Watching the news on the television, Luo Xia could easily piece together a melodramatic story in his mind. It was probably some teenagers in the throes of adolescence who, driven by things like campus bullying, had committed a grave crime like murder.
However, the glowing girl from earlier had still stepped in to save someone despite being wanted herself. She did not seem like the utterly irredeemable sort.
Luo Xia was considering whether to send them to S.H.I.E.L.D. when one of the Black boys shouted, "Get him! Knock him out!"
The boy was a Black teenager with glasses and a messy head of natural curls. He suddenly sprang into action and charged Luo Xia without hesitation. But it was obvious at a glance that he had no fighting experience—he actually lunged over to grab Luo Xia around the waist.
That might have been the fastest way to restrain an opponent, but if his friends failed to follow up in time, he would become a target himself.
Clearly, his friends were even less experienced. After this sudden turn of events, they froze for a full second before rushing forward together.
The blond boy who had mocked Luo Xia's age earlier raised his fist and swung at Luo Xia's face. He wore a metal gauntlet that looked extremely intricate, with red lights flashing across it.
This definitely was not a toy, nor was it a cosplay prop, because Luo Xia could see intense energy fluctuations emanating from the gauntlet. However, the blond boy seemed to listen closely to the Black boy. He did not activate the energy within the glove and only wanted to knock Luo Xia unconscious.
"Let me teach you something. Once you decide to fight, don't think about holding back, or else..."
Ignoring the Black boy clinging to him,