"Oh! Uh--yes, I think it's quite memorable to come here for the first time."
Mal·Duncan obviously didn't expect that the other party would suddenly talk to him. His mind was a little confused for a while, and he responded vaguely.
Mia watched the helpless Duncan touch around on his body, and it took him a long time to take out a tattered mobile phone from his pants pocket, during which he didn't even dare to look at himself.
Mal picked up the phone and held it in his hand in a decent manner, pretending to take a picture of the exterior wall of the Teen Titans base.
But then Mal was shocked to find out of the corner of his eye that Blonde Girl was still looking at him intently.
There was no expression on the other party's face, but Mal's palms began to sweat nervously.
Although Blonde Girl is just wearing an ordinary denim jacket, it is paired with short shorts and fishnet stockings.
The two satchels in his hands seemed to be made of very good materials, and the compound bow slung on his shoulders was a brand that Mal, who had been walking around the streets all year round, had never seen before.
In United States, the less popular the sport, the more expensive it is. Just judging from the shape of the compound bow, it is probably much more valuable than ordinary firearms in street gun shops.
To put it simply, Mal has never seen such a person of the same age who is both a rich girl and a bit of a prostitute.
From the beginning to the end, Blonde Girl looked expressionless and indifferent, but just realizing that the other person was looking at him could make Mal extremely nervous.
Just when Mal was dizzy and his toes were touching the ground, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded above Mal's head.
"Although there is no confidentiality policy, I still recommend that you don't take photos at will."
"Ah!"
Mal was startled, his sweaty hands shook, and the broken mobile phone was thrown away by him.
Shane dodged and caught Mal's flying phone. He glanced at the cracked screen and reached out to return it to its original owner.
"I swear it was like this when I got it."
Mia looked up and watched Shane fall to the ground, then turned around and walked towards the inside of the base without saying a word.
Mal hesitantly bowed his head and thanked him. Although Instructor's face still made him a little nervous, it was much better than when Blonde Girl stared at him before.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I accidentally dropped it on the way here. I want to change it next time when I have time."
Shane watched the boxing boy who was trying to save his face take the phone and carefully put it back into his pocket with a slightly amused look.
He had read Mal's information. Compared with the vague information from other connections introduced by Superhero, he knew exactly how many pairs of underwear this young man with no background had in his wardrobe.
Mal is very poor, and has a mother and a younger sister at home. He joined street gangs early because he had no money to go to school, but he is not a bad person at heart. Later, in order to support his family and make a living, he participated in an illegal underground black circle competition.
Relying on street-level skills, natural reflexes, and strong resilience, this kid has defeated some junior opponents at his teenage age.
But as the opponents he was matched with in the boxing ring became stronger and stronger, Mal, who had suffered several defeats, realized the shackles of technology. It was impossible for him to go further in this industry with street fighting-level skills.
So he started watching some boxing match videos to ponder and learn.
It has to be said that just by simulating the training videos posted by star boxers on the Internet, the skills of this young man who can only drink rotten vegetables every day have really improved.
Mal gradually became a regular fighter in the illegal underground boxing match, and also had a small group of middle-aged fans who drank drunken cheese tincture every day.
Just when he thought he was about to spend the rest of his life like this, the illegal underground boxing ring was surrounded by the local police station and another illegal casino nearby was destroyed.
Mal, as a regular thug, was also arrested and returned to the San Francisco police station. These people ignored Mal's pleas. Although this kid is a minor, minors also have minor management methods.
But the day before Mal was about to be taken to a juvenile correctional school, a madman wearing a black-tech exoskeleton armor obtained from nowhere broke into the police station.
Obviously, that lunatic was brainwashed by all kinds of overwhelming Metahumans news on the Internet.
In addition, I took drugs at home half an hour ago, and as soon as my brain started thinking about doing something big, I could become Supervillain.
The madman relied on his high-tech exoskeleton to injure many police officers, and also released many of the suspects who were temporarily detained.
Of course Mal was among them, but he did not run away with the crowd. Instead, when the exoskeleton madman raised a desk and wanted to smash a policeman to death, he stepped forward and stopped him.
And there is another interesting point here.
The policeman who was almost beaten to death by the madman was the policeman who personally arrested Mal and sent him to a juvenile correctional school.
Of course, although Mal successfully rescued the man, he was no match for criminals with exoskeleton power.
He was easily knocked away by the opponent, hit the wall and passed out.
It's just that San Francisco also has a local Superhero. After Mal fell into coma, he came in and took care of that madman0
When Mal woke up, he was already lying in the hospital. The policeman who rescued him helped him advance a medical fee.
Otherwise, Mal's family will definitely be in trouble.
After being discharged from the hospital, Mal began to worry about making a living again, but since he had never read a book, he didn't have any good options. He wandered around the streets for two or three weeks, and then turned around and worked as a temporary waiter in a bar.
Then he met retired Wildcat, who had been staying with him for a long time, and received personal guidance from this world-class fighting master.
As for why Wildcat would stay with this boy.
The policeman who was saved by Mal was the nephew of Wildcat.
It's that simple.
Shane After reading the information, I felt like I had seen the life story of the protagonist in a classic domestic online novel from his previous life.
After the personal interview and review, Shane feels that although Mal is an ordinary person, he also has many bright spots.
Of course, Shane's starting point is not the talent and spirit mentioned by Wildcat.
What he likes is that Mal obeys orders, has few needs, and has the ambition to dream of climbing higher.
If you don't want to be a real nanny for a group of unruly brats, just choose a guy from a completely lower social background and hold him up as a role model and benchmark.
The teenager's unwillingness to admit defeat will prompt them to grit their teeth and accept the transformation of Shane.
Rather than recruiting Mal, it is more like an employment relationship.
DC Universe Few young people with dreams can resist the temptation to join the Superhero organization, not to mention that Shane personally promised to pay Mal's salary.
God, this kid only needs five hundred dollars a month. That look of surprise is undoubtedly telling Shane all the time that he can withstand the harshest treatment and endure any hardship for these five hundred dollars and Superhero's social status.