Jiraiya kept his word, as soon as he received a piece of intel from Hank, he sent him several Jutsu
[The admin has received a gift from 'Jiraiya the sage']
[Would you like to open the gift pack]
Open it
[Congratulations! You have received three basic jutsu, Body Flicker jutsu, Fire style Fireball jutsu, Wind style Gale palm jutsu, Great breakthrough Wind style, Earth style Tunnel escape jutsu]
[Would you like to learn?]
You mean I can instantly learn these jutsu
[With the host's current privileges, he can instantly learn any gifted technique or item usage etc to an entry level]
Cool! Do it!
Almost instinctively, Hank felt his mind assaulted with countless new pieces of information; he felt like he could perform all these jutsu easily, and he even felt his chakra control increase by a small margin.
Hank put away the chat system and went on to do some of his homework, after he was done, he went on to complete his freelance work for the day.
He also noticed his typing speed increased, thanks to the mastery of jutsu, which needs fast hand signs to make a reality.
The day keeps getting better
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**Knock knock**
"Huh!"
I dont think anybody in NewYork knows me...so who's outside
"Who is it?" Asked Hank, his face serious as he put his ear to the door
"Hahh! Open up bitch!"
Thud
A sharp bang rang against the wall as three men broke down the door and walked in, causing Hank to stagger back from the unexpected actions.
The thug at the front rushed forward, about to push Hank against the wall, a blade in hand. Hank didn't take any chances. With a swift strike, he disarmed the thug, delivering a sharp kick to his shin. The brute let out a blood-curdling scream.
The other two thugs didn't even have the time to respond as Hank made quick work of them.
Once the three thugs were dealt with, several pairs of eyes looked out of their apartments, quickly going back in once they saw Hank was fine, though they wouldn't have helped either.
Although they might have already called the cops
"Speak! What were you doing here?" Asked Hank, yanking the brutes by the hair, they let out a cry of pain as they answered quickly, afraid Hank might do something worse
"W-we work for the russian mob, we were asked to have this building emptied, we were just coming to- ack!" Hank didn't let them finish as he simply knocked them unconscious and dumped them out of his apartment near the emergency exit.
Whipping out his phone, he called the police. Although he doubted the police would care, he wasn't taking any chances with these kinds of things.
After a quick call, Hank went back to his work, and as expected, it took the police a rapid response time of thirty minutes to arrive.
Though once they saw what happened, they immediately took him in custody, Hank sneered, he could tell the police were on the thugs' payroll by now, even a blind man could see that.
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Gwen Stacy, daughter of George Stacy, was sitting in the Deputy's office, with her father filling out paperwork. She was too tired after school. Her father took her with him as her mother was out with her brothers.
Stacy was feeling bored out of her mind, she tried looking at the file her father was studying
'Wilson Fisk...what does he have to do with Father' she thought as she tried her best to get some more info, however, to her horror, her father spotted her snooping glances at the papers and closed them with a smile
"Are you tired? Just wait a while, we will go and join your brothers soon" George smiled as he left the office, she traced his figure through the half-closed windows, until her eyes spotted another figure, one that piqued her interest
"What's he doing here? He isn't the
one to mess around!" Gwen quickly got up, launched the door open as she caught up to the person of interest, who turned out to be Hank.
"You know him, Kid?" Asked the police officer in charge of handling Hank.
"Yeah! He's in my class! What happened?" Gwen asked with worry, George also arrived soon after, he had eyes all around the office, already noticed Gwen's state
"Hi, Gwen!"
Hank smiled as he greeted her, as well as George Stacy, who raised an eyebrow
"Betty brought him in, Deputy Stacy, says the kid beat up three civilians", the officer answered truthfully, he didn't want to fall in with the deputy.
"I was clearly acting in self-defence, the others in the nearby apartments can testify against your so-called officer Betty" Hank snarled
George's eyebrows rose in surprise, being a police officer, especially one who knew each and every dirty officer in the city, George could tell Hank was probably saying the truth, he was just surprised by Hank's attitude, from what he recalled, among Gwen's daily stories, there was also a kid named Hank, who is often the subject of bullying.
No bullied kid is this gutsy, speaking against fellow officers in a police station
Though George, noticing Gwen's stare, he sighed and ordered
"Betty, have this young man fill the paperwork,discharge him immediately with an apology" George said, sneaking a glance at his beloved daughter,who was smiling
Haha! I am the cool dad
He thought inwardly, while giving a cough as Betty released Hanks cuffs
"Thanks bro" Hank thanked the portly old police officer as he looked at Gwen
"So...you dealing with crime now a days!" Hank said, making small talk, the least he could do after Gwen saved him, without her assist, he doubted things could end so easily
"Details! Now" Gwen said as she eagerly led Hank towards the lobby,George who was preparing to have Gwen head back inside sighed
Should have left him in the cell