As Han Yu was thinking, he suddenly felt someone staring at him. He turned and saw that it was Kingpin.
Remembering what Kingpin had said, Han Yu had no intention of explaining himself. He said bluntly, "I'm very interested in the woman among them. Surely you're not planning to compete with me for her, Mr. Kingpin?"
Looking at Han Yu's calm smile, the more Kingpin got to know him, the more he felt that the young man before him was no ordinary person.
He had watched the surveillance footage from the intersection on the day Han Yu saved his son.
In an instant, Han Yu had crossed more than a hundred meters of road and saved Kingpin's son from the crosswalk at the traffic lights!
To an ordinary person, it had looked like a gust of wind blowing past.
Just who is this guy? He's definitely a powerful Metahuman too!
After getting the information from Kingpin, Han Yu took his leave and followed the address he had given him to find the siblings, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch.
Night fell. Beneath a bridge busy with traffic, a man and a woman sat on a battered sofa someone had discarded there.
Even her somewhat dirty clothes couldn't hide the woman's beauty. Her combination of over-the-knee socks and a short skirt drew even more attention to her exposed, pale thighs. She was Scarlet Witch, Wanda.
Beside Wanda, a silver-haired man offered her a piece of bread. "Wanda, have something to eat."
This was her older brother, Quicksilver, Pietro.
"How much longer do we have to live like this?"
Wanda looked at the bread Quicksilver offered her. It had even started to grow moldy. She buried her head between her knees, looking listless.
After days of fleeing from place to place, she was exhausted in body and mind. She couldn't even eat proper meals, never knowing where her next one would come from.
Quicksilver sighed. There was nothing he could do either. Their lives hadn't been all that good before, but at least they hadn't had to worry about food and drink.
Now the Avengers had destroyed their "home," leaving them with no choice but to wander. Otherwise, if the Avengers caught them, they might be locked up just like before.
"Eat a little, at least. In a few days, I'll try to find a job. As long as we have a steady income, we can live a good life," Quicksilver said reassuringly.
Wanda sighed softly and was about to take the bread from Quicksilver when she caught sight of several people walking toward them out of the corner of her eye.
She looked up and saw three men in ragged clothes. From the looks of them, they were probably from the nearby slums.
Quicksilver noticed the three men too. Seeing them walk straight toward him and Wanda, he sensed trouble and pulled Wanda up to leave. But as soon as they stood, two more men in ragged clothes approached from the front. They looked like they were with the others.
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. I've had my eye on you for days. This is our turf. Have you been sleeping comfortably?"
The speaker was a Black man among the three, with a brown bandanna tied around his head.
Quicksilver didn't want trouble, so he said, "Sorry, we didn't know this was your turf. We'll leave."
Quicksilver and Wanda tried to go, but the other four blocked their way, surrounding them in a circle.
"Did I say you could leave?"
The man in the bandanna walked over and looked Quicksilver and Wanda up and down for a while. Finally, his gaze settled on Wanda.
Seeing such a beautiful woman there, the man in the bandanna had a flash of amazement in his eyes. He said, "You've slept here for several days. Isn't it time you paid a little something?"
Quicksilver stepped in front of Wanda. He had noticed the way the man looked at her. As a man himself, Quicksilver naturally knew exactly what was going through his head.
And this place was close to the slums. As long as it wasn't too serious, the police wouldn't bother with something like this.
But Wanda was his sister. He couldn't possibly hand her over in exchange for safety.
Do I have to use my powers?
Quicksilver clenched his fists. He hadn't used his powers often. He had stolen some takeout a few days ago, but even that had drawn a group of unidentified people who followed him.
He didn't want to use them again, for fear that someone would take notice of him and put Wanda's safety at risk.
Seeing that Quicksilver wasn't speaking, the man in the bandanna couldn't be bothered to waste any more words. He stepped forward and reached out to grab Wanda.
A red light flashed over Wanda's hand, but Quicksilver pressed it down. She turned to look at him, and he shook his head slightly, signaling her not to use her powers.
Before the groping hand could touch Wanda, a faint swish of wind sounded. Immediately afterward, the man in the bandanna let out a scream.
A bloody hole half a pinky finger long had appeared in the center of his outstretched palm.
"There's still time to leave."
A mellow, magnetic voice came from behind them, tinged with a faint chuckle. They turned to see a young man holding a bag of food. Nobody knew when he had appeared there. He was smiling as he tossed a pebble in his hand.
"Against people like these, what's the harm in using your powers? Hardly anyone would believe them anyway."
Han Yu had been the one to smash the pebble through the man's palm.
With the Undying Divine Seal, his physical strength had also reached a superhuman level. Even a casually tossed stone could reach the firing speed of a rifle.
"What are you standing around for? Get him! Beat him to death!"
The man in the bandanna clutched his palm and spoke through his pain.
The others exchanged looks. After hesitating for half a minute, they gritted their teeth and each pulled a switchblade from their clothes. With a shout to bolster their courage, they lunged at Han Yu.
"That's it?"
Han Yu smiled faintly, calmly rolling a few pebbles in his hand as he watched the men running away with an unconcerned expression.
They had barely taken five steps when they suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, clutching their knees and crying out in pain.
"What just happened?" Wanda asked, somewhat puzzled.
From Wanda's perspective, they had simply been running along when they suddenly fell, without any warning.
Only Quicksilver had a flash of surprise in his eyes. "So fast!" he blurted out.
Quicksilver was the only speed-type Metahuman present, and his movement speed could already reach the speed of sound.
But even with such speed, when Han Yu had made his move just now, he had only been able to see a blur.
Han Yu walked forward slowly and chuckled. "Are you two all right?"
"We're fine... Thank you for what you did."
Han Yu's looks and gentle words were more than a girl like Wanda, who had never even been in love, could withstand. His eyes were exceptionally clear, and Wanda couldn't see in them the lewd looks other men gave her.
For that very reason, she felt a little unaccustomed to it and turned her head away, blushing.
"And who are you?"
Quicksilver was more wary. He pulled Wanda behind him and watched Han Yu guardedly.
Noticing Quicksilver's wariness, Han Yu stopped approaching. After keeping a safe distance that would put him at ease, he smiled and said, "Just the owner of a little general store passing by."
Quicksilver still couldn't put his mind at ease. After thanking Han Yu, he took Wanda's hand and turned to leave.
Just as the two were about to step away, both their stomachs rumbled at the same time.
Han Yu chuckled. "If you don't mind, come eat at my place. I won't charge you. You can just work for me for a few days."
Quicksilver and Wanda blushed. They really were starving now, and Han Yu's words broke through the last of their stubbornness.
On the way, Han Yu pretended to ask their names, though he had known them all along. Through that brief conversation, he also managed to ease much of Quicksilver's wariness toward him.
Wanda, meanwhile, was much easier to talk to. With her girlish personality, she naturally couldn't withstand Han Yu, who had transmigrated from a world with a developed entertainment network.
The scumbags of the Marvel Universe were nowhere near as formidable as those in the world where Han Yu had lived in his previous life.
To help them relax, Han Yu also took the initiative to tell them that he had powers.
Learning that he was a Metahuman too, they began to feel less and less resistant to Han Yu, seeing him as "one of their own."
As soon as they returned to the general store, Han Yu made two dishes: diced chicken with chilies and mapo tofu. The moment he brought them into the main room, their tempting aroma filled the air and set their appetites raging.
"So numbing! So spicy! But it goes so well with rice!"
Quicksilver had been the wary one at first, but now he was the one eating most heartily. He scooped a spoonful of chicken into his bowl, then polished off half a bowl of rice like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds.
"Haha, if you like it, have some more. These are dishes from my hometown. Most people don't get a chance to try them."
Han Yu laughed as he ate. He hadn't had dinner either, and his eating speed seemed no slower than Quicksilver's.
Watching the two of them devour their food like whirlwinds sweeping away clouds, Wanda felt amused and a little more relaxed. For some reason, coming to this little general store had given her an inexplicable feeling of relaxation she couldn't suppress, as though she had returned home.