From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

"Hey, he can't run anymore."

The gang leader looked mockingly at Eto Ken, who was lying paralyzed on the ground, and at Beryl, who was almost paralyzed with fear.

"So what if you can run?"

Another person scoffed, "That's Mr. Mark's clubhouse inside; he's doomed if he tries to escape there!"

Those bastards.

As the group of thugs gradually approached, Kenjiro Eto quietly placed his hand on his gun.

There should be three or four bullets left; I can take a few with me before I die.

Soon, a burly thug stepped out from the crowd, holding a machete, his face contorted with rage and rage.

With his body completely limp, Eto Ken watched helplessly as he was grabbed by the hair and lifted up, the gleaming cleaver blinding him.

"puff!"

A flash of light appeared before his eyes, and a splash of bright red filled Eto Ken's vision.

He stared in disbelief at the sharp knife plunged into the burly man's neck.

In an instant, the ferocity on the man's face froze, quickly turning into disbelief. He opened his mouth wide, struggling to breathe, while a terrifying "hoarse" sound came from his throat.

With a loosening of his grip, Kenjiro Eto fell to the ground again.

He struggled to lift his head, and in his blurry vision, a strong figure appeared.

Eto Ken stared in surprise, wanting to scream, but no sound came out.

A strong figure, a black hood.

His dark coat was almost torn to shreds by bullets, but he seemed to be completely unharmed.

At that moment, Takeshi Eto's mind almost exploded.

He couldn't believe that the legendary superhero was actually standing in front of him.

Just two days ago, he was complaining to his colleagues that Mr. Will was keeping him busy with an almost impossible case.

Carrying something, Ye Xiao stepped over the still-bleeding corpses and approached the thugs.

By the light of the blazing fire.

The bandits were astonished to discover that the person being dragged was none other than Mr. Mark, the leader of the camp!

The once dignified man now looked as disheveled as a beggar, his eyes wide with anger.

"You bastard! I'm Mark from the concentration camp! How dare you treat me like this!"

The near-death humiliation drove Mark to hysteria, his whole body trembling.

He struggled to stand up.

But a sudden, heavy kick from behind sent him sprawling to the ground like a stinking dog.

"You're about to die, can't you behave yourself?"

"hateful!"

Hearing the sound of bullets being loaded behind him, Mark was both frightened and furious.

"Kill him! I'll give you money! Women! Drugs!"

"Kill him, and I can grant you all your wishes!"

Hearing Mark's fierce roar, the surrounding bandits were all stunned, unable to believe the scene before them.

This is Mr. Mark, who dominates the entire camp and even most of the underground business in Washington state.

At this moment, they were like livestock waiting to be slaughtered, helplessly trampled on the ground.

Wealth and resentment fueled the ambition of many gangsters who had fallen under the influence of drugs.

Many people had coveted this place before, including several police officers.

But they all died from their drought.

This is their territory, their paradise.

No one is allowed to disturb them.

"For Mr. Mark! Kill him..."

A thug raised his gun and shouted.

But before he could finish a complete sentence, his head exploded like a firework from a high-caliber pistol bullet.

Under Eto Ken's astonished gaze.

Ye Xiao raised his pistol and confronted the group of thugs without fear.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die. I'll give you ten seconds to disappear from my sight."

After saying that, Ye Xiao raised his hand and fired another shot, blowing up the thug closest to him.

"What are you afraid of! There are too many of us, he can't kill us!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Stimulated by the drugs, the crowd became even more frenzied, with many even drawing their guns and exchanging fire with Ye Xiao.

Seeing this, Kenichi Eto scrambled into the clubhouse, listening with terror to the continuous gunshots outside.

That's incredibly arrogant!

Kenjiro Eto couldn't believe that he would ever see someone dare to fight a group of people with guns like that!

He'd be riddled with bullets, wouldn't he?

However, the gunfire soon became sparser.

Unable to contain his confusion, Kenjiro Eto ventured out, only to find the mysterious superhero still standing right in front of him.

Those bullets seemed to have no effect on him at all.

Meanwhile, the opposite side was already littered with corpses!

"Time is running out."

Ye Xiao calmly began counting down, stepping on the struggling Mark with one foot while casually firing at the increasingly panicked crowd.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

I watched as more than ten people were shot in the head.

Even the most frenzied thugs began to feel fear and unease.

This enemy seems to be different from the previous ones.

No, they even suspected that they had encountered not a human, but a god or a demon.

Because no one can withstand dozens of bullets with their bare body.

Then he casually shot more than a dozen people in the head!

The continuous gunfire, the falling corpses, and the low countdown completely shattered the psychological defenses of these bandits.

Panic and fear spread like wildfire, becoming completely uncontrollable.

Under Mark's fearful gaze.

These bandits, whom he considered his last resort, scattered and fled like a frightened herd of deer, quickly disappearing from sight and leaving only a pile of corpses.

A surge of intense despair welled up within him, causing this notorious Washington state gang leader to gradually begin to crumble.

"No, no, it can't be like that."

"This must be a hallucination, this must be a hallucination!"

Even as death approached, Mark remained defiant, even roaring and screaming, "Who are you?! Answer me!"

"I am the person you have been looking for all along."

Ye Xiao lowered his voice, and his hoarse voice was even more frightening in the darkness.

At that moment, Mark's scalp began to tingle, and he couldn't help but think.

Did McCann and his men hear the same sounds before they died?

But before Mark could figure it out, his consciousness suddenly cut off.

The fire began to spread, gradually engulfing the entire camp.

With Will's help, Kenjiro Eto escaped with Beryl.

A Dodge charger suddenly drove out of the grove of trees outside the camp and stopped in front of them.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ye Xiao sat in the driver's seat and glanced at the injured Eto Ken.

"Didn't I distract those bandits for you? How come they still caught up with you?"

"Feel sorry."

Eto Ken sat in the back row, looking somewhat dazed, but his eyes sparkled with a brilliant light.

"Mr. Ye, it was my mistake just now, but you probably won't believe what I saw!"

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Will frowned and quickly turned around to look behind him.

"Wait, Ken, did you see Seattle Superman too?"

"certainly!"

Kenichi Eto nodded excitedly: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't believe you before, but now I truly believe you! He really does exist!"

"Wait, that's not what I meant."

Will's expression turned serious.

Are you really sure you saw him?

"Of course, it's definitely him, I can't be wrong."

Seeing that Kenjiro Eto was so certain, Will's expression became even more unpleasant.

"If you saw Seattle Superman up there, then who died in the basement?"