The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

Just as he was about to retract his fist, he saw a blurry figure running towards him.

Reverse Lightning Swan's figure reappeared in front of him.

Furthermore, the other person was carrying a large bucket, which appeared to be filled with some foul-smelling filth.

"Call me shit man? You'd better eat shit!!"

Reverse Lightning chuckled sinisterly, then dumped the turd on the Patriarch.

Upon seeing the other party's action, the patriarch immediately tried to retreat.

But how could he possibly keep up with Reverse Lightning Swann's speed?

Before he could make a move, he felt everything go black.

And a foul stench filled his nostrils, making him feel nauseous.

"Roar!" He swung his hands, and his sharp claws tore the steel barrel covering his head apart.

"Shit?! Damn it, attacking with shit? If you're not a shit person, then who is?!"

The Patriarch roared.

Before him, Batman Bruce Wayne and Alelia had long since left the area.

He stomped on the ground, unleashing terrifying power that cracked the earth, and charged forward to catch up with the two.

But then, the blurry afterimage of Reverse Lightning Swann reappeared in front of him.

In the other person's hand was the same bucket as before, filled with filth.

"Damn it, don't come any closer!!" The patriarch roared in despair as he looked at the bucket of excrement in the other's hand.

However, just as he opened his mouth, Reverse Lightning Swan dumped the latrine on him.

"Hehehe... Damn it, you dare call me a shit man?! Eat shit!!"

......

Washington.

A strong figure stood atop the Pentagon, looking down at the scene below.

It was nighttime, and bright lights enveloped the city.

Various noises reached Bai Lang's ears: people talking, the clinking of knives and forks, and the piercing sound of police sirens in the distance.

"Tsk... It really is a big city." Bai Lang stared at a clubhouse not far below, where countless luxury cars and celebrities gathered.

This was far more upscale than some of the high-society gathering places he had seen in Gotham City before.

However, Gotham City is, after all, America's capital, and at this time, it certainly cannot compare to Washington, D.C.

Not to mention that the government officials here are several levels higher than those in Gotham.

Then, golden arcs of electricity crackled around Bai Lang's body, and he vanished instantly.

Only one bird flapped its wings and flew across the sky before landing where Bai Lang had been standing.

With its current power of 20 horsepower, Bai Lang easily entered the gathering.

From the waiter's recollection, Bai Lang learned that a member of Congress was throwing a birthday party for his daughter.

His daughter would become an important figure in the future, Hillary Clinton, the wife of President America Clinton.

After Bai Lang's magnetic field perception spread, he was able to scan everyone in the entire venue, as well as the guards lurking in the shadows.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Bai Lang turned his head in surprise and looked at a certain place.

He sensed that the magnetic fields of several people there were stronger than the combined magnetic fields of all the ordinary people around him.

Furthermore, the magnetic field around them was very strange, a feeling... just like when I encountered Poison Ivy and The Flash, Barry, before.

"Could it be a superhuman?"

As Bai Lang pondered this, the magnetic field had already brainwashed the socialite in front of him who wanted to strike up a conversation.

All memories of myself were erased.

He strode off in that direction.

There, several burly bodyguards dressed in black suits, with guns at their waists and sunglasses, stood guard.

Upon seeing Bai Lang, they immediately tried to stop him.

But as golden arcs of electricity flashed, the five or six burly bodyguards were brainwashed by Bai Lang's magnetic field power.

All memories of Bai Lang vanished, as if Bai Lang had never existed in front of them at all.

This is the domineering nature of the rotating magnetic field.

For ordinary people, the difference between an ant and an elephant is like that between an ant and an elephant when they are in front of someone with a strong magnetic field.

There is absolutely no way to resist it.

Bai Lang slowly walked past these people and then walked to the outside of a room.

This is the place where he sensed the abnormal magnetic field.

"Ok?"

Sensing the situation inside the room, Bai Lang couldn't help but ask in surprise.

inside the room.

Congressman Calvin's two bodyguards were watching the doorway warily.

Meanwhile, Congressman Calvin and his daughter Hillary sat at a table behind him.

At that moment, the young Clinton, who was Hillary's boyfriend, also stood there holding Hillary's hand, constantly comforting her.

"It's nothing, it's probably just a false alarm."

Clinton, ignoring the murderous glare from his father-in-law, Congressman Calvin, offered words of comfort.

Although they spoke softly, the two bodyguards could hear them clearly.

They paid no attention to what the people behind them were saying, their eyes fixed on the door in front of them.

The thermal imaging goggles allowed them to clearly see the tall figure standing outside the door.

Furthermore, the energy fluctuations around that figure were stronger than anyone they had ever seen before!

It's important to know that as the super-powered bodyguards of members of Congress, they have seen many super-powered individuals, as well as some military test subjects.

However, none of those so-called most dangerous guys possessed even one percent of the powerful aura emanating from the person in front of them.

The two men assumed fighting stances, gripped their guns tightly, and aimed intently at the figure outside the door.

If this person dares to open the door, they'll be shot dead!

Bai Lang's magnetic field perception naturally told him that the people in the room were on guard against him.

But does he need to be on guard?

Now that he possesses the strength of 20 horses, does he need to be wary of these people?

No need at all.

The terrifying magnetic field instantly shattered the door.

The steel shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.

The thin fog obscured everyone's vision.

The two bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines and hurriedly tried to pull the trigger.

But it seemed as if some terrifying force was blocking his fingers.

When the veins bulge, it means that all the strength has been used.

Even the two burly, muscular bodyguards couldn't pull the trigger.

"Use your superpowers!!" the bearded man on the left shouted angrily, then threw away his pistol.

Then he charged forward, about to kick Bai Lang in the head.

Although the kick wasn't very powerful, his legs gleamed with a metallic sheen after it was delivered.

This is his superpower, and also his trump card—his body can be made of steel.

Combined with his extraordinary fighting skills, Alex had never seen anyone who could withstand this kick.

Even this superpowered individual in front of me can't!

"Pour it for me..." he roared.

The companion next to him also opened his mouth wide, and was about to use his screaming superpower.

But then, something terrifying happened.

Clinton unconsciously tightened his grip on his girlfriend Hillary's hand, which surprised even the well-informed Congressman Calvin.

Before them.

The two bodyguards, who were originally prepared to fight the intruder, stopped.

Then he turned around and stared at them expressionlessly.

Why is Chapter 109 being so long-winded?

"Hmm... Memories of me have been planted deep within the memories of Clinton and others. Who should I go to next?"

Bai Lang slowly walked out of the club behind him, gazing at the city in front of him.

Colorful neon lights flashed randomly.

At the end of the road hung several flashing LED signs that read "HAPPY HOUR".

The streets were full of vehicles and pedestrians.

The entire city was illuminated by lights, making it seem like daytime.

However, some poisonous insects still roam in the shadows.