32 - Modified Ammunition

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Big Daddy immediately turned around and saw Derrick pointing a gun at his head.

'He fired that shot?' Big Daddy was shocked. Although he couldn't believe it, the situation was right in front of his eyes. Someone shot and intercepted his bullet but what was more shocking was that the other person was behind him all the time.

"Big Daddy!"

Seeing Daddy being pointed at the head, the young girl hurried over.

The young girl, who appeared to be only about 11 years old, stood a short distance away from him. Despite facing him with a gun in his hand, she displayed no fear on her face. Instead, she exuded an aura of ferocity and fearlessness that belied her young age.

She regarded Derrick as an enemy and assumed a combat-ready posture to face Derrick head-on.

"Mindy! Stand behind me!"

Big Daddy stopped her, stretched out his hand to protect her and then used his body to block the muzzle of the gun.

He stared at Derrick intently, "Who are you and what do you want?"

Seeing this situation, Derrick frowned.

'Wasn't I brave trying to protect her? How did I become the bad one here?'

Derrick then looked at Big Daddy and Mindy and suddenly noticed that Mindy was wearing a small body armour as if she had known in advance that she would be shot and took some measures to defend herself.

"Is the relation between you two that of a father and daughter?"

Big Daddy nodded with an ugly face, holding the pistol tightly in his right hand but he didn't dare to lift it up. This person in front of him gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He felt as if the muzzle of the gun was locked in on his head. No matter how he tried to avoid it, he couldn't escape.

The most important thing was that Mindy was right behind him. He couldn't gamble with Mindy's safety.

"Well, it looks like there was a misunderstanding."

Under the watchful eyes of the two, Derrick put down his pistol and said, "I saw you shoot this little girl so, I thought that you were some kind of perverted serial killer… though you do look quite like one..."

There was no longer a threat of the gun as Big Daddy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he heard Derrick's last sentence, his eyelids couldn't help twitching a few times. 'Why did he start to give me emotional damage?'

Derrick asked curiously, "So what are you two doing?"

"We were training!"

Before big daddy could open his mouth, Mindy replied in a childish voice while looking at Derrick with glowing eyes, "How did you do that just now, intercepting bullets with bullets? Oh my god, this is so cool. You aren't a superhero like those guys in the comics, are you!?"

Derrick cheerfully replied, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

"Yesss!"

"Ahem!" Big Daddy coughed and interrupted their conversation.

He grabbed Mindy's little hand and said to Derrick, "Sorry, we still have things to do. My daughter and I won't bother you."

Big Daddy then led Mindy away from the scene quickly.

Derrick didn't stop them because he had already guessed the identities of these two people.

Hit Girl and Big Daddy from Kick-Ass.

Big daddy was an anti-hero like Punisher. He was also a ruthless person who never left a criminal alive.

Don't be fooled by Mindy's cuteness either. She might be an innocent child now but, she grows up to be a bloody and violent person too and, all of its credit goes to her father's skilful upbringing.

Her training was comparable to the iron-blooded training of Sparta.

After the two left, Derrick put away his pistol, hummed a little song and walked home leisurely.

…

In the next few days, Derrick made some new things.

Although the two pistols had been very smooth in use, Derrick still felt that they were far from being the best.

After all, the world he lives in is that of Marvel, a world full of disasters. Ordinary pistols might not be able to kill some enemies… or maybe most of them.

Originally, Derrick planned to try to modify a sniper rifle or even a bazooka.

But, when he found their prices, he understood that they were not something he, a poor man, could afford.

Ever since then, Derrick changed his way of thinking...

Since he couldn't afford to play around with firearms, he decided not to modify them.

You know, the way to improve one's strength was not just to modify firearms.

Other lethal weapons such as grenades, or flashbangs can enhance one's combat effectiveness too. Derrick might not have enough money for high-level firearms and weapons but he could still afford ammunition and some grenades.

Then Derrick tried to modify his ammunition instead of his guns and, it turned out to be a great success!

Derrick was very excited when he discovered this.

He thought about Hawkeye from Avengers. He was proficient in archery and had no superpower so, how could he become an Avenger?

Well, nepotism by Nick Fury could not be ruled out.

But, anyhow, it was undeniable that Hawkeye's arrows with different effects, combined with his archery, were very useful.

Thinking of this, Derrick was suddenly inspired and started to modify the ammunition.

His first idea was to increase the power of a grenade.

As far as Derrick knew, there were only a few people who could withstand the damage done by a grenade and those kinds of people were very strong.

Therefore, in order to fight them, Derrick's modification of grenades had only one goal.

If he couldn't kill the opponent with a grenade, he has to reduce their combat power and ability.

For example, he could put a lot of chilli into the smoke bomb, and change the white flash of the flashbang into several colourful lights...

Although most of those things may hurt him during combat, Derrick had the Self-healing Ability. It was easy to know who could have the last laugh.

Looking at the gunpowder spread all over his room, Derrick shook his head.

"It feels like this is not enough and my money is almost finished. It seems that I have to find Weasel for another commission..."

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E/N: Have a good day/night then.