Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 482 Beastly Battle
There is no telepathy between superpowered individuals, but every superpowered individual has been registered with Vought International without exception.

The Invisible Man was certainly not so confident as to believe that he had seen and memorized every superhuman file in the Vought International, but he could say with certainty that any superhuman with sufficient ability must have already joined the Vought International, and the remaining superhumans scattered among the general public were basically under Vought's surveillance.

In fact, so far, apart from Superman, he has not seen any other superhuman in the world who dares to defy Vought.

Therefore, his imagination of this "mysterious organization" was that he could see a few familiar faces from the Vought Corporation, the more capable ones – it's the same logic, the capable ones are all under Vought's surveillance, and they are basically all famous, while the incapable ones would not dare to go against Vought.

But judging from the current situation, even though he has been exposed for so long, no third face has appeared in this small basement, and there doesn't seem to be any hidden door or mechanism.

He felt a mixture of relief and confusion.

Fortunately, of the two people in front of them, Ma Zhaodi was someone the Vought Corporation had already investigated, and he was definitely not a superhuman; while Butcher's first reaction was to directly raise his gun to attack, indicating that this was his most effective emergency killing method.

If it were a normal superhuman, he would probably instinctively use his superpowers to attack.

What puzzled him was that he didn't know when Ma Zhaodi had discovered him, or why he had chosen to drag him out of the basement. The other party didn't seem to be a fool; he should know very well that there was no way to restrain him on the field, and the basement, being a closed environment, offered no room to maneuver. The stairs leading to the first floor were right behind him, and they had nowhere to escape.

But he already had a huge advantage, and in this situation, it seemed that neither of them had any chance of turning the tide—he had clearly heard in the bar that Superman had gone up to the sky to chase Homelander, and given the distance, he didn't believe that Superman could find this place.

"I don't know how you found me." The blobs of air stained with iodine finally materialized, revealing the transparent figure: "But you really shouldn't have attacked at this time—or rather, did you really think that my only ability was invisibility, and that a few bullets would be enough to take me down?"

“Not really,” Ma Zhaodi replied. “You’ve described your ability as rearranging the structure of your skin. Based on this principle, you can become invisible, bulletproof, and perhaps even fireproof and acidproof. There are many superheroes in Vought International, but among the Seven, Homelander is probably the only one whose shell is harder than yours.”

The invisible man laughed: "In that case, are you planning to give up resisting?"

“But all you have is tough skin, isn’t it?” Ma Zhaodi retorted. “The rest is just your superhuman physical abilities.”

"Oh, that's enough for me to crush two ordinary people like you—but don't worry, I won't kill you."

The Invisible Man glanced at the basement stairs behind him, making sure no one was coming: "I'll get all the secrets about Superman and Wot from you before I send you on your way."

"Damn it, you bastard, don't you ever check if there's a tail behind you when you walk?"

With a ferocious expression, the butcher tucked his pistol back into his waistband and pulled out a crowbar. Since firearms were useless, he could only try to fight to the death with melee weapons.

“I was aware of it,” Ma Zhaodi replied. “I knew from the beginning that I was being followed by the Invisible Man, which is why I came to find you.”

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After a moment, the butcher finally understood what Ma Zhaodi meant: "Ma Zhaodi, you scoundrel, you schemed against me?"

“Free things are always the most expensive. There’s an old saying in our area: ‘You can’t teach someone by just one lesson, but you can learn something by doing it once.’” Ma Zhaodi gave the butcher a friendly smile. “This is my second payment plan. From now on, you are seen by the Invisible Man. You only have two options: one is to work for me and crush the Vought Corporation to dust; the other is to be hunted down by the Vought Corporation to death.”

"Go to hell!"

"Hey, you'd better think this through. My conditions are only optimal the first time." For the first time in his life, this fearless butcher experienced what "the devil's whisper" meant. Looking at Ma Zhaodi's smiling face, he couldn't bring himself to utter any more curses.

Clearly, no matter how much someone forgets what they've been beaten, they can't withstand the pain of being beaten twice in two days. The butcher is now really feeling like he's been taken advantage of.

"Aren't you guys being a little too relaxed?"

When the transparent voice reached his ears, the butcher already felt a gust of wind rushing towards him.

when!
The crowbar struck the transparent man's skin, producing a crisp sound like metal striking stone, and even sparks flew.

"You're a little weak."

boom!
The Invisible Man punched the Butcher in the stomach with a backhand. The punch, which carried a strong wind, had superhuman strength and made the Butcher vomit blood with just one blow.

The butcher blocked the invisible man's fist with his backhand. The power that his burly mortal body unleashed was enough to hold him off for two or three seconds. He then headbutted the man, drawing blood from his forehead.

The transparent man's head was buzzing. He was held captive for several seconds. When he came to his senses, he found that the butcher was pressing him down and punching him in the face.

So he began to retaliate in the most direct way.

The two men were tearing at each other with their fists like two wild beasts, without any strategy or pattern. Blood splattered, covering their faces and chests, but it was mostly the butcher's blood—the little bit of blood the transparent man shed was just from a tooth that had been accidentally knocked loose when he opened his mouth.

Even so, the butcher's face still wore a cruel, sinister smile.

"They truly deserve the name of thugs."

boom!
Ma Zhaodi's words had barely faded when the Invisible Man punched the Butcher to the ground. Clearly, the Butcher's ferocity couldn't overcome his physical disadvantage; the Invisible Man's skin was truly tough, and his blood was truly thick.

This is the crushing power of superpowered individuals over ordinary people.

"And what about you? Aren't you going to help him?"

A transparent man with a face covered in blood walked step by step toward Ma Zhaodi. His expression was gloomy and ferocious, exuding a fierce aura. He had been watching Ma Zhaodi's movements, but Ma Zhaodi never came forward to help, which made him extremely uneasy.

"From my experience working with butchers, I've noticed a pattern: they only cooperate properly after you've beaten them up first."

As Ma Zhaodi walked toward the invisible man, he took off his shirt, revealing a muscular physique: "So today I'm going to change my style."

"I need to see him beaten to the ground first, and then I'll break all your bones."

(End of this chapter)