He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics

As a Triad criminal, he recognized Los's black battle suit and cried out, "Help me! I'm a partner of your Vought Group!"

Los picked up a bullet from the ground.

With a flick of the finger, the bullet shot out at high speed as if from the muzzle, hitting the only surviving Triad criminal right between the eyebrows.

"Compared to her, you are even less human."

Los shook his head slightly and said to the Asian girl, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your tacit agreement."

He reached forward and ripped off the locked metal chain, quickly freeing the Asian girl from her restraints.

Kimiko looked down, staring blankly at the shattered chains scattered on the ground.

Los noticed that the other girl's hair was covered in dust and was about to brush some off when the Asian girl reacted instantly, her hair standing on end!

She hissed like a rabid wolfhound, swift and powerful, and lunged at Los with bared teeth and claws!

Los remained crouched in the same spot.

Under super vision, the Asian girl is shown in slow motion, frame by frame, at speeds several times faster than normal.

too slow.

Los extended two fingers held together.

The next instant, Kimiko stopped a meter away from Los, staring in astonishment at the fingers that were now pressed against her forehead.

His fingers were as hard as steel, and just two of them were enough to suppress his explosive power.

Los taught, "If I were you, I wouldn't attack someone who can break chains with their bare hands."

Kimiko took a step back and suddenly darted toward the door next to Los, trying to escape from there.

result.

In the blink of an eye, her forehead was once again touched by the finger of the young man in black combat clothes.

I haven't finished speaking yet.

Los said, "Leave here, lest you get caught by traffickers or the Vought Group."

Actually, the only place Kimiko can go now is the Black Robe Police Corps.

After all, with the police and the Vought Group searching for her, Kimiko, a stowaway and superhuman, had nowhere to go.

Upon hearing Los's reminder, Kimiko nodded obediently, a rare occurrence for her.

She was simply afraid; her keen instincts, similar to those of a wild beast, told her that this young man was far stronger than the terrorists she had encountered before.

Los stepped aside, allowing Kimiko to use her hands and feet to escape hastily from the basement.

He shook his head as he watched the disheveled yet pretty Asian girl, who resembled a little wolf.

Perhaps the Black Robe Police Force escaped too hastily and failed to rescue the other party.

Her abducted background and her feigned strength and pitiful demeanor reminded Ross of a puppy he used to have.

Take them in as dogs?

Los shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were even less like those of a normal human being.

Perhaps it is the gradual awakening of his superhuman strength that has made his physique resemble that of steel, coupled with his ever-growing superhuman power.

His superhuman vision allows him to see things in the outside world with unparalleled clarity, slowness, detail, and comprehensiveness.

Under the yellow sunlight, the natural strength of the Kryptonian genes caused a subtle change in Los's state of mind.

While feeling more confident, he also felt that the world was more beautiful than ever before.

Many things that once seemed impossible, such as traveling around the world, achieving world peace, and walking on the moon, now appear to be becoming more attainable.

Instead, it's within easy reach!

This will be his world.

I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and on earth!

Los shook his head, stopping his inner turmoil.

He murmured to himself, "Mr. John, perhaps I really am turning into a monster, or a god."

"Perhaps one day, we will be the ones who understand each other best under this starry sky."

I walked out of the underground grocery store.

The second-generation Black Lost encountered the locomotive that had been searching the vicinity.

The locomotive gritted his teeth and said, "We're too late! They've already escaped!"

Los nodded and said calmly, "In that case, let's go back."

"Go back?" The locomotive was stunned. "Go back to where?"

Los yawned and said matter-of-factly, "Go home and rest."

The locomotive was stunned, watching the second-generation black-clad man wave goodbye and head back to the apartment.

This mission was specially arranged by our motherland; it concerns a crucial strategic move by the other side's dictatorship of America and even the world!

Are we just going to give up investigating the mysterious group that's tripping us up behind the scenes?

The locomotive couldn't fathom where Los got his confidence from.

That afternoon.

When Ross returned to his apartment, he had a vial of glass medicine containing blue liquid in his hand.

This is the spoils that the Black Robe Inspection Team gave to the hacker Iron Man.

Los knew perfectly well that, having witnessed the power of his intelligence, Butcher was eager to use it to lure the hacker Iron Man into the game.

Unfortunately, there was a whole drawer full of Compound V in the underground base of Gododkin University.

Los looked at the compound reagent number five in his hand, wondering how to satisfy both his countrymen and the butcher this time.

While stirring up the waters of New York, it consolidated its position among the two forces and bought itself enough time to develop.

Soon, Los had an idea.

He texted Kate to bring over the latest products from the school's underground laboratory.

The sky darkened.

A brand-new black Maybach pulled up in front of the apartment. Kate, wearing a pencil skirt suit and carrying a briefcase, got out of the driver's seat.

Kate begged Los to buy this Maybach sports car after she saw the one Jordan was driving.

Los could sense that Kate didn't actually like sports cars; she just needed him to invest in her so that Kate would stay by her side.

When Los can't invest much time and emotion, she needs Los to invest the money he has no shortage of. Kate is such a girl who understands men.

Los opened the door.

Kate leaned against the apartment door, her beautiful face made up with makeup, her hot figure with its prominent curves, and her long, flowing golden hair shining and fragrant.

She winked playfully and said, "I've brought what you wanted. A tip is required!"

Los took the briefcase and casually said, "Sure, is a few hundred million in tips enough?"

What are you saying?!

Kate's face was flushed, and she pretended not to understand. Her long, slender, fair legs swayed as she stepped into the apartment in high heels.

She gently stroked her flat stomach at her slender waist, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes holding a veiled, ambiguous look.

"It would take hundreds of millions to fill it up!"

042 Did the motherland win?

In the early morning, bright sunlight streamed onto the apartment balcony.

Second-floor bedroom.

Los woke up in bed and looked at Kate, who was wearing a shirt and had a curvaceous figure, resting her head on his arm.

Kate had already woken up and was staring at him intently with wide eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Los asked curiously.

"Your skin and figure are getting better and better."

Kate sighed, a little dejected, "I was in school, and I was always controlling my diet, going to bed early and waking up early, and I even practiced dance and yoga, but I still couldn't keep up with you."

His delicate, supple, and flawless skin, coupled with his perfectly sculpted muscles that exude power, is like an ancient eagle sculpture brought to life.

Los smiled calmly. This was a problem at the genetic level, and there was no comparison.

However, after last night's experiment in bed, he discovered that he still had some desire for human women.

So, regardless of whether the future holds monsters or gods, at least I still have the desire to be human.

Just then, a faint sound came from outside the bedroom.

Kate was stunned. "Who's outside?"

Los glanced around briefly, instantly understanding the entire room, and casually remarked, "It might be the wind picking up, or perhaps it's the stray cats and dogs outside."

How could he not have thought of that?

That little guy does indeed have another place to go besides the Black Robe Police Team.

Kate got up and made breakfast in her apartment, using the recipe she had recently learned.

Los made her prepare three servings, explaining that she was still in her growth spurt and needed to eat enough for two people.

After breakfast, Kate drove back to school.

Gododkin University has now resumed normal classes, but Jordan is busy with matters related to the Steel Body Industry and is basically on leave from school.

Kate needs to be stationed at the school and experimental base.

After breakfast.

Los left an untouched breakfast on the table, put on a second clean set of imitation black combat gear, and left the apartment.

The next few days.

Los continues to team up with Locomotive to investigate the attack on the Triad's mysterious gang.

And then on the third day, late at night.

A warehouse factory in New York.

"Run! They're coming!"

The Butcher, the leader of the black-robed police force, looked tense and shouted at the newcomer Hughie beside him.

But before the two could escape through the warehouse door...

The next moment.

A blue figure sprinting at high speed appeared in front of the warehouse door as if teleported, blocking the Butcher and Hughie's path.

The locomotive adjusted its goggles, looking at the butcher and Hughie with a mocking expression.

"Run! Aren't you going to keep running?"

"The back door."

The butcher and Hughie exchanged a glance and turned to flee, but a black figure emerged from the darkness of the factory.

The opponent was tall and slender, covered in a steel fiber suit that fit him perfectly, and wearing a jet-black helmet.

'Black'!

With their paths blocked by the Super Seven, Butcher and Hughie remained remarkably calm.

The locomotive looked at the butcher and said excitedly, "Xuanse, he's the butcher! So he's the one who's been investigating Compound Five all along!"

If we could capture it and present it to our motherland, it would be an absolutely great achievement!

Hughie stared intently at the locomotive and couldn't help but ask, "Don't you recognize me?"

The locomotive looked at the furious Hughie in surprise, carefully examining him in the cold moonlight, and finally shook its head:

Who are you?