Chapter 64

As Christmas was approaching, Zhou Yi gave his mother, who was far away in Europe, a long phone call. After chatting with her for a while, he finally decided to take Xia Rui to Europe to spend Christmas with Zhou Lan.

For some reason, Zhou Lan, who suddenly burst with work enthusiasm, had been busy in Europe for several months, even planning to spend her Christmas holiday there. This puzzled Zhou Yi, and he even suspected that his mother, Mrs. Zhou Lan, might have found a second spring in Europe. After all, France is known for its romance. Although, Zhou Yi always thought that the arrogance of the French was more famous than their romance.

When he told Xia Rui this news, the mischievous little girl was naturally delighted to have a chance to escape school life. She also made her own request: to bring her new friend. Zhou Yi had no objections to this. It was a good thing for Xia Rui to have a good friend, but the key issue was why he had to convince the school teachers.

This blatant act of setting up her brother left Zhou Yi helpless. On one side, he had his mother's request and Xia Rui's persistent behavior, and on the other side, he faced Ororo's criticism. She was a very responsible teacher, so even with Zhou Yi around, she was not at ease with students going out, especially to such a distant place.

To make Ororo feel at ease, he had to go to the school in person. On one hand, to persuade Ororo, and on the other hand, to pick up Xia Rui and her friends.

Driving a Bentley like a private chauffeur, Zhou Yi arrived at Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Xia Rui waiting in front of the foyer.

"Rare to see you, my little troublemaker?" Zhou Yi gave his sister a big hug and pinched her cheek teasingly. "Did you get into some trouble again, needing your dear brother to come and solve it?"

"Bad Yi!" She fiercely slapped away the hand that was messing with her face. Xia Rui, looking like an angry cat, warned, "I warn you, don't mess with my face with your claws, and I'm not a little troublemaker. Call me Shimmer, got it?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yi pretended to be confused, scratching his ear. "Did you just talk to me? I'm getting a bit old and seem to have some hearing problems."

"Ah! You scoundrel, I won't let you off." Xia Rui, like when she was a child, pounced with a set of punches. Zhou Yi, with ease, hoisted his sister onto his shoulder and started a random centrifugal motion.

This intimate action, just like when they were kids, made Xia Rui scream. Clearly, this miserable state made her feel very embarrassed. She quickly patted Zhou Yi's back and screamed.

"Put me down, you despicable guy. Put me down, I'll make you pay."

Zhou Yi smirked.

"My dear sister, it seems the fulfilling school life has made you forget the terror of your big devil brother. Let's see what you've got to talk to me like this." As he said this, he extended his evil hand to Xia Rui's armpit.

Where did Xia Rui learn her ultimate move from Katie? Yes, it was from Zhou Yi's teachings, but compared to Zhou Yi, her technique was far inferior. After all, Zhou Yi had gained valuable experience from many beautiful women of different countries and races. In terms of technique, he was a true master, far superior to Xia Rui, who could only play around with little girls.

Faced with Zhou Yi's master-level devilish hands, Xia Rui immediately showed signs of defeat. She started to laugh in a way that was even more pitiful than crying, her body shaking like a shrimp with its tendons pulled. Tears streamed down her face. In Zhou Yi's hands, she looked far more miserable than Katie did in hers.

This pitiful state on a charming young girl would definitely evoke sympathy. For teenagers in the peak of their hormone secretion, Xia Rui's situation was enough to make them indignant.

A somewhat silly-looking young man jumped out. He was a young man with brown hair, and like many young people, he had a rebellious look on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with everything and always had to show his teeth. Such young people are generally not very likable because they always think too highly of themselves.

Zhou Yi didn't like this young man who suddenly jumped out. From the first impression, he felt this young man was far worse than Peter. This bad impression deepened the moment he spoke.

"Hey! Buddy, put that girl down. Otherwise, I'll make you regret not paying enough health insurance this year!"

Stopping his actions, Zhou Yi frowned at this sudden intruder and said somewhat irritably.

"Kid, are you sure you haven't watched too many gangster movies? If I were you, I'd better assess the situation before jumping in."

He could speak to this kid calmly partly because he was Xia Rui's classmate and partly because of Ororo and Jean Grey. After all, this was Ororo's school, and he didn't want to be blamed by them for bullying her students.

Otherwise, with his temper in school, anyone who dared to talk to him like that would be in the hospital. Yes, Zhou Yi wasn't a good boy in school. He was a true school bully, causing a lot of trouble over jealousy. During his high school and college years, basketball players and football quarterbacks were often on the receiving end of his actions. His arrogance and recklessness were at the top level.

The young man in front of him, however, didn't know that Zhou Yi was a veteran school bully. He was still stubbornly insisting that Zhou Yi put Xia Rui down, even pulling out a Zippo lighter.

Zhou Yi knew that the mutant school had all sorts of oddities, but he didn't know that Ororo's students included such a stubborn guy. These people are the favorites of the old and cunning, easy to deceive and use, and can be discarded after use without any psychological pressure. These silly guys don't even know how to socialize, understanding nothing but their own daydreams. Even if they were kicked away, no one would speak up for them.

Bored, Zhou Yi waved his hand, signaling the kid to leave. He had no energy to play the hero-saving-the-damsel game with him. Even the good mood from playing with his sister was ruined by this sudden intruder.

Xia Rui, who had recovered, also felt helpless about this classmate who suddenly jumped out.

"John, my business is none of your concern. Please don't suddenly appear in front of me, okay?"

Clearly, for Xia Rui, this guy was a very annoying presence, like a sticky piece of gum.

A young girl in her prime wouldn't care about the mental damage her words might cause to a boy who had a crush on her. Even if she knew, Xia Rui wouldn't care. She wasn't the type to tolerate her own pain for others. Under Zhou Yi's influence, she had her own pride. Soft and weak ideas didn't exist in her. She wasn't a pushover and had no reason to pay for others' emotions.

Hearing Xia Rui's words, the mutant boy named John blushed. He felt his self-esteem was severely hurt. Everyone has moments when they fantasize about being a hero, but some can see reality, while others can't. They live self-centered lives and can unjustly direct their anger and mistakes at anyone.

The young man in front of him was just like that. He blamed Zhou Yi for his own pain. This outsider made him lose face in front of the girl he loved, and the most ridiculous part was that the girl he loved was on that person's side.

This psychological trauma gave John an impulse, and this impulse led him to make a crazy move.

The lighter was lit, and a flame rose, reaching John's hand and growing larger, soon the size of a basketball. Seeing this, Zhou Yi understood. The young man in front of him was a mutant with the ability to control fire.

However, he looked somewhat pitiful. He seemed to only be able to control fire, not generate it. This alone doomed him to be a weakling. The power of fire comes from itself, and without being able to create powerful flames, only controlling small artificial flames, no matter how skilled, couldn't threaten truly powerful people.

So, Zhou Yi sighed deeply. He made a final attempt to persuade him.

"Kid, I'm giving you one last chance. Turn around and leave, and I'll pretend you never appeared." This mafia boss-like approach directly snapped the last fuse in John's brain.

He gritted his teeth and fiercely threw the flaming basketball. The scorching flames burned the air, making a crackling sound, and the basketball continued to grow as it moved. Soon, when the flaming basketball reached Zhou Yi, it was the size of an elephant's head.

Faced with this ball of fire, neither Zhou Yi nor Xia Rui wavered. It seemed to them that everything in front of them was just a silly circus performance. And that was pretty much the case.

To Zhou Yi, this ball of fire was meaningless. Even the mutant named John's ability was worthless in his eyes. Compared to playing with fire, he was far behind.

Raising a finger, the huge fireball seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, surging towards Zhou Yi's finger. No matter how John tried to control it, he couldn't stop it.

In the blink of an eye, the huge fireball was reduced to a small flame dancing on Zhou Yi's finger. Upon closer inspection, it was a truly dancing flame, the small core shaped into a girl's form, dancing gracefully on his finger.

This was the advanced ability of fire control, but the guy named John didn't see it. He was sweating, trying to light the lighter again, seemingly wanting to try a few more times. This kind of clueless person, Zhou Yi didn't even have the heart to teach.

So, he just flicked his finger. The flame instantly turned into a fierce beast, roaring as it pounced on the young man. For such an unperceptive person, giving him a lesson he would never forget was the best way.