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A young man with short silver hair, sharp eyes, and a somewhat unruly appearance was sitting at a dilapidated table, impatiently wiping a handgun he had found.

He is Pietro Maxi, Quicksilver.

In a corner not far away, a young girl wearing a faded old dress, her face haggard yet still beautiful, was curled up in a blanket, staring blankly out the window, seemingly immersed in some painful memory.

She is Wanda Maximoff, the future Scarlet Witch.

At this moment, she was far from being as powerful and confident as she would later become; she was more like a frightened little beast, filled with fear and hatred for the world. The chaotic magical power within her was like a dormant volcano, mostly lying dormant, only erupting uncontrollably when she was extremely agitated, causing small miracles or disasters.

Lin Tian could clearly sense the intense sadness, anger, and deep-seated hatred for Stark Industries that lingered around Wanda—her parents had died from shells manufactured by Stark Industries.

“The perfect prey…” A strange light flashed in Lin Tian’s eyes.

They possess unparalleled potential, yet their hearts are filled with weaknesses that can be exploited.

Girls like this are most easily led astray by him and are most easily corrupted.

Lin Tian did not rush to show himself.

He needs the perfect moment to make his appearance.

He found a secluded corner outside the church and, like a chameleon blending into its surroundings, waited patiently.

Time passed little by little.

As evening approached, Pietro appeared to have gone out to find food. Wanda was left alone in the church.

She remained curled up in the corner, her eyes vacant, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.

suddenly!

The church's dilapidated door was kicked open!

Several menacing-looking local thugs walked in.

"Hey! Little girl! Our boss said this place belongs to us! If you know what's good for you, get lost!" The bald, burly man at the head of the group, carrying an iron rod, walked towards Wanda with a sinister grin.

Wanda was terrified by this sudden turn of events; her body trembled and her eyes were filled with fear.

"Get out...get out of here!" she shouted, her voice trembling with fear.

"Oh ho? Still dare to be stubborn?" The bald, burly man was amused, his lewd gaze sweeping over Wanda. "She's quite pretty... How about she stays and keeps us company for a bit?"

The other thugs also let out lewd laughter and approached step by step.

Wanda closed her eyes in despair, hugged herself tightly, and her body trembled violently with fear.

The chaotic magical energy within her body began to surge uncontrollably! The surrounding air seemed to thicken, and tiny pebbles began to float slightly in the air!

But this meager strength obviously couldn't frighten these desperate criminals.

"Still trying to resist?" The bald, burly man grinned maliciously, raising the iron bar in his hand!

at this time!

A calm yet authoritative voice rang out at the church entrance:

"Is this how Sokovia treats its guests—bullying an unarmed girl?"

Everyone was stunned and looked towards the door.

A tall, handsome young man from the East appeared there at some unknown time.

He carried a simple backpack, his face expressionless, his eyes calm as a deep pool, yet seemingly containing immense power.

It was Lin Tian.

His timing for appearing on stage was perfect.

Like a hero descending.

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Chapter Twenty-Four: First Help, the Beginning of Trust

"Where did this yellow-skinned monkey come from? Daring to meddle in my business? You're asking for death!" The bald, burly man was stunned when he saw Lin Tian, ​​then flew into a rage and charged at him, brandishing his iron rod!

In his eyes, this seemingly delicate-skinned Eastern boy was simply a punching bag delivered right to his doorstep!

The other thugs grinned and surrounded them, ready to watch the show.

Wanda, who was huddled in the corner, also opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the strange Easterner who had suddenly appeared.

Who is he? What does he want? Can he save me?

A faint glimmer of hope quietly rose in her despairing heart.

Lin Tian didn't even lift his eyelids when faced with the bald, burly man charging menacingly towards him.

Just as the iron rod was about to smash into his head!

Lin Tian made a move.

His movements were not fast; in fact, they could be described as slow.

He simply held up one finger.

index finger.

It landed lightly on the whistling iron rod.

then……

A strange scene happened!

The seemingly indestructible iron rod, the moment it touched Lin Tian's fingers, broke apart silently, inch by inch, from the point of contact, just like rotten wood!

It turned into a pile of scrap metal, clattering and falling to the ground!

"!!!"

The bald, burly man's sinister smile froze instantly, his eyes widening as if he had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world!

His iron rod was shattered by a single finger?!

Is this even something a human could do?!

Before he could recover from his extreme shock, Lin Tian's finger had already touched his chest with a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast.

It was still that same casual flick of the finger.

The bald, muscular man didn't even feel any pain.

But he clearly heard a dull cracking sound from inside his chest! It was as if his heart had been crushed by an invisible hand!

"Uh..." He opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, as if all his strength had been drained, his body slumped down, his eyes unfocused, and he completely lost his life.

One finger! Death!

And the manner of his death was bizarre!

The whole process was clean and efficient, even carrying a kind of elegant cruelty!

The church fell into a deathly silence!

The remaining thugs were terrified!

They looked at their leader, who lay dead on the ground with his eyes wide open, and then at the young man from the East who, like a demon, calmly withdrew his finger. Their legs trembled like leaves.

A devil! This Easterner is a devil!

"Spare me...spare my life!"

"We were wrong! We'll never do it again!"

Several thugs suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, while defecating and urinating.

Lin Tian didn't even glance at them, as if he had crushed a few ants.

His gaze fell on the girl in the corner, whose face was also pale with fright, yet whose eyes gleamed with an unusual light.

Wanda Maximov.

She witnessed this miraculous scene with her own eyes!

This mysterious Eastern man easily crushed a hard iron rod and killed a vicious thug with just one finger!

What... what terrifying power is this?!

Compared to her own uncontrollable and unreliable magic, it was worlds apart!

Fear, shock, and a strange mix of admiration and longing swirled within her.

If I had that kind of power...

Would that protect me? Protect Pietro? Would that allow me to get revenge on Stark?!

Lin Tian slowly walked towards Wanda.

His steps were light, but each step seemed to touch Wanda's heartstrings.

Wanda watched him approach nervously, her body involuntarily shrinking back.

Lin Tian stopped a few steps in front of her, a gentle smile on his face that could melt ice and snow.

“Don’t be afraid,” his voice was as warm as a spring breeze, carrying a soothing power, “I mean no harm.”

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He crouched down, looking directly at Wanda, who was curled up, with sincere and friendly eyes: "Your name is Wanda, right?"

Wanda looked up in surprise: "You...how did you know?"

"I just happened to be passing by and overheard some things about you and your brother," Lin Tian said, half-jokingly, though he had already used his spiritual sense to survey the surroundings. "I heard that you... encountered some difficulties."

Wanda's eyes dimmed, she nodded, and said nothing.

"Are those people outside here for you?" Lin Tian pointed to the few thugs still trembling at the door.

Wanda hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"They want to take over this place?"

Wanda nodded again, a hint of anger and helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Lin Tian understood.

He stood up, turned to look at the thugs, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"roll."

A simple word, yet it seems to contain the power of words becoming law!

The thugs, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the church, not daring to look back, as if a vengeful ghost was chasing them.

Lin Tian ignored them and turned his attention back to Wanda.

He stretched out his hand, palm up, and offered it to Wanda.

"The ground is cold, get up." His smile remained gentle, his eyes filled with kindness and... a subtle hint of persuasion. "Perhaps we can talk. Maybe I can help you."

Wanda looked at Lin Tian's outstretched hand.

That hand, clean, slender, with distinct knuckles, had just easily taken a life, yet now radiated a reassuring warmth.

She looked again at Lin Tian's sincere eyes and the gentle smile on his face.

After hesitating for a moment, Wanda finally reached out her hand, trembling, and gently placed it in Lin Tian's palm.

The warm touch felt like a warm current, instantly dispelling the chill in her heart.

Lin Tian smiled and gently pulled her up from the ground.

The seeds of trust quietly sprouted at this moment.

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