Although there was a bit of complaint in his heart, Blaine didn't say anything, because this was something he had chosen to do.
After obtaining the two abilities from the newbie gift pack, the system issued a mission:
[Complete the first deal within three days.]
Only then would the abilities—Perfect Aim and Physical Enhancement Potion—be permanently his.
If he failed to land a deal within three days, the abilities would be taken back.
That's why Blaine was so desperate to find customers, even willing to make a move for just 50 bucks.
He didn't have any amazing gear, nor any useful connections at the moment.
Getting a mission in three days was basically impossible.
So, this was the only choice.
Guess this counts as being a bounty hunter too?
Blaine twitched his lips and tried to comfort himself.
He swore, this would be the first and last time he worked for 50 bucks.
"Hey."
After leaving his seat, Blaine walked straight up to Tom, patted him on the shoulder.
Tom frowned and stood up with clear irritation.
"What do you want?" he asked with hostility.
He was happily chatting with MJ, so being interrupted made him very annoyed.
"I'm going to beat you up."
Blaine looked at him seriously and said it flat out.
Peter, who had been watching this whole time, suddenly covered his face.
He started to wonder if his 50 bucks had just gone down the drain.
Peter didn't fight much, but he understood one thing—
Under equal conditions, a surprise attack was the easiest way to win.
And if a fight was inevitable, walking right up to someone and declaring 'I'm going to beat you up' like Blaine did?
That was extremely rare.
As rare as pairing red wine with garlic.
Other students nearby had also noticed the situation.
None of them stepped in.
On the contrary, many gathered around with interest to watch the drama.
Some guys were even shouting, telling them to fight already.
After all, being a freshman was peak hormone-rage time—someone starting a fight wasn't something they'd stop.
Not egging them on was already being polite.
"Huh??"
Tom couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He almost burst out laughing.
He cupped his hand around his ear and mockingly said,
"What did you say? Say it again?"
"I said, I'm going to beat you up." Blaine repeated seriously.
Then reached into the inner pocket of his shirt.
He didn't expect that move to actually alert Tom, who immediately backed away a few steps.
"What are you trying to do?" Tom's hand was already clutching the back of a chair.
This was the land of the free, where gunfights happened daily.
Even in high school, attacks with weapons—and even guns—weren't unheard of.
Tom might be bold, but he wasn't stupid.
What if Blaine pulled out a gun?
The chances were low, but still… better safe than sorry.
Students nearby noticed the tension and backed away from the area.
Peter took the chance to rush over to MJ, grabbed her hand, and pulled her aside.
It was the first time he'd ever held MJ's hand.
So Peter was thrilled.
He felt that even if Blaine didn't end up beating Tom badly, the 50 bucks were totally worth it.
"I already said I'm going to beat you up! It's normal to ask once. Asking twice is still okay. But three times? Are you dumb or something?"
Under everyone's gaze, Blaine pulled out a metal slingshot from his pocket.
Then began casually playing with some marbles in his hand.
Anyone with a brain could tell what was about to happen.
Tom looked at the slingshot in Blaine's hand, and didn't take his words seriously at all.
He suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"A slingshot? You're going to beat me up with a slingshot?"
"Kid, you're seriously asking to get smacked, you know that?"
Tom figured there was no need to be mad—just beat him up and teach him a good lesson.
After mocking Blaine for a bit, he bared his white teeth, cracked his knuckles,
grabbed a chair next to him, and charged forward aggressively.
"Tch." Blaine smacked his lips.
He pulled the slingshot back—all the way.
Casually aimed at Tom.
"What, you think slingshots are a joke?"
Release.
Whoosh!
Everyone only saw a white blur flash by.
With a loud smack, it hit Tom right on the webbing between thumb and forefinger.
"OWWWW!!"
(TN: The name Tom Holland refers to the actor who plays Spider-Man. The author is joking here—Tom Holland beating up Tom Holland… it's like he's fighting himself.)
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