head blankly. A puddle of white fabric was embedded in the wall behind her. Her brain immediately told her the situation. Katie was so excited that she couldn't help but jump up.
"I succeeded!" Katie raised her hands high, jumping up and down in the original place. "Gwen! Did you see that? I can even dodge baseball of that speed just now!"
"Uh, yes Katie, I saw it." Gwen congratulated Katie, but her expression was a little awkward, which made the latter a little confused.
"What's wrong, Gwen?" "Your clothes!" Gwenpool, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't hold it anymore. She slapped the armrest of the chair and laughed. "You'd better not use your ability in public in the future! Otherwise, you will become the Invisible Woman of the Comic Universe!"
Katie lowered her head and found that the clothes she had been wearing were piled up at her foot. What happened was self-evident at this time. Katie's face turned red instantly. Fortunately, the only two people here were girls, but even so, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Perhaps because of shame, Katie's ability was activated again at this time, and in accordance with her idea, she submerged into the soil. "Katie!"
…
"Damn it!" An old voice suddenly sounded, but it didn't cause much disturbance in the noisy crowd.
The person who cursed loudly was an old man. This was obvious. This standard old white man's skin had turned red because of the rush of qi and blood.
"The nation has become like this because those guys are incompetent! Letting superhumans ride on their heads and shit without even daring to fart, how can people without any courage govern the nation well!"
"Calm down, old man." The man standing next to him, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked nonchalant. "Hyperion is not an ordinary superhuman. Machine guns and cannons can't even scratch his skin. We ordinary people have no method to deal with him."
"That's right, that's right. Anyway, his goal is only superhumans, and it has nothing to do with us. Just bear with it and wait for him to finish messing around." The people next to him echoed.
"It's because of this kind of idea that your generation is becoming weaker and weaker." The old man sneered. "I bet this is just the beginning. The more it goes on, the more that superhuman will want. Do you really think he's cleaning up those freaks for our sake?"
"Who cares if he is or not." The man threw the cigarette butt on the ground. "We can't resistance anyway, just like my Mom was taken by my unknown Dad. In the face of absolute strength, we ants can't cause any disturbance."
"Even an elevator can support a family, but a black man can't?" The old man mocked the black man in front of him, but unexpectedly, the latter spread his hands and directly gave up.
"Say what you want. Anyway, I'm not thinking about getting married. My money will only be spent on myself." The old man's face turned even redder. He was not afraid of arguing or fighting, but he had no method to deal with this kind of rogue. Helplessly, he could only ignore the black man and start chatting with other people around him.
The black man felt bored when he saw that the old man ignored him. Teasing these old white men was one of his few pastimes, especially those who had been soldiers. Just a few words could make them jump.
The black man smacked his lips. The smell of tobacco made him a little clearer. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw an unfamiliar Asian face. It seemed like there was new fun.
The black man put on a squinting and unconcerned expression and walked towards the Asian. As he walked, he kept opening his mouth. "What's up? Never seen before, buddy? Which nation are you from? Korea? Or Japan?"
"Bang!" The voices of discussion suddenly quieted down. Everyone turned their heads and only saw a black man falling to the ground, sleeping very peacefully.
(End of chapter)
