A Surprise Rescue

The noise of students came from inside Aoba School; Michael listened outside with mixed feelings.

Suddenly I miss school life so much." Michael said it with emotion.

He kept walking, slowly walking home. Janice was at home at this time, but she has agility, so there should be no need to worry.

As he thought about it, he found himself walking on a car overpass with several men in bulletproof suits pointing assault rifles at him and a black van behind him.

The funny thing is, aren't they too far away from him?

"Stay still; you are under arrest," said the man in the middle.

"Are you trying to kill me, or are you trying to arrest me? Because the police don't point an assault rifle at a civilian." Michael complained, "So, are you here to kill me?"

"..."

"Forget it, I'm leaving; I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Bang!

Michael's arm was pierced by a bullet.

But the wound healed quickly!

"Hey, do you guys have to do this better than me?" Michael sighed. "Just because I have this shit on my neck that weakens me doesn't mean you're better than me."

Michael jumped up and increased his speed. He grabbed the head of the man in the middle, pressed the van behind him, let the blood in their brains heat up quickly, and successfully exploded his head.

A A A A A A A A A A A A A!

They screamed and shot at him, but Michael dodged long ago, and if the van was not bulletproof, the people inside would have died.

Michael found that their guns were always aimed at him and immediately understood that their goggles were intelligent and could predict his path, but they were too fast to pull the trigger.

That being the case, then...

Michael suddenly flew to the other side of the van, filled up the strength value of his right hand, and then pushed!

BOOM!

Those who escaped in time were affected by the explosion of the van, let alone those who were unable to escape in time. The fire extinguisher under the car overpass was triggered, and the water fell on Michael like it was raining.

Michael noticed that his front was blocked by three black vans, followed by a dozen people in bulletproof suits and men in black sports coats and pirate eye patches.

"Chris, long time no see." Michael was talking to this man wearing a pirate blindfold.

"Yeah, now I don't think this is the right time to catch up on the past," Chris shrugged. "So can I trouble you to die? After all, you also know my abilities."

"HAHAHA! Don't think that you are very powerful because you can eliminate the ability through contact, and don't think that I will be afraid or defeated." Michael laughed.

"Oh, I remember your abilities being weakened by this thing, right?" Chris pointed to the collar around Michael's neck.

"I repeat, even if this collar weakens my ability, it doesn't mean that you will become stronger than me!" After Michael finished speaking, he strengthened his legs, jumped up, and then fell rapidly, even accelerating his own fall. Speed, then, DONG! The ground was smashed into a big hole by her; a violent vibration shook everyone and all the vans into the air, and then she smashed hard on the ground.

"Oh, why did you become so embarrassed, sir?" Michael looked at Chris, who was struggling to get up.

Chris shrugged off his sneer because he was as confident in his abilities as Michael was, especially since his ability was to remove abilities through contact, and because of the collar on Michael's neck, he couldn't be the same as before. Ability to manipulate objects out of thin air unless touched by hand.

In other words, you must not be touched by him!

The two stood still for a long time.

...

Suddenly, they rushed towards each other, clenched their fists, and charged.

PA!

Chris hits Michael, punches him a few more times while Michael is in a trance, and then kicks him away.

DADADADADA!

As soon as Michael stabilised his body, he was hit by the bullets of those men with guns and then kneeled down on one knee, motionless, which, by the way, speeded up the healing of his wound.

He should be thankful that his ability was not weakened too thoroughly; otherwise, he would lose too much blood and die.

Michael raised his head slowly and suddenly noticed a face he was all too familiar with in the outermost van.

"Janice!!!" Michael called out the face's name before strengthening his legs and sprinting towards the van.

He smashed through the door and grabbed the head of the driver inside, and the driver's head exploded immediately.

DADADADADA...

Michael knew that those bullets were coming towards him, so he kicked towards the passenger seat, and with the strength value of his feet filled up, the passenger seat was thrown out, which also blocked the bullets flying towards them. Michael took the opportunity to throw the driver's body out.

"It's a good thing that the seat is stiff enough." Michael sighed as the gun he stole from the driver killed the young man behind the wheel.

Michael spun the steering wheel and left the scene quickly.

"Hurry up! Get in the car and chase!" Chris ordered and drove himself.

Michael didn't know how far he drove; he only knew that he had to get rid of the followers behind him.

Suddenly, he felt himself being jolted from the side, and squinting, he realised it was another van, but not the one Chris was driving.

He fired three shots in a row, only to realize that their car window was bulletproof glass, and then he was hit again, and Michael immediately felt that his right tire was deflated by them.

Michael simply filled up the strength of his arm and then threw the gun. The gun immediately shattered the bulletproof glass and shattered the driver's brain. At the same time as the brains splashed out, the van collided with a truck and then overturned.

BOOM!

The last van, the one Chris was driving, left because of the traffic jam and fear of making a big fuss, and Michael escaped.