American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 7 Threatening Me?

"Ring ring ring".

The school bell rang, echoing throughout the campus.

In the corridor, several tall girls stopped Gino.

The white girl in the lead deliberately rolled up her shirt, revealing her flat stomach, and tilted her head to stare at Gino:

So, are you free tonight?

The other two wingmen chimed in, "We had a great party."

"Yes, I hope you can participate!"

Gino looked at the young women in front of him, smiled, leaned down, pinched the cheek of the girl in the lead, and chuckled, "I'm sorry, my brother and I are cleaning up the castle tonight, so we might not have time."

"But once the castle is cleaned up, I will invite everyone to the castle ball."

The three girls were slightly taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "You mean Luther Castle!?"

"Is that yours?"

"Oh My God."

The girls were clearly shocked that Gino owned a castle.

"He's really good at flirting."

In the hallway, Chloe remarked with some emotion, "With that face, no girl would refuse him. If it were you, that would be harassment."

Meanwhile, Pete, standing nearby, said excitedly, "I'm only interested in the party he mentioned. If he invites me, I'm definitely going to have a big feast at the party."

"What are you talking about?" Clark suddenly appeared behind the two.

"Oh my God!" Chloe and Pete were both startled by Clark's sudden appearance.

The two turned around and glared at Clark with annoyance.

"What 'Heaven'?"

Before the two could react, Gino's voice suddenly rang out behind them again.

This was a second shock, and Pete's expression was worse than crying: "Why do you all like to appear behind people without a word?"

Chloe quickly recovered and signaled to Clark with her eyes to take action.

Meeting Chloe's gaze, Clark paused slightly, but then, remembering the girl's instructions to him in class, he scratched his head and said, "Gino, um, would you be interested in joining the school newspaper?"

"The school newspaper?" Gino frowned, glanced at Clark, then grinned. "Of course, why not? I'm quite interested in the school newspaper too."

Of course, that's all nonsense. Gino, who has been reborn, is only interested in becoming stronger and flirting with girls who are hard to flirt with. The reason he agreed to join the newspaper is to get more points from Clark.

Chloe, standing to the side, immediately beamed with joy. She hadn't expected the blond transfer student to agree so readily, and even Pete hadn't anticipated it.

Chloe cleared her throat, just about to say something to Gino, when the boy's phone rang.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call." Gino raised an eyebrow, gave the group an apologetic look, and then walked away to pick up the phone.

The screen displayed an unfamiliar number. Gino answered the call and heard a slightly immature male voice: "Hello, Gino Luther."

"Jerome?" Gino's exceptional memory immediately allowed him to recognize the voice on the other end of the phone; he had seen the person before in the cornfield.

However, he was just about to save that unfortunate guy when the meteorite struck, and in the end, he could only let Genomi hang on the cross to receive the meteorite bombardment.

After that, this unfortunate man became a vegetable and lay in a coma in the hospital for more than ten years.

"Hehe, I'm glad you still remember me."

"However, now we should do the math."

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold: "Especially when I was hit by a meteorite, you did nothing."

As he got to the latter half of his sentence, Jerome's voice had taken on a hint of gritted teeth.

Gino frowned: "Are you blaming me?"

"I wanted to save you, but I also had to consider the situation."

Gino's voice gradually turned cold: "I don't think I should sacrifice myself to save you."

Gino has seen plenty of people like Genomi, a typical moral blackmailer: if you don't help me, it's your fault.

The other party didn't even consider that the medical expenses for his time in a coma were all paid by the Luther family.

"Heh, believe me, you'll regret this," Genomi threatened before hanging up the phone.

Gino, preoccupied with his thoughts, put his phone away. His keen hearing detected a whooshing sound behind him, and without turning around, he dodged to the side.

A fist slammed hard against the corridor wall, brushing against the clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Gino stared expressionlessly at the guy who had ambushed him, a blond youth in a red and white rugby uniform. The guy's face was grim, like a furious bear.

"Gino Luther, is it?" Whitney silently withdrew his arm. Although his right fist was throbbing with pain, he still struck a tough pose and provoked Gino with his eyes: "I need you to do me a favor."

"I'm going to be chosen as the annual scarecrow!"

Gino crossed his arms and said, "I'm not in a good mood right now. I'll leave before I change my mind."

An ordinary person without kryptonite plans to kidnap their superhuman self and use them as a scarecrow.

This is just as ridiculous as when Lex was a kid and got yelled at by his dad for smearing chicken poop on his face.

"Stop acting like a rich young master!" Whitney grinned coldly and stepped forward to approach Gino.

At this moment, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered in the corridor.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Clark came to Gino's side, trying to stop the conflict.

Whitney, the football captain with his muscular chest, straightened up and glanced at Clark, saying, "None of your business, farm boy!"

He fixed his gaze on Gino and shouted, "I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man clenched his fist and slammed it into Gino's handsome cheek with a straight punch.

A gasp erupted from the crowd; many students could already foresee Gino's bruised and swollen face.

Clark instinctively took a step forward, intending to stand in front of Gino and take the punch for him!

But, to Clark's surprise, in an instant, Gino was even faster than him, grabbing Whitney's arm in a flash and then gently twisting it.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out as Whitney's forearm broke, the broken bone piercing through flesh and exposing the air, looking particularly horrifying.

All of this happened in a very short instant, which can even be measured in milliseconds.

Clark stared at Gino, his face filled with shock, astonishment, and anger.

The shock and astonishment stemmed from the fact that this was the first time in so many years that he had encountered a superhuman like himself, while the anger stemmed from Gino’s cruelty towards Whitney.

The other party actually broke Whitney's arm!

Before Clark could even react, Whitney's piercing scream echoed down the corridor: "Oh, shit! My hand!"

He stared in horror at his arm, which had been twisted into a pretzel shape. The intense pain caused the man to clench his arm and roll around on the floor, blood gushing out from the wound and spilling onto the floor.

The onlookers were also startled by this horrific scene and began to discuss it animatedly.

"What happened?"

"My God, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)