"I told you, this is no place for kids, and if you don't understand, I'm going to make you put it in your head. You don't belong here." Gustav began stomping on Lincoln's head over and over again. But as soon as he raised his foot for another stomp, Lincoln took the opportunity to propel himself with his hands and deliver a double upward kick to Gustav's jaw, breaking another part of the suit in the process, leaving his right side and arm now intact. As well as his bare chest and head. Gustave staggered slightly and almost fell. 'Damn, that kick was stronger than I expected.'
Lincoln gets up with difficulty. He had a black, swollen eye, bleeding from his forehead and nose, as well as a mouth bleed from his cracked lower lip. "Are you saying I don't belong here? I'll show you otherwise." Lincoln lunges at Gustave, followed by a hook to the jaw. A direct blow to the nose breaks it further, but the painless man grabs Lincoln's wrists, twists them, and makes Lincoln kneel.
"How many times do I have to tell you? You don't belong here!" Gustave hits Lincoln with full force, and their foreheads collide. They both froze for a second when Gustave broke away and began to stagger, looking dizzy and no longer able to maintain his balance. "What was that?"
Lincoln got up; he had a gash on his forehead dripping with blood that stained his torso, but he was still standing. "Now it's my turn to show you that you're wrong." Lincoln kicks Gustave in the stomach, followed by another kick and a left hook to the jaw, and finishing with a roundhouse kick that spins Gustave, twisting his neck.
The boy painlessly discovered the man's weakness. Maybe he couldn't make him lose stamina—not through pain but through the force of his blows. The last headbutt Gustavus gave Lincoln caused his brain to collide with the walls of his skull due to the hardness of Lincoln's bones. The constant blows to the head he received from the albino made his dizzy brain faint the moment Lincoln kicked him. Gustave landed headfirst on the concrete, breaking his neck in the process.
The referee approached Gustave and confirmed his defeat. "The fight is over! Winner: Lincoln Loud!"
The president of Electronic Eye Company was banging his head against a pole because he lost millions of dollars when his company was not selected.
While Gustave was being carried away on a stretcher, Lincoln approached the professor to receive his payment, but not before cleaning up the blood with some of the baths that were in place.
"Well done, Lincoln. With this, we have reached unprecedented numbers in industries."
Lincoln didn't answer. He extended his hand toward the professor. "My payment"
"Hahahaha, straight to the point as always. I like this attitude. Take it."
Lincoln received something in his hands, but it wasn't an envelope. It was smaller, flatter, and harder. "What is this?"
"Your credit card. This is your fourth win, if we count your surprise battle. So you are entitled to a card. I have already opened a bank account in your name, and don't worry, only I know your personal information. With this, you can withdraw money from any ATM in any bank."
"How much money did I win in this fight?"
"About 100 thousand"
"It was worth it. HAHAHAHAHAHA". Lincoln stopped laughing and held the side of his body that hurt him.
"I see you're already starting to feel the hits. Here, use this ointment." He hands him a vial of the healing ointment. Lincoln takes the bottle and starts rubbing the cream over all the beaten parts. "You'll have to wait until we sell it, and obviously you'll have to keep your parents from seeing the wounds and asking questions." Before he finished speaking, Venomous watched as the boy's cuts and bruises healed.
"Wow, Professor, this ointment is a miracle. You have a goldmine in this little jar."
Venom was shocked. He couldn't believe what he just saw. Lincoln puts on his usual clothes and goes to the elevator, leaving Venom thoughtful. "The Hunguemto uses stem cells to heal wounds, but their working time is twenty-four hours. But it was only twenty-four seconds for him. What the hell is this kid?" Venom walked to the battlefield and took out a swab, collecting a little of Lincoln's blood and then keeping it in a test tube.
Lincoln returned to the top of the spa, only to be greeted by the sounds of pandemonium.
People are screaming for a huge wave coming from the pool where Lynn was surfing on the massage bed; Lana and Lily attack Lucy and Lola with mud balls taken from the mud baths, infecting some spa clients with them; people are escaping a cloud of green vapor from one of Lisa's experiments; and the loud sound of rock shakes the building's foundations through the speakers. He already knew that chaos had a name; in fact, it had nine names.
Lincoln heard someone clear his throat behind him. It was the manager of the Wither Pearl Therma Pool.
They were blocked out. The Loud family was strangely silent; the sisters and parents had embarrassed expressions, while Myrtle and Albert had a feeling of unease due to the tension of the moment, the tension created by Lincoln, who had his arms crossed and a stern expression on his face.
Lori broke the silence.
"Uh...Lincoln...we" Before she could finish, Lori was silenced by Lincoln, who raised his finger as a sign that he wanted her to shut up. Lincoln suppressed anger so intensely that his body trembled.
"Lori... just... don't talk. Actually, I'd really like to spend some time without any of you talking to me... Especially you guys," Lincoln said, pointing to his right.
"Uh...Lincoln. You're targeting us," Albert said.
"SHIT! I'm so angry that I don't know where everyone is. I mean you." This time he pointed to his left, pointing at Luna and Lynn.
Rita and Mr. Loud couldn't believe their son used words like that, but based on what had just happened, he was within his rights.