13 Chapter 13

At this time, Steve was in an alley behind the cinema, facing a tall and buff man.

The short patriotic propaganda film that was shown just before the movie, made Steve's heart pound. It's unfortunate that he couldn't join the army immediately and go to the frontlines. A young man in front of him yelled impatiently, interrupting his train of thought.

"Who cares about this, put the movie on!"

"Hey, show some respect." Steve wasn't very fond of this type of behavior.

When the video showed the current situation of the war, brave soldiers were seriously injured and lying on a stretcher, many of the people's eyes in the cinema were red, and some women even shed tears.

The young man shouting earlier began to shout again.

"Oh, for the love of-! Just get on with the movie!"

Steve was really angry this time, "Hey! Shut up!"

The youth in front stood up, and he was more than a whole head taller than Steve not to mention burlier.

Then the two walked to the back alley and prepared to solve their differences like men. The brawny fellow watched Steve like a bully would, like he was easy pickings.

The brawny fellow looked down on Steve in front of him. He was so short and thin, and he dared to provoke him? Does he have a death wish? I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget.

Steve also looked up at the burly man in front of him. The master once said that when a person makes a mistake and it looks like he won't listen to words, then he should slap him. This will help him remember the lesson and correct the mistake.

Remembering that this weak guy wanted him to shut up, the brawny guy shouted and threw an angry punch. If it were the previous Steve he would probably use his face to soften the blow, but for the current Steve, the fist was filled with brute strength, but painfully slow.

Steve easily sidestepped and punched the guy's armpit. The brawny guy couldn't react, only registering a sharp pain, while his whole arm hung weakly on his sides.

The strong man still refused to accept the loss. He used his other arm to throw a punch. One arm limp and the other throwing a punch, his stance was unstable. To Steve this made the brawny guy a little less threatening.

Steve ducked, letting the punch sail harmlessly above him. At the same time, he threw another punch under the rib where the liver was supposed to be.

An unprecedented pain spread throughout the body of the brawny guy, making his face contort. His face was so pale and he was wracked with pain that he couldn't help but grab the spot where he was hit while bending his whole body.

At the same time, Steve turned and kicked the guy's legs making him kneel while still clutching his stomach.

This time the brawny guy is really powerless to resist, he was on the ground, unable to lift a single finger due to the pain.

Steve once again lifted his foot and aimed to kick the guy in the head, only to stop his foot right in front of the guy's terrified eyes.

"When you are bullying someone, you have to be prepared to be bullied by others." Steve said slowly and recovered his foot.

"The soldiers fight for us on the battlefield, but you are bullying the weak at the rear with your own strength." Steve copied Shen's tone when he was teaching him, and said with a serious face, the strong man on the ground was speechless. What do you mean I'm bullying the weak? Are you saying you're the weaker party here?! The person who is being bullied here is me right!?

"A person who uses his power in the right place is respected as a hero; in the wrong place, he's just a bully that everyone hates. Do you want to be despised forever?" Steve said, he turned and left, leaving the brawny guy to think about his words.

This is the first time Steve won against a bully. He feels refreshed, and his body and mind seem to have been liberated. It feels good to have power. Steve can't help but think of Shen. The man who gave himself strength and changed his life, "Master...", Steve muttered to himself.

Just out of the alley, Steve saw his good friend, James Barnes, "Hey, Bucky!" Steve shouted happily, at this time he especially wanted to share his happiness with his friends.

"Steve! Where were you? didn't you say we would see a movie together. How could you leave your friend alone?" Bucky walked quickly to Steve, complaining all the way.

When Bucky approached, Steve found out that he was wearing a military uniform. "Did you receive your orders?" Steve looked up and down and asked.

"The 107 Infantry Regiment, Sergeant James Barnes, sailing to England tomorrow morning," Bucky said proudly.

Steve was silent for a while, "I should have been with you." Steve's tone is somewhat low. Although he tried to sign up for the military several times in the past, he was eliminated again and again because of his poor constitution, but he is confident that with his current strength. As long as he applies then he would surely pass, but since his master said he wasn't ready, he didn't. Steve is very respectful and grateful towards his master so unless it was against his principles he would listen to Shen. So although he was eager to join the military, Steve still did not sign up.

Bucky knew that Steve was an apprentice in a martial arts hall, He would tell him that he was getting stronger and that his teachers were quite strong.

But Bucky, who grew up with him since childhood, knows his physical condition very well. He only thinks that his so-called "teachers" are scammers trying to trick everyone with their fancy circus moves.

Seeing Steve in a low mood, Bucky only thought that he was unable to pass the recruitment assessment, and quickly moved the topic.

"Come on, buddy! This is my last night before I formally join the war, let's get you cleaned up." Bucky said, walking forward with Steve's shoulder.

"Why, where are we going?" Steve tidied up and asked as he walked.

"The future." Bucky handed Steve a newspaper with a full-page print of "World Expo of tomorrow."

"Wait, I have to go back to the martial arts hall first." Steve suddenly said after a pause.

"What?" Bucky asked in confusion.

"Master said that he has something to tell me this afternoon." Steve said as he walked quickly toward the martial arts hall. Bucky shook his head helplessly and quickly followed up, not knowing Steve's "master". Why Steve cared so much about him, Bucky would never know.

"Master, I am back!" Steve returned to the martial arts hall with Bucky and shouted to Shen, who was practicing his knife throwing.

Shen threw the knife he was holding. The flying knife flew at a very fast speed, and instantly hit the center of the target 20 meters away, adding another knife at the target peppered with knives.

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