The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

Out of humanitarian considerations, the tattooed man took out the cube-shaped metal box and carried it with him at all times.

The purpose was to let his old rival see how he took off step by step.

Even now, while enjoying a rare moment on the beach, he still carries this cube-shaped metal box with him.

"The sea breeze here is quite nice, isn't it, old friend?" the tattooed man said to the cube-shaped metal box beside him.

However......

In the blink of an eye, he discovered that the mother box beside him had disappeared.

"A generous gift of crabs! What the hell is going on?!"

His eyes widened immediately, and he began searching for anything his old rival had left behind. Finally, with the help of his underling, he discovered that the object was being played with by several strangely dressed perverts in tight-fitting clothes.

"..." As a Florida native, the tattooed man naturally knows how many perverts there are in this place.

Some perverts are truly the most perverted of all, especially those who wear tight-fitting clothes.

You have no idea what cruel method they might use to deal with you next.

But who is he? A tattooed man, the leader of a tattoo gang, and even possessing superpowers—why should he be afraid of these super-freaks in tight-fitting clothes?

He strode up to Broken Bat, Wonder Woman, and the others.

"Hey buddy, I don't know how this ended up in your hands, but please return it to me. It's a memento from an old friend of mine."

"Old friend?" the Broken Bat asked in confusion.

"Does your old friend know that you opened his coffin and scattered his bones?"

“Of course he doesn’t know,” the tattooed man replied instinctively.

After realizing what was happening, he cursed, "Shit! How could a dead man know? You guys are playing me?!"

Generally speaking, no one would know that night that it was the tattoo gang who dug up Steelbone's grave.

But now, this group of bodysuit-clad perverts in front of me looks quite unusual!

Did they specifically investigate our tattoo gang?

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Broken Bat and Old Man Barry looked at the tattooed black man.

"Is there anything else?" The Broken Bat narrowed its eyes and asked in a low voice.

As he spoke, he pulled out a miniature bomb. If the tattooed man in front of him did anything wrong, his Broken Bat could instantly turn him into a pile of minced meat.

"nothing."

The tattooed man naturally noticed that these people looked formidable. He shook his head and prepared to ambush them with his henchmen.

However......

“You seem a bit resentful. Are you planning to ambush us when we leave?” Old Barry said as he stepped forward.

Tattooed man: "No, no, absolutely not."

Shit! How did they even figure that out? Can these guys read minds?

"Look at me, I look so honest and kind, I look like a good person."

He tried to defend himself and allay the others' suspicions of him.

However, the Broken Bat had already noticed that something was wrong with him.

"You're a tattooed person, possessing the superpower to bring tattoos to life. You even dug out Cyborg's Mother Box before."

His eyes lit up slightly after discovering the tattooed man's information.

The superpower to bring tattoos to life—I wonder if there's any limit to that.

If there were no limits, tattooing Superman or God on a person's body would probably be more than enough to deal with the crisis caused by the new god in heaven.

Upon hearing Broken Bat's words, the tattooed man's expression suddenly changed.

"You investigated me?!" His voice trembled slightly.

Although he had learned this tactic from Steelbone, the people in front of him seemed no less formidable.

Perhaps they are all superheroes like Cyborg.

He pondered to himself.

"But you've done a lot of bad things in the past..." The Broken Bat grinned, revealing its pale white teeth.

"What do you want? To fight?" the tattooed man asked.

"No, no, no." The Broken Bat shook its head. "Your abilities are quite good; you can help us fight against the impending crisis on Earth."

"Crisis?" The tattooed man gave him a strange look. "You're not joking, are you?"

"We're all alive and well, how could there be a crisis?"

“I can pay you to hire,” Broken Bat continued.

"How much? Ten million, or twenty million? I have all that money." The tattooed man said dismissively.

It seems somewhat amusing that Broken Bat and his crew could afford to hire him.

Indeed, his decades-long career in the underworld has allowed him to accumulate enough capital that he now has a net worth of over 50 million.

A mere ten million dollars wouldn't be enough to hire him.

“Two hundred million dollars,” said the Broken Bat.

Tattooed man: "......"

Shit! Did I hear that right?

Two hundred million US dollars? Is this person that rich?

With two hundred million US dollars, why would he still be a gang leader or do any business?

Just take the money and travel all over the world!

"Why should I believe you have two hundred million dollars?" the tattooed man questioned.

Although his superpowers are weak, he doesn't believe just anyone.

Moreover, this is Florida, the state with the most abnormal people in America. How could he believe Broken Bat's words?

After all, even Victor Stone's ability to alter bank balances seemed to him like something a mentally ill person would concoct.

Naturally, they wouldn't believe the words of the Broken Bat.

However......

"Here's a check for two hundred million. You can have it now." The Broken Bat handed over a check.

Even elderly Barry couldn't help but widen his eyes as he looked at the information on the check.

"How do I know if this is a bad check?!" The tattooed man's first reaction upon receiving the check was disbelief.

But then you see the bank on the check—Gotham Wayne Bank.

hiss...

Recently, news has indeed come from Gotham that patriarch Wayne has returned, and even Batman has returned.

He glanced at the check in his hand, then at the tattered bat before him, a glint of wisdom in his eyes.

Could this person in front of me be the person in charge of Wayne Corporation?

If so, then everything makes sense.

After all, with the Wayne family's wealth, a mere two hundred million dollars is nothing to them.

"Now do you think it's real or fake?" asked the Broken Bat.

"I can work with you because of the two hundred million dollar check."

The tattooed man concealed the check on his person as he spoke.

"So, who is our target? And what's the first thing we need to do?"

“Our goal is something in the sky, but right now, our priority is to resurrect Superman,” Wonder Woman explained.

"Superman?" the tattooed man asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's the Superman from Metropolis who used to wear a blue bodysuit and a red cape, flying around in the sky and saving humanity," Lois said, her voice choked with emotion.

"Uh......"

The tattooed man pointed somewhat doubtfully to the scarlet sky, where a blue figure soared through the heavens amidst the radiance.

Isn't that it?

???

Everyone looked up and stared in the direction he was pointing.

In the crimson sky, a figure dressed in a blue bodysuit was flying.

Superman has been resurrected?

Chapter 196 Superpower: Finally Found a Normal Universe

"Superman has been resurrected?" Broken Bat stared in astonishment at the massive figure in the sky.

The other person exuded a powerful sense of oppression, and the tight-fitting suit he was wearing was roughly the same as the information he had collected about Superman.

Combined with that flight capability...

This is Superman!

But why was Superman resurrected?

Didn't he die two years ago during the Parasite Demon disaster?

Even Wonder Woman looked surprised.

She knew Superman, so naturally she felt very familiar with that blue figure in the sky.

But isn't Superman already dead?