The Origin of Disappearance

Ivan was slightly moved.

　　As a robber, when he heard that a stranger was hungry all day, he gave the stranger five dollars out of his pocket.

　　'This red-haired guy...is he really an angel?'

　　"I have also experienced it, when I couldn't eat enough food for a long time."

　　The youth looked at Ivan: "Your stomach will twitch violently; the pain is horrible. So don't treat your stomach badly and go eat something."

　　"Thank you." Ivan did not accept the five dollars. "Why are you even robbing people?"

　　"I would not do these low-level things if I didn't have to." The young man looked at Ivan, "Hurry up and take it."

　　After hesitating, Ivan took five dollars.

　　"Can you tell me why you have to rob people?"

　　"The boss told me to do it."

　　After Ivan took the money, the young man turned and walked towards the big tree he was leaning on before.

　　"What happens if you don't do it?" Ivan asked.

　　"Boss said that the gang has recently fallen into an economic crisis. You should forget about this; a child wouldn't understand these things."

　　The young man leaned back on the tree and took out his mobile phone to play.

　　Ivan was speechless. He was 14 years old in the previous life, and he is also 14 in this life. Although he is 28 years old in the total of both his lives, he has never grown up past his youth and is still a child.

　　So, he cannot refute the youth who is saying he is a child.

　　"But why rob people when you don't like stealing money from them? " Ivan questioned.

　　" Because the boss arranged me here, so I can grab some students' money. I resisted from the bottom of my heart, but I still have to do it."

　　"Why listen to the boss?"

　　"If I can't grab two hundred dollars today, I have to pay it myself."

　　"Why don't you just leave the boss?"

　　Hearing Ivan's words, the youth's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled faintly. He responded in a relaxed tone: "There will be some… Consequences."

　　"Will you get beaten?"

　　Hearing Ivan's question, the young man hesitated for a moment, and then he slowly said: "I would definitely be beaten and will not be able to survive it. I will die if I try to leave."

　　"Why stay in the gang then?"

　　"There is no option to quit, I will definitely be killed if I try. The original choice I made was permanent. I have even been beaten for some minor things. I have thought about quitting several times, but I know that I am destined to not be able to escape." The young man held the mobile phone in his hand tightly.

　　"Nothing is destined."

　　"Little devil, don't bother me. Let me play a game, and I will stop another person in later." The young man said this and began to play with the phone seriously.

　　"You can get rid of the gang," Ivan said.

　　The young man ignored Ivan and pressed the screen intently, seeming to be playing a game.

　　"If you don't resist, you will really be used all the time."

　　If the youth heard what Ivan said, then he did not want to say anything to him at all. He just controlled the tank on the phone screen and bombed the virtual monster on the screen.

　　The monster rushed towards his tank. He pressed the fire button to blow up the monster, but suddenly found that he could not press the fire button anymore.

　　"What's the matter with this thing?" The red-haired youth pressed the buttons of the phone vigorously, and every button seemed to have lost its elasticity.

　　Then, the mobile phone he was gripping suddenly rushed out of his palm like a loach and went straight to the sky.

　　He raised his head in surprise, watching the phone gradually turn into a small dot in the sky, and eventually even the small dot disappeared.

　　"Look, the phone didn't have a choice on wither to be clutched by you or not, but now it's free from your torture." Ivan said while looking at the blue sky.

　　"You...how, my phone..." The young man's eyes widened, a little incoherent.

　　"I have a superpower."

　　At that moment, the young man was stunned. He witnessed his superpowers with his own eyes, and finally believed the recent events of Townsend Harris's opening ceremony.

　　"Are you... the Super boy?"

　　"NO, I am not! My name is Ivan, Ivan Jones."

　　"My mobile phone, can I have it back?"

　　"of course."

　　Like a meteor falling to the ground, the mobile phone wrapped in blue light slammed straight into the ground. After the smoke cleared, the young man's mobile phone was lying flat in a tiny shallow pit.

　　The young man hesitated for a moment, then quickly picked up the phone and checked it. He did not know whether a phone could be used after such a toss.

　　"Amazing..."

　　He wiped the screen of the phone while sighing.

　　The cell phone was protected by the psychic and was undamaged, just like it was before it was released from him.

　　"Now let me help you out of your gang, how about it?" Ivan smiled.

　　The young man froze for a moment: "Why are you willing to help me? We just met..."

　　"Because of this." Ivan took the five dollars out of his pocket. "Don't you remember that you helped me too."

　　"Will superpowers... also be hungry?" the red-haired young man asked blankly.

　　"Of course. I also lied to you earlier, I was full for dinner~"

　　"Hmm... so I didn't help you at all."

　　"That's not important. The important thing is that you are willing to help, so I decided to help you."

　　"Thank you... Super boy, if I can... I really want to quit. I do not want to go on like this anymore, I... I really need help! Can you please help me?"

　　"I repeat, my name is Ivan, and I have nothing to do with Super Boy! Not the same person, that person is Angel!" Ivan corrected.

　　"Oh, my name is Karen, Karen Farrell... And in that case, are there many more superpowered people in this world?" The red-haired young man felt like his brain would collapse.

　　"There should at least be a few..."

　　Ivan did not know what the world was like, maybe all he saw was the tip of the iceberg.

　　...

　　Twenty minutes later.

　 At an abandoned warehouse a kilometer away from Townsend Harris High School.

　　According to Karen, this is the place where he meets with the boss, and it is also the nest of their gang.

　　At this moment, In the warehouse, there are four people besides young Karen and Ivan. Three of them are sitting on wooden barrels casually, while a white man with sunglasses is sitting on a large wooden chair with his legs up.

　　He was smoking a cigarette, his eyes hidden under the sunglasses seemed to be staring at Karen.

　　"So, you really don't plan to do what your told?" the white man asked.

　　When Karen was questioned like this, he subconsciously looked at Ivan who was standing behind him and to the right, and then he mustered up the courage to look directly at the white man.

　　"Yes, I plan to quit."

　　"Oh, ok then. You can go." The white man breathed out a puff of smoke and choked out the cigarette butt.

　　"What?" A dark-skinned man with pink hair almost stood up.

　　"Boss, did you just let him go? He didn't even complete today's task!"

　　Faced with the doubts of the pink-haired man, the white man waved his hand to stop them from talking.

　　"Yes, I did. In this line of business, it is your own freedom to quit and join, you are still young, and I respect your choice." The white man said, his index finger tapped the armrest of the wooden chair rhythmically.

　　"Then, then I'm leaving, thank you!"

　　Karen could not believe that this usually stern head had become so reasonable when he was about to withdraw. After thanking him, he hurriedly took Ivan away.

　　After watching them walk out of the warehouse, the pink-haired man stood up.

　　"Just let him go. Head, what's happened to you today?"

　　The white man sighed softly and took off his sunglasses. There was a scar on his right eye, his eyeball was white and bloodshot, with no pupil.

　　"Baker, doesn't this make you feel abnormal?"

　　"Abnormal?"

　　"How dare he withdraw before me; Don't you think it is worth thinking about?" the white man said lightly.