American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 242 Hello, Robbery

1992 years.

London, England.

On the streets, you can see gentlemen in suits and beggars in tattered clothes everywhere.

The rich wear smiles, while the poor look haggard.

After all, you can't expect someone who's starving to always be smiling.

The warm summer sun shines on people's faces, giving them a cozy feeling.

For Muggles, the best way to pass the time is to stroll around the streets of London after a hearty meal and drinks.

But the scene is quite different in a dark alleyway just a wall away from London's main street, where crowds gather.

At the entrance to the crowded alley, a sign covered in rusty, decaying iron hangs on the wall, swaying in the wind whenever it blows.

"Pat, pat."

The metal plate struck the wall with a crisp clanging sound.

"Da da".

Walking along the brick and stone street, a tall figure draped in a black robe walked through a dimly lit alley.

Enduring the stench of decay, we walked through the muddy alleyways.

Beneath the black robe was a golden mask, and beneath the mask were a pair of deep blue eyes.

Those eyes swept across the surrounding alleyways.

There are shriveled frogs and creatures covered in slimy, sticky worms for sale.

Shoes got muddy from stepping on the potholes.

The people here are all dressed in black cloaks, practically screaming "I'm not a good person!"

Each person sells different items at their stall.

There are mysterious and strange metal objects.

There are also all sorts of strange creatures.

A roaring three-headed lion.

A platypus-like pet trembling in a cage.

Everything looked like a cruel trafficking market.

Perhaps, if someone offers a high price, someone might risk assassinating the Minister of Magic.

Unlike ordinary vendors, the people here are taciturn. Whenever someone passes by a stall, they are stared at by this group of people, as if they will swarm and snatch everything from that person at any moment.

Greed is their defining characteristic.

Gino walks through Knockturn Alley, the famous alleyway in the world of Harry Potter.

To be honest, it wasn't easy for me to enter this world.

First, he fought a fierce battle with the guardian god of this world, but unfortunately the god here was too weak. Gino knelt down crying and expressing his submission after only a few blows.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Compared to the DC universe, where every crisis is a cosmic catastrophe, the magical world has only experienced two catastrophes in hundreds of years.

Their abilities are not on the same level, so there is no need to compare them.

In short, Gino can now move freely in and out of this world, and also has the authority to access the magical energy of this universe.

Simply put, he is the god of this world.

Watching the crowds come and go, the boy walked with light steps and a relaxed posture.

It looked as relaxed and pleasant as a picnic.

This unusual scene naturally attracted the attention of many people.

What kind of people can stay in the upside-down alley?

Outlaw madman, fallen nobleman.

Everyone here has their own untold story.

Everyone has their own secrets and sins.

Therefore, when a seemingly innocent guy appeared in this alley of sin, he quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Between pieces of trash, a single glance is enough for them to understand each other's thoughts.

Soon, after the boy entered a narrow alley, three or four men in black robes immediately followed him inside.

These three men were notorious in Knockout Alley, often robbing the weak to make a living.

As they stepped into the alleyway filled with sewage, they saw the young man in the gold mask they had met earlier leisurely leaning against a relatively clean wall.

"Tell me, why are you following me? Are you planning to rob me?"

The boy spoke first, turning to look at the group of people at the entrance of the alley.

A group of people stood with their shoulders tense, gripping various magic wands tightly in their hands. They stared suspiciously at the blond young man, wondering if he was an Auror, a spy sent by the Ministry of Magic.

but,

Looking at the boy's empty hands, his tense body relaxed. Even a top-tier Auror is just a piece of trash without a wand.

"Hey kid, you're new to Knockover Alley, aren't you?" the sleazy, tall guy said first.

"We're giving you a chance: hand over all your wealth, and we'll spare your life."

Another slender man chimed in.

It's safe to say they're repeat offenders who've worked together many times; their teamwork is impeccable.

"Robbery?"

The blond youth leaning against the wall seemed to have heard something. A ridiculous joke. He couldn't help but shake his head with a laugh, fiddling with his hands.

"What, you think you're so great? An Auror without a wand is no better than a dog, you know that?"

"A magic wand?"

As he listened to what the guys were saying, Gino's expression became increasingly strange.

He removed the golden mask, revealing a handsome face.

"Do you think I need those gadgets?"

Gino's expression was playful, his obviously overly young face full of mockery.

The gods of this universe have all submitted, but three ignorant fools are trying to rob him.

Well, ignorance is bliss.

However, Gino clearly didn't want to let these scumbags get away with it.

He slowly raised his hand.

The boy's arms swung.

A massive, inexplicable fear...

An immense fear.

Extremely, without warning, this group of people felt an immense sense of crisis.

The hair on his body stood on end, and his body trembled.

They were horrified to discover that they had lost control of their bodies.

Their bodies seemed to have a mind of their own, slowly raising their right hands that were tightly gripping the magic wands.

The tip of the magic wand was held horizontally, aimed at their temples.

Sweat, beads of sweat caused by fear, slid down their cheeks. The fear of being dominated and the dread of death made them deaf.

They saw the boy slightly open his mouth.

"Avada Kedavra eating a melon~"

"Buzz!"

A deep green sheen roared out of the wand, transforming into a green lightning bolt that struck the temple.

"Clatter".

The wand slipped from his hand, and three bodies, devoid of consciousness and soul, collapsed limply in the dark alley.

A few rays of sunlight streamed through the cracks in the alley and fell on the moss-covered green walls.

A figure slowly took a step, leaving a long trail on the wall. The figure stepped over several fallen figures, and only a series of crisp footsteps faded into the distance.

Gino walked out of the alley, his face shining brightly.

Sunlight shone on his profile, and many people noticed the boy's figure.

Why wasn't he wearing a mask?

"This guy is a madman."

"Who will kill him?"

Hearing the noisy commotion around him, Gino frowned slightly. The boy raised his right hand again and looked at the people.

With his global authority, he could clearly see that everyone here was carrying a murder case.

Everyone is a villain.

"Well then, everyone!"

The young man spoke in a clear voice: "Excuse me, everyone, is that alright?"

A smile appeared on his lips.

"Go to hell?"