Gwen's mouth slightly parted.
She gazed in disbelief at the dust, visible to the naked eye, slowly dissipating like sandbags, exposed by the sunlight's refraction.
A heavy sword without an edge, great skill without artifice!
Hawk stood still, slowly exhaling a turbid breath, then turned to look.
Gwen also shifted her gaze back to Hawk.
Their eyes met.
Gwen looked at Hawk, who had a slight sweat on his forehead, was wearing a white tank top that highlighted his powerful physique, and had bandages wrapped around his hands, and felt an indescribable sensation.
Hawk, on the other hand, was surprised to see Gwen there.
"Is something wrong?"
"No."
Gwen shook her head, her hands behind her back, as she walked towards Hawk, surveying the old gymnasium, a place she hadn't visited since the new one was built: "The new gymnasium has air conditioning, why aren't you there?"
Hawk thought for a moment.
"It's quieter here."
"It is quite quiet."
Gwen affirmed Hawk's explanation.
Hawk was a little bewildered as Gwen, while speaking, walked over to where his backpack was on the rest bench and sat directly down.
"Is something wrong, Gwen?"
"No."
Gwen, supporting herself with her hands on the rest bench, smiled slightly, looking at Hawk who was standing in front of the sandbag, and said, "I'm just idle, so I came to appreciate a friend boxing."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
He looked at Gwen, who had a smile on her face, and felt like she was hinting at something.
But...
Never mind, boxing is more important.
Hawk thought to himself, shook his head, and withdrew his gaze from Gwen, refocusing on the sandbag in front of him, ready to continue his daily task of ten thousand punches.
After all, he had almost finished just now.
Then Gwen walked in.
Now it was good.
He had to start all over again.
Hawk thought, then adjusted his breathing, not using the power of his Little Universe, but simply continuing to rely on the strength of his physical body to complete the daily task of ten thousand punches.
As for Gwen beside him?
Let her watch if she wants, this is a public gymnasium after all, he couldn't stop others from entering, could he?
There was no reason.
Soon.
As Hawk threw another punch, the rhythmic and impactful striking sounds once again echoed throughout the old gymnasium.
However, compared to his previous punching rhythm, Hawk subconsciously sped up this time to complete the task as quickly as possible.
One punch, one punch, and another punch.
Following that...
Shadows of fists appeared.
Gwen, sitting on the rest bench, only felt a blur before her eyes, and then saw what looked like a sky full of fist shadows appearing before her, her expression somewhat dazed.
What's going on?
I didn't even blink.
Gwen thought to herself, subconsciously taking out her phone from her pocket and pointing it at Hawk.
Hawk, who was focused on his boxing, saw this out of the corner of his eye.
"Don't record."
"...Oh."
Gwen heard this, looked at Hawk who continued his movements without even looking her way, blinked, and although she suspected she might have misheard, she still put down her phone.
After a while.
The sky full of fist shadows gradually disappeared, Hawk's movements also stopped, and the old gymnasium became quiet once again.
Hawk then pulled the chain, took down the suspended sandbag, and with a single swing of his hand, threw the sandbag directly back into the corner. Then, under Gwen's gaze, he walked over to the rest bench, took a towel from the outer pocket of his backpack, and looked at Gwen who was sitting nearby.
He thought for a moment, then asked again: "Are you sure nothing's wrong, Gwen?"
Gwen nodded.
"Something is."
"..."
Hawk's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
But Gwen caught it.
She smiled.
However, Gwen didn't continue to tease Hawk, but directly stated the purpose of her visit: "This year's Midtown High School grade-level dance has started counting attendees. Are you going this year?"
Although Midtown High School is a private elite high school, it still has various dances and parties, such as the back-to-school dance, masquerade party, and grade-level dance.
Gwen asked Hawk almost every year if he would participate.
But Hawk had never attended once.
He was a lone wolf, liked quiet, and disliked noisy environments.
But that was the high emotional intelligence way of saying it.
The real reason was actually very simple.
He was poor; he had no money to buy dance clothes, no car, and not even a driver's license. He couldn't possibly walk his date home after the dance, could he?
The most important point.
He didn't have a date.
Why would he go to a dance alone? To watch couples openly flaunt their affection and shower each other with love in front of him?
This year was no exception.
"No."
Hawk shook his head without any hesitation.
Compared to attending a dance, he still preferred to stay on his apartment rooftop and watch the stars.
Quiet.
The most important point.
It didn't cost money.
Save where you can, spend where you must. He was already independent, no longer receiving federal subsidies. This week, between renting a place and buying some daily necessities, his savings had severely dwindled.
Hawk even felt that his idea of buying a car a few days ago was a bit too hasty.
So he had already given up on the idea of buying a car.
Better to save some money for unexpected needs.
Anyway, the school had a free shuttle bus to the Great Bridge Park station, so why would he need a car?
He didn't even have a driver's license.
Even if he bought one, he couldn't drive it.
Damn it.
Maybe I should consider robbing a bank, after all, meteorites also cost money.
No.
If I'm going to rob anyway, why not just rob the meteorite directly? Why bother robbing a bank first?
I can't just rob a bank and then use the stolen money to buy meteorites from those rich people, can I?
Am I sick?
Hawk's thoughts were scattered.
He was now considering the feasibility of directly robbing a meteorite.
Anyway, Wakanda definitely wouldn't give him Vibranium willingly.
He'd probably have to steal it then too.
Since stealing Vibranium is stealing, and stealing a meteorite is also stealing, and he's stealing both Vibranium and a meteorite, then robbing a bank doesn't seem like such a big deal after all.
Gwen looked at Hawk, who, after shaking his head and saying he wasn't going to the grade-level dance, suddenly had a somewhat scattered gaze as if thinking about something, and was a little curious.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Robbing a bank."
"..."
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
Hawk came back to his senses, subconsciously looking at Gwen.
Their eyes met.
The next second.
Gwen's expression was thoughtful, a smile on her face as she looked at Hawk: "So, which bank are you planning to rob? I recommend the Pacific Bank under the jurisdiction of the 19th Precinct."
Hawk frowned slightly.
"Is Pacific Bank easy to rob?"
"No."
Gwen said with a bright smile: "But my dad is the captain of the 19th Precinct."
Hawk fell silent.
After a while.
He looked at Gwen with a serious expression: "I was joking."
It was decided, if he really had to rob a bank, he would rather die than go to one under the jurisdiction of the 19th Precinct.
Gwen rose from the seat with a bright smile, and just as she was about to speak, her phone rang in her pocket.
"Mrs. Snow..."
"Hawk?"
"Okay."
"I know where he is."
Soon.
Gwen, who had hung up the phone, said to Hawk, who was looking at her: "Let's go, Mrs. Snow is looking for you."
Hawk: "..."
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