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The two suddenly exchanged punches.

Nolan staggered back a few steps.

Jessica Jones stood still.

There is a significant gap between the two.

But at least,

Nolan accepted it without hesitation!

Super Soldier Serum.

Through his tireless research.

Finally finished!

It's a pity that this version of the Super Soldier Serum, although it doesn't have any side effects.

But it doesn't reach the true peak level of human physical abilities.

But that's enough.

After confirming one's own strength.

Nolan did not hesitate.

I pressed it on my wrist.

Then the power suit on his back popped open.

It covered my body in the blink of an eye.

Put on the power suit.

Nolan chuckled softly.

He hasn't exercised in a long time.

"Jessica, let's try again!"

Nolan called out.

She charged at Jessica Jones again.

This time.

His punch sent Jessica Jones flying.

Before Jessica Jones could even stand up.

Nolan rushed to her side and sat down directly on her.

Hmm... a familiar pose.

Jessica Jones was not given a chance to react.

Nolan tied her up behind his back.

Looking at the mess around him.

And the corpse in the coffee shop.

Nolan remained completely calm.

Purple Man?

He had long since stopped caring about it.

Nolan looked around.

That faint, lingering gaze still exists.

But he was still unable to determine the source of the gaze.

Shortly after, a police siren sounded.

Then a group of police officers came down.

The team was led by New York City Police Commissioner George Stacy.

He glanced around at the surroundings.

He walked over to Nolan.

He sighed and said:

"Mr. Locke, you're in big trouble."

George Stacy rubbed her temples.

This kind of issue, which involves capitalists, is what he hates the most.

Especially when the other party has personally killed someone.

Nolan looked at George Stacy.

"Big trouble?"

I don't think so.

In fact, I think I did a good deed.

George Stacy's face darkened.

"You killed someone."

“No, I only killed a scumbag, and society will prove me right,” Nolan said earnestly.

George Stacy gave Nolan a deep look.

This wasn't his first encounter with Nolan Locke.

Last time, he only suspected the other party of murder.

But this time there's no need to doubt it.

He really killed someone.

Moreover, he killed him with his own hands.

Nolan held Jessica Jones down.

Hormone control in people with purple skin takes time.

But Jessica Jones has not yet recovered.

He just kept cursing Nolan.

Nolan shrugged at this.

Let them curse me; it won't hurt me anyway.

But tonight.

She is dead!

Nolan thought bitterly.

I saved your future.

It's one thing if they don't repay us properly.

They actually dared to insult me.

Once Jessica Jones recovered, she stayed put.

This feeling of social death.

Nolan completely understands.

"Alright, you can go back now. We'll talk when I get home tonight."

After tidying up the scene, George Stacy sighed.

"take away!"

Then, he took Nolan to the police station.

street corner.

A figure stared intently at Nolan.

Until the police car disappeared.

He then muttered to himself:

"Nolan Locke seems to be no ordinary person."

Perhaps it's time to prepare to take action...

After saying that.

The man disappeared and left.

Return to the police station.

Nolan showed no awareness whatsoever that he might be arrested.

He didn't think George Stacy would dare to do anything to him.

He wasn't even worried about whether he would have to spend the night there.

While he was waiting.

A man walked in.

"Hello, I am Morrison Clyde, your defense attorney."

Nolan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I've never heard of you."

Nolan certainly has his own legal team.

He was certain that this person did not exist.

Morrison Clyde had a smile on his face.