1224: Rowdy Spring and Rowdy Youngsters

Rowdy Spring and Rowdy Youngsters

It was late April, and New York was no longer as cold, but at just the right temperature for the season. Luke and Selina roamed the streets and enjoyed the fresh air as they drove.0

After a few blocks, they knew that the NYPD commissioner's worries about riots weren't necessarily unfounded.

It was already half past seven, and there were more kids and young people on the streets than usual, congregating in small groups.

The weather had been good for the past two days, and the temperature was decent. It was a lot more comfortable to hang out on the streets and talk than it had been in the past two months.

Besides, didn't the reports on TV say that the rainbow pillar of light today was probably a supernatural phenomenon? It was as mysterious as a superhero, and there might be an inevitable connection between the two.

These youngsters couldn't stop talking about the subject.

At the beginning of this month, low- and mid-range smartphones had become available on the market on a large scale, and these young people who didn't have much money could finally go online to look at F2F and news sites.

As they chatted, they took out their phones with pics as "evidence" and conveniently passed off some views on the Internet as evidence to back up their own words and prove how legitimate their stance was.

For example, Batman was definitely an alien. It was possible that he had been sent to Earth by the colorful light beam to help protect Earth's peace.

This view really garnered the support of many young people.

Batman never exposed his face and didn't do anything for money or fame. Apart from helping that professor give a warning about the earthquake, he no longer appeared on TV or gave any interviews.

If they were Batman, they would want to be on TV every day so that they could have a lot of fans.

The best would be beautiful female fans, and so on.

So, what was Batman's motive?

Only an alien with a brain that worked differently would do something like this.

As they drove past the youngsters, the long-distance sound collector in the car caught them talking one after another. Selina gave Luke an indecipherable look, and couldn't help but turn to look at Gold Nugget in the backseat.

Hm… It seemed what they said made sense.

Luke was unconcerned. Youngsters always talked nonsense whenever they got together.

If young men didn't talk about girls when they got together, were they men at all?

So, when he heard that he had become an "alien philanthropist," he simply popped a snack into his mouth.

Of course, as someone who had always followed the rules, he still abided by them when he was driving. If he was on a call that took a little longer, he would pull the car over for a bit.

Driving with one hand wasn't a problem, but he wouldn't do it unless it was necessary.

So, he decided to stuff more snacks into his mouth in one go.

He had just stuffed two cupcakes into his mouth, when he sensed the gaze from the passenger seat. Puzzled, he gave Selina a glance. What are you looking at?

In the meantime, he stuffed two more cupcakes into his mouth.

At that moment, his cheeks were puffed up, and he turned his head with a questioning look, like a hamster who had been caught hiding food. Selina couldn't help but laugh. "What are you doing?"

Luke got it. She was just… being a pain.

He calmly turned back around and ignored the person laughing like a madman. In any case, she would stop laughing after a while.

Gold Nugget opened its big mouth lazily and yawned. This woman is being stupid again. No wonder I've been feeling stupid recently. It must be because Stupid-lina pulled me down during the symbiosis.

This idle period didn't last long. Less than 20 minutes after they left their place, they ran into the first group fight.

Even though they flashed their badges, there were more than ten youngsters on both sides, and the kids continued to glare and curse even if they didn't move.

"Batman's number one. Iron Man has to rely on Batman every time to win."

"Idiot, not only do you have sh*t for brains, you're also blind. Can't you tell that Iron Man designed Batman's new armor for him? Batman is the one who's cozying up to Iron Man."

"Bullsh*t. Did Iron Man give Whiplash the armor?"

"Haha, you're right. Iron Man might like to torture himself. He also likes to be whipped in public."

"F*ck you! I'm gonna kill you!"

"Come on then, hit me… Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

The two noisiest guys yelled at the same time.

Luke calmly pulled back his elbow, and Selina did the same.

Even if there were cameras nearby, there hadn't been any problems with their actions; they had only accidentally hit the other person while blocking them.

If the video was produced in a court hearing, it would be deemed an accident!

Luke finally said unhurriedly, "Let me say a few words first. I promise that I'll step aside once I'm done, and leave all of you to it."

The youngsters looked at the young officer suspiciously.

"Firstly, I have contacts at Peace Detention Center. They can vacate 20 stainless steel beds to welcome new inmates at any time. Secondly, I'm very familiar with the exclusive bus driver for the detention center. It would be no trouble for him to send all of you there. Alright, you can now start your performance."

Both his tone and expression were very plain and ordinary, but the rowdy youngsters immediately fell silent.

The so-called Peace Detention Center was the super large-scale detention center that was a donation from Tony Stark.

Because the tycoon had casually said, "For the sake of peace," when he handed the center over, the state government simply used "Peace" as its name.

After all, this was a prison, not a library or school building or the like; they couldn't use Stark's name for it.

In the past, there had been a shortage of prisons and detention cells in New York, so NYPD had been disinclined to detain petty offenders, who got a slap on the wrist at most before they were released.

Now that there was such a big detention center, sending some people to be locked up for a few days could be considered helping the place test the maximum extent at which it could operate.

There were fewer daily fights in New York recently thanks to the existence of this precious "dwelling"; most people didn't want to be the first residents there.

The youngsters didn't really believe that Luke had "contacts" at the detention center.

But in such a big detention center, some of the stainless steel beds would be empty, and it would be no trouble to lock them up for a few days.

Who would dare bet on that?

The two most excitable people who were still clutching at their sides now looked scared.

They weren't gang members, but just regular kids on the block. Nobody wanted to be arrested for a fight.

In less than 30 seconds, both sides retreated.

They couldn't talk here, but there were other places they could go.

Who knew, there might be similar groups of Batman (or Iron Man) fans elsewhere!

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