After school, Roy spent some time practicing boxing at the boxing club.
Unfortunately, Oak High didn't have a shooting club, so Roy had nowhere to practice his shooting.
And even if Roy wanted the principal to start such a club, it wouldn't happen because the qualifications wouldn't be approved.
In America, only military high schools have shooting clubs; regular high schools aren't eligible.
After all, high school shootings are frequent in America. If regular high schools had shooting clubs, wouldn't that just lead to a real-life battle royale?
Jennifer and Needy were both "going home club" students, meaning they didn't participate in any after-school activities. They would wait for Roy while he practiced, doing their homework.
Once Roy finished his boxing practice, he would drive the two girls home.
"Excellent, very good! Roy, you're maintaining your condition very well. Keep it up, and you'll definitely win the Cowboy Cup!"
Coach Lambert gave Roy his daily praise.
Roy shrugged.
"The Cowboy Cup? Isn't that already in my pocket?"
With Roy's current freakish physical abilities, how could he possibly lose in a high school-level amateur boxing competition?
Hearing this, Lambert's expression turned serious.
"Roy, you absolutely cannot be careless at this point! You still have three matches to go before you get that damn championship trophy! I know many excellent boxers who have lost sure-win matches due to unexpected events. Sometimes opponents cheat, and sometimes the boxers themselves are just careless!"
Lambert made a good point, and Roy put away his playful smile.
"You're right, Coach. I'll be careful."
Lambert nodded in satisfaction.
"Roy, you are the most outstanding boxer I've ever discovered. I really hope you can go far in your boxing career!"
The more successful Roy became, the more successful Lambert, the coach who discovered him, would be. The two were tied together on the path of boxing.
Lambert patted Roy on the shoulder and then looked at the two girls sitting in the distance.
"Alright, that's it for today's training. Remember to watch your diet, and be moderate with those... activities!"
Lambert said this every day, and Roy was tired of hearing it.
In reality, since Roy's "first blood" with Jennifer, the two hadn't had any more intimate encounters because Jennifer had been staying at Needy's house during this time. The two were practically inseparable, and Roy had no chance to be alone with Jennifer.
An excellent "sea king" (a slang term for someone who juggles multiple romantic interests) must be patient.
Roy was very patient, which was why he could maintain his current delicate relationship with Jennifer and Needy.
"I know!"
Roy waved his hand and then put his arms around Jennifer and Needy's shoulders as he left the boxing club.
The other students in the boxing club watched Roy's departing figure with envy. A former cheerleading captain and a top female student, and he was with both of them without any dramatic showdown – it was unbelievable.
After dropping Jennifer and Needy off at home, Roy noticed that his car was low on gas, so he drove to a gas station outside of town to refuel.
While he was filling up, a van from out of town also pulled up to get gas. Five young people, three men and two women, got out of the van.
One of the women, perhaps finding Roy attractive, walked over to him, half flirting and half asking for directions.
"Excuse me, sir. Do you know where Sawyer Manor is?"
Roy was focused on the gas pump and hadn't seen what the person looked like.
"Sawyer Manor? I haven't heard of that place."
"How could that be? The letter my lawyer sent me said Sawyer Manor was in Falls Town! Sir, is this Falls Town?"
At this moment, Roy finally finished refueling. After putting the gas nozzle back, he saw the person's face, and he was stunned.
Black curly hair, blue eyes, an innocent face, and a pair of eye-catching, massive airbags.
Damn, wasn't this Alexandra Daddario?
Roy had a strong impression of this actress, mainly because of those big assets, which were truly shocking.
"Small frame, big results" was the best way to describe Alexandra Daddario.
However, this actress had starred in many horror movies or horror-themed American dramas, and Roy wasn't sure which work this Alexandra Daddario was from.
"This is indeed Falls Town, and I'm a local, but I really haven't heard of the name Sawyer Manor. Ma'am, are you sure the name of the manor is correct?"
The woman hesitated for a moment, seeming a little unsure.
At this moment, a man walked quickly over from a distance, looking at Roy warily.
"Heather, I just asked the gas station owner, and he said he doesn't know Sawyer Manor."
Roy could see a strong sense of hostility in the man's eyes, which surprised him.
Generally speaking, when a man inexplicably becomes hostile towards a strange man, it's usually because of a woman.
Heather's face showed a worried expression.
"What are we going to do? We don't have much money left for the road!"
"It's okay, ma'am. I know the local police very well. Maybe I can take you to the police station to ask."
Roy was very enthusiastic about helping, which made the man look at him with even more displeasure. He directly squeezed between Roy and Heather, wanting to separate them.
"Excuse me! Excuse me!"
"Ryan, what are you doing!"
"I just happened to want to walk past."
What a low-level way to squeeze out a love rival. It did fit Roy's stereotype of american people, though.
At this point, Roy had already figured out that the man named Ryan was pursuing Heather. What a toad trying to eat swan meat.
"I should probably call the lawyer first and ask about the situation."
After thinking for a moment, Heather decided to try calling first.
In this era, you couldn't use cell phones within the gas station area, so Heather took out her phone and walked across the street to make the call.
Seeing Heather walk away, Roy walked up to Ryan with a smile and said a sentence.
"Loser, if you dared to push me again, you would definitely get punch!"
Ryan looked at Roy in shock.
"Fuck! How dare you say that word!"
Roy still maintained a warm smile on his face.
"This is Texas. Why wouldn't I dare to say that word? On the other hand, you, a Loser, dare to come to Texas. Are you trying to follow in your ancestors' footsteps and experience the feeling of picking cotton?"
Ryan was panting heavily, clearly very angry at Roy's words. Then, he couldn't hold back and threw a punch at Roy.
Roy easily dodged Ryan's attack and didn't immediately retaliate, continuing to use the word "Loser" to provoke him.
Heather, across the street, saw Ryan's action and quickly ran over to stop him.
"Stop it! Ryan, you can't hit people!"
At this point, Ryan was completely enraged. He pushed Heather aside, his mind filled with the desire to punch Roy hard.
"Ouch!"
Heather lost her balance and fell to the ground from the push.
Roy saw that the time was right. He used a V-shaped sway to dodge Ryan's combination punches and then landed a punch on Ryan's stomach.
Ryan vomited on the spot!
Heather Sawyer (Alexandra Daddario)
(End of this chapter)