Wandering America: My kill threshold is far ahead

"Hey, calm down, buddy."

Seeing this guy charging towards him aggressively, Ma Jie instinctively took a step back, not wanting to get into a conflict with him.

"Ethan, he's here to ask Max for help," Jimmy quickly explained from the side.

"Come on, wasn't it the same excuse used last time for that pervert who liked to expose his genitals?"

The black man named Ethan clearly wasn't having any of it. Taking advantage of being a head taller than MaJack, he spoke to him with his nose in his nose: "Listen, Asian kid, there's no one here who's looking for you, and this camp doesn't welcome you. You'd better run away before I crush you into a meat pie."

"Hey, Ethan, you can't treat our guests like that." Seeing his rudeness and threats of violence, Jimmy quickly defended himself: "Max said that the Blue Hair Squad doesn't discriminate against any race. We're a family that respects each other. You have no right to kick him out. You haven't even been in the camp as long as I have."

"Oh, please, Jimmy, you're so naive. Do you think he'd just come up and pull down your pants? He'll only gain your trust first, and then find an opportunity to make his move. Isn't that what your stepfather did?"

"Fuck you, Ethan! If you ever mention that man to me again, I'll never speak to you again for the rest of my life!"

Although the nature of their relationship is unknown, Ma Jie could sense a hint of socialist brotherhood in Ethan's paternalistic remarks.

It seems this Jimmy kid is quite popular. No wonder, given his succubus-like nature and homelessness, there are probably quite a few guys who want to get in through his back door.

But then again, do I really look like this?

"Bro, you've gone too far with that joke," Ma Jie explained helplessly. "I still prefer twin-cylinder engines to single-cylinder ones. More choices mean more fun, don't you think?"

"Damn, what are you two talking about!" Jimmy clearly understood Ma Jie's humorous analogy, and looked quite embarrassed.

"Whatever, buddy, I don't care about your sexual orientation at all."

Ethan, who had just been treating Majab as a bottom enthusiast, stopped pretending altogether: "Anyway, you can't stay here. For your safety and for the safety of the camp, go out. Goodbye, oh no, never again."

Faced with his unreasonable attitude, Ma Jieke was speechless. "You've become a 'superiority complex' just because you're a member of the Beggars' Sect? What are you doing playing the 'skeptical personality' game with me?"

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Max. I won't leave until I see her."

Being kicked out so slunk away like that is not in Jack Ma's nature.

Don't be afraid of difficulties; face them with a smile.

After saying that, he ignored Ethan's obstruction, pushed past his shoulder, and walked forward.

The latter was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and grabbed Ma Jie's arm.

He then yanked her away with a horizontal tug, grabbed the skull on her hoodie with his other hand, and said with a menacing look in his eyes, "Listen, I'm annoyed enough already, don't push me."

"You...you captured my skeleton, right?" Ethan could clearly feel the aura emanating from MaJack, and his eyes began to dart around, but his mouth remained stubborn.

"Hey, an intruder has broken in!"

He then shouted, and several young people who were skateboarding nearby heard him and moved over.

No, we haven't even started our solo match yet, and you're already calling for backup?

Foreigners are just foreigners; they have absolutely no sportsmanship.

"Hey Ethan, what happened?"

"Who is this Asian man? I've never seen him before."

"Hey, you there, buddy, trying to get a bargain here? You've really picked the wrong place."

The group made a lot of noise and gestures, but it was all just verbal attacks; none of them actually offered any help.

After all, they're only temporarily staying in the same camp, not really brothers and sisters, so there's no need to cause trouble for themselves.

In addition, most homeless people are malnourished, so they might be a little intimidated by Ma Jieke's muscular physique.

However, this attracted even more onlookers, who gradually formed a small circle around them.

The situation is far from optimistic for Ma Jieke.

After all, if there are too many people and everyone dares to do it, he doesn't think he has the ability to fight back if a fight breaks out.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Just as the two sides were locked in a tense standoff, a loud, shrewish roar came from behind the crowd.

Then, those people subconsciously made way for a hot, white woman to walk in.

The other person was dressed very lightly, wearing a white tank top that was only slightly larger than a bra, distressed denim shorts, retro Converse sneakers, and sporty knee-high socks.

He has tattoos of varying degrees on his thighs, arms, and abdomen.

The most striking features were his long, bleached, ice-blue hair and the baseball bat slung over his shoulder.

She chewed her gum and looked around: "Whoever's causing trouble here, step forward."

Seeing this aggressive-looking white woman, Ethan seemed to have grasped a key to his resolve: "Max, this Asian guy wants to beat me up! He's gone too far! Doesn't he know whose territory this is?"

Ma Jieke looked disgusted. "You're so big, yet you've put all your attribute points into your mouth. What's the difference between you and that useless kid in class who snitches to the teacher?"

Max slowly walked up to him, and their eyes met, a distinct electric current surging between them.

This girl is so sexy, she wouldn't even need makeup to play Harley Quinn, she's the kind of girl who makes everyone tremble when she looks at them.

Surprisingly, she didn't use excessive perfume to mask the odor; instead, she had a pleasant, mixed scent of shower gel and floral water.

It must be related to her RV; as long as the water tank is full, she can take a shower every day.

The two stared at each other, neither giving an inch, until Max suddenly blew a breath at him, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Not bad, Asian kid. You've got guts, at least better than that sissy Ethan."

"You're Max from the Blue Hair Squad?" MaJack didn't waste any words, trying to sound sincere: "I've run into some trouble. Miss Valentina recommended that I come to you, saying that you're willing to help people like me who are alone. But your men are very unfriendly to me. First, they suspected me of being gay, and then they falsely accused me of wanting to beat them up. That boy named Jimmy might be able to testify for me."

After MaJack finished speaking, Max turned his gaze to Jimmy, who hesitated for a few seconds before glancing apologetically at Ethan: "Pretty much, anyway, I don't think he meant any harm."

"Hoo..." Max closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his voice sounded very authoritative: "Ethan, haven't I told you that you don't need to worry about the security of the territory? Your biggest role is to stand behind me as a backdrop when we go out to negotiate. That's where you can bring out your true strengths, understand?"