CHAPTER FIVE

Quincy had survived the boring classes even though he had felt like causing some ruckus just for fun. He was really good with school even in his previous life, yet he was quite the intellect . Immediately he heard the bell ring indicating that it was time for their break, he was so overjoyed. At that point, he prayed earnestly that nothing disturb this happy feeling as he was about the leave when a the disturbance he was tryna avoid finally decided to look for him. Duke entered Quincy's class alone looking around for a certain person. He was one Taejin's generals, the top dogs and the fastest of them all. The name Bolt was given to him as a nickname because of how fast he was and also because of how fast his reflexes were.

When Duke finally saw Quincy about to leave his chair, he smiled. "Hey Quincy," he banged Quincy's locker with his hand, "Hank said you should come over. Let's have a chat. You really caused a lot of trouble and it's quite hectic hearing complains here and there " Duke said with a dangerous smile. Amaya saw the dangerous smile and instinctively knew that they wanted to bully Quincy. Even in her previous school, she knew that bullies also did things like this to people that they felt superior towards and could pick on and it really annoyed her. She looked at Quincy's indifferent face that just observed Duke but mistook it for fear and decided to talk in his stead but...

"Look at that bastard sending this d**k face to me. Are you brain dead? If you want to call me, do it like a human being and not like a retarded cock sucker. Now get out and come back with a better way of calling me." Yeah.... Quincy still had that foul way of speaking from his days of being a hardened ganster and a deadly mercenary and Amaya couldn't help because Quincy had just used his mouth to spoil everything.

'What's with this guy? Does he not fear at all or is he looking for a gallant kind of death in a school? He behaves mature in front of me and does this?' Amaya felt like sticking her hand into Quincy's mouth and pulling off his tongue. She looked at Duke who had that body of a body builder that trained for years and even his aura was kind of intimidating. "This guy in front of us is definately very dangerous, no doubt about that so why the hell is he hell bent on angering him? Is this what he meant by not a perfect chair because his mouth is already a danger to my safety.' Amaya felt like spitting blood now because of Quincy's cocky way of talking.

Duke was silent for a full minute before he began to laugh hysterically. "Are you trying to make me upset? Coz if you are, it is working damn better than you expected." Duke was already pissed now by Quincy but what happened next was what he or the entire class never expected. There was a reason why Duke always moved alone and never with underlings. He was too fast to be hit but he couldn't even respond when Quincy moved and gave him a resounding slap that threw Duke of staggering by the side. Duke was shocked...not just shocked or remotely perplexed, he was flabbergasted that he unknowingly touched his face. That slap was strong... So strong and Duke felt it very well.

Amaya gasped in surprise at the surprise that had just unfolded in front of her. Amaya was not a sheltered princess that was kept in a glass building so she had strength comparable to most athletics since she had trained from a young age after what happened to her when she was little, yet she didn't even see Quincy move at all. The whole class was silent....very silent as they watched this in shock, not even daring to whisper at all.

Duke turned to face Quincy and his face now had more lines than before; he was annoyed, pissed off and embarrassed. He needed to vent it all right now. "What did you just do heh twerp? The FUCK DID YOU JUST DO?"

"Oi.. shut the fuck up and quit yelling in my ears or I'll shut you up. You bitches can't even let me have a moment of peace eh?" It was just the first day of reincarnating yet he was clearing too many trashes already. This was fun but also annoying.

Duke was too angry to read the danger sign. He rushed at Quincy in one quick stride and punched at Quincy but he received another surprise; Quincy was holding his fist with a twisted smile on his face. Duke immediately removed his fist and swung it again for a jab, but it was caught again by Quincy. "What are you doing? Are you supposed to be punching me or what?" Quincy glared at Duke.

"Impossible... You.. How.. "

"How what? You think only you know how to move your hands eh?" Quincy smiled

'I refuse to believe this...I refuse to believe that I can't beat this twerp.. " Duke refused to accept this outcome and punched again but a fist was already at his face and the next second, he was punched away crashing into a row of desk.

"You third rate villains only know how to talk big and oppress those stronger but lack greatly in the strength department. Well don't worry, this Daddy will give you a crash course." Quincy smiled and rolled up his sleeve.

"FUCKER!!!! " Duke dashed at Quincy but before he could approach him, Quincy kicked his leg hard making him fall forward before giving him a merciless kick on his face sending him crashing back into the desk.

Duke was supposed to show him why he is called Bolt, he was supposed to be hauling punches at Qyincibuy why was he the one on the floor with a bloodied face? He stood up and was set to lunge at Quincy but before he could move, Quincy held his face and slammed it to the ground forcing him to go unconscious, ending the fight at once.

"Tch.. Persistent bastard" Quincy dusted himself and rolled down his sleeve while walking out of the class to go get some food at the cafeteria while everyone in the class made way for their new boss who even brought down Hank's right hand man that was even believed to be stronger than him.

While everyone was shocked about the strength of Quincy, Amaya was shocked at how quick and decisive Quincy was.

The fighting style, the accuracy, the movements and timing, it wasn't something you just learn and pick up on the way. It could only be gotten with real experience.

"Quincy McHenry... Just who are you?"