He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

Inside the cold and cluttered basement.

Upon hearing the voice, Mikiko slowly raised her head, her dark eyes shining through her disheveled hair, reflecting the figure of the young man in black battle armor.

The other person's voice was somewhat magnetic, with a reassuring gentleness.

However, during this time, Mikiko traveled from Asia to North America and encountered too much deception, so she no longer dared to trust others.

"Absolutely, absolutely cannot let go of it!"

Suddenly, a third party's voice rang out from the general store in the Triad hideout.

Black Los turned around and saw a shirtless giant lying in a pool of blood.

He looked in terror at the Asian girl chained up in the basement, and, lying on the floor, said:

"That thing is a monster, not a human. If you let it go, we'll all die!"

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

Los picked up a bullet from the ground.

With a flick of the finger, the bullet shot out at high speed as if from a gun barrel, striking the sole 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 that as a yes."

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

Mikiko looked down, staring blankly at the broken chains scattered on the ground.

When Ross saw that the other girl's hair was covered in dust, he was about to brush some off when the Asian girl reacted instantly, her hair standing on end!

She hissed like a mad wolfhound, swift and powerful, and pounced on Los with bared teeth and claws!

Los remained crouched in the same spot.

Under super vision, the Asian girl is shown moving at several times the speed of an average person, in slow motion, frame by frame.

too slow.

Los extended two fingers held together.

The next instant, Mikiko 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."

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

result.

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

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Los said, "Get out of here, and don't get caught by human traffickers or the Vought Group again."

Actually, the only place Mikiko can go now is the Boys.

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

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

She was purely afraid; her instincts, as sharp as those of a wild beast, told her that this young man was far more powerful than the terrorists she had encountered before.

Los made way for Mikiko, who still managed to escape from the basement using both hands and feet.

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

Perhaps the Black Robe Guard fled in such a hurry that they failed to rescue the other party.

Her abduction and forced, 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's the superhuman power that's gradually awakening, but now his physique is approaching that of steel, coupled with his ever-growing super strength.

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

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

He felt more confident and 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, are beginning to appear more attainable.

It's not just within reach!

This will be his world.

I am the only one who reigns supreme, above and below the heavens!

Los shook his head, stopping his own wild thoughts.

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 its 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 paused, "Go back where?"

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

The train engine was stunned as it watched the second-generation Xuanse walk back to the apartment with his hands behind his head.

This mission was specially arranged by the Homelander, and 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 sabotaging us behind the scenes?

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

That afternoon.

Los returned to the apartment with a vial of glass containing a blue liquid in his hand.

This is precisely the loot that the Boys gave to the hacker Iron Man.

Los knew perfectly well that after witnessing the power of his intelligence, Butcher was eager to use it to recruit the hacker Iron Man into the game.

Unfortunately, there's a whole drawer full of Compound V in Godotkin University's underground base.

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

While stirring up trouble in New York, he consolidated his position among the two factions and gained enough time to develop.

Soon, Los had an idea.

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

The sky darkened.

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

This Maybach sports car was bought by Los after Kate saw the sports car Jordan was driving, and she begged him to buy it for her.

Los could sense that Kate didn't actually like sports cars; she just needed Los to invest in her in order to keep her by his side.

When Los can't invest much time and emotion, she needs Los to invest the most abundant money. Kate is such a girl who understands men.

Los opened the door.

Kate leaned against the apartment door, her face, made up, looked incredibly delicate, her hot figure was curvaceous, and every strand of her long, golden hair shone with light and fragrance.

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

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

"What are you talking about?!"

Kate's face flushed, and she pretended not to understand as she strode into the apartment with her long, slender, fair legs in high heels.

She gently stroked her flat stomach at her slender waist, her eyelashes fluttering, her eyes filled with an ambiguous, almost dreamlike quality.

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