My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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"Bang bang bang!"

The sound outside the door continued to ring.

With a dagger in her hand, Miriam walked to the back of the door and looked out through the peephole.

It's a middle-aged man!

His appearance was not handsome and unrestrained. Although he had already entered middle age, his figure was not fat and out of shape. He was still as thin as a bamboo pole, and his arms and calves were still strong.

He is the owner of the motel - Del.

Miriam hid the dagger in her belt and opened the door of the room.

"Hey Miriam, good evening!"

Del showed a smile that he thought was good.

"Hi Del."

Miriam greeted embarrassingly, he knew why the boss came, it must be for the latest rent.

"Forgive me for disturbing you so late, but...you went out very early in the morning, and I haven't been able to find you."

Del revealed the reason for his late visit.

"Sorry, I have to go out and do something, something very important."

"OK, actually, I want to tell you that you haven't paid the rent for the last week."

Del didn't seem to have the slightest interest in what Miriam was doing, and he straightforwardly stated his purpose to Miriam.

"profound!"

Millie made a look of sudden realization, "You mean the room fee, maybe...maybe you can give me two more days, maybe one day, I will definitely get the money, I have a little turnover recently Not working."

"Comeon!"

Del changed a serious face, "I have heard this sentence several times! There are only two choices, either give me the money now, or get out now!"

Miriam looked at the angry boss, tongue-tied, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Maybe because he thought he had calmed down Miriam, Del suddenly showed a weird smile.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Miriam, as if studying a three-dimensional painting, as if vowing to find out the little secret hidden in it.

He looked Miriam up and down.

"I remember you said that you are still a student, right?" Del asked suddenly.

"The old story."

Miriam replied that she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, so she could only deal with the other party.

"Maybe we can have some fun and that will offset your room bill."

Del finally showed his big bad wolf face.

Miriam shrugged her shoulders, pretending to be stupid, "Really? To be honest, what is fun? I really don't know, I'm really sorry."

"The fun is... you can take off your clothes and let me have a good look at them."

Miriam clenched her fist, "Dell, I have bad news for you: I'm not a chicken, and I'm not the kind of pheasant you think. So put away your dirty thoughts! I don't have one-night stands, It's not for sale either!"

She tried her best to restrain her anger, afraid of accidentally killing Del.

Del tightened his jaw, "But, you owe me money, this is a reasonable transaction request!"

"I'll give it to you, but not now!"

Miriam and Del confronted each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

 …

Next door to Miriam's room, Huey and Frankie from the owl team were packing up.

"Oh, Shet! It's like a hundred cockroaches are hiding in this room. I'd rather camp out than live here."

Frankie complained.

"At least you can take a shower, although the water is not half boiled."

Facing Frankie's complaints, Huey shrugged.

Two people are assigned to this room, and the others live in adjoining rooms.

The purpose of the owl team is to collect evidence of the collusion between Water Company and super terrorists. "Mother's Milk" discovered that a gang organization in Brooklyn had had an arms deal with the locomotive, so the group rushed to the area to investigate. But because the car missed the sight on the road, the trip was delayed, so I could only rest in the motel temporarily for one night.

"I'll give it to you! But not now!"

There was a loud quarrel outside.

Curious French looked out the window.

Through the air leaking window, Miriam and Del who were arguing outside could be seen at a glance.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Huey, who was arranging clothes, asked Frankie.

"It seems to be a quarrel between the tenant and the boss." Franky replied.

Miriam and Del, who were watched by the two, had entered a heated stage of quarrel.

"Damn it, you are always plausible, you must like your mouth very much, right?"

Del cursed.

"It's okay!" Miriam confronted each other.

"You are a big liar, a liar with a small mouth but full of lies!"

Miriam replied: "My mother used to tell me that I was like a sailor. I was a train runner with a full mouth, but the taste was different. She always accused me of cobra sneezing-mouthful Putting poison. So you are right, I am indeed a liar who runs the train. You see, I am still carrying a basket of nonsense behind my back!"

Del looked at a loss, as if Miriam had set his ass on fire.

His nostrils flared slightly, like a bull pissed off and about to charge.

"You told me you were a student, that's why I gave you a discount. Just now you told me that you are already an adult, so you are a lying bitch!"

As Del said, he pushed Miriam violently, and the two entered the room together.

"Hey! Hey! We gotta go help that girl!"

Seeing Miriam being pushed into the room by the landlord, Huey immediately walked towards the door, and he was going to help her.

"etc!"

The Frenchman stopped Huey, "That girl is no ordinary person!"

"Isn't it an ordinary person? Is it a superhuman?"

"It looks like."

The Frenchman shrugged.

Huey and the Frenchman were discussing whether to save someone, and Miriam on the other side had been pushed into the room by Del.

It is most appropriate to describe Del's actions as moving like a rabbit.

He punched Miriam.

But in Miriam's eyes, this guy's movements were as slow as a snail.

Miriam just punched Del's back and fell backwards.

Del's eyes hit Miriam hard!

The capillaries burst, and he felt that the sky was spinning, and countless small stars were spinning around his head.

Panting for breath, he struggled to get up from the ground.

Miriam didn't use much strength in this punch, so Del only suffered some skin trauma.

"You bitch!"

Del was ready to punch again.

Miriam assumed a defensive posture.

But suddenly, Del stopped still.

He just stood there blankly, trembling all over.

Sad, confused, or angry? Miriam couldn't tell.

"Crack!"

The alarm clock on the bedside table ticked 11 o'clock.

It was an old-fashioned alarm clock, and it took a long time to jump back to a number, and it was accompanied by a crisp sound of "click".

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