Superman's End Manual

Ke Mingye sat down on a public chair on the platform and took out his phone from his windproof jacket.

"Let me see if there are any unlucky criminals tonight that I can catch and bring to the police station to earn credit, preferably the kind that can make the news... but they shouldn't be too strong, otherwise Comrade Blue Owl will have to retire right after his debut, and I'll have to change my identity again."

There will be a big update tomorrow, please vote with your monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 122 Blue Owl, Part 1 (2)

Ke Mingye sat on a public bench in the abandoned train station, head down, idly shaking his leg as he maneuvered the Blue Owl to wander aimlessly in the air.

"Logically speaking, since Ke Youqing is on vacation, the criminals hiding in this city should be more arrogant. It shouldn't be that hard to find someone to make an example of, right?" he thought.

After a long while, he looked up and sighed.

"Fine, if we really can't find the culprit, then we'll let you take the stage."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye placed a second trick doll next to the chair and attached a web shooter to the doll's wrist.

The strange thing turned its head from the public bench, a slight grin spreading across its lips, its empty eyes reflecting Ke Mingye's face.

If it wasn't necessary, Ke Mingye really didn't want Blue Owl to throw a match right after his debut, especially not against that weirdo—after all, that weirdo was a sensitive figure in the eyes of both his older brother and his father. Under these circumstances, getting involved with that weirdo right after his debut could very well make those old folks suspicious of Blue Owl.

"Wait, it seems there's one more move."

As Ke Mingye pondered, an idea suddenly came to him, so he opened his contact list.

When in doubt, call the nanny.

[The Failed Man: Is the Hacker Girl Here?]

[Cai Bing: What am I doing? I'm doing that customer service job to avoid any issues with my identity.]

[Failed Man: Help me find out if there are any notorious criminals or crimes happening in the vicinity of Beijing's city center right now.]

[Cut Ice: Wow, you really think of me as your babysitter?]

[The Failed Man: No, it should be very simple for you, right?]

[Cai Bing: Actually, I hacked into a criminal organization's network out of boredom and observed their activities for a while. They're planning to rob the YGA Central Bank around Beijing tonight. Are you interested?]

[The defeated man: You should have said so earlier.]

[Cai Bing: Dude, are you begging me, or am I begging you?]

[The Failed Man: Don't you understand the concept of a shared destiny? I'm not saying anything more, I'm off to fight crime.]

[Cut Ice: I've sent you their route plan. Be careful, there's a cyborg on their side, a ruthless one.]

[The Failed Man: It's okay, just remember to find a dark web site, open a live stream, and watch my performance.]

[Cai Bing: Show me something cool, don't make me sleepy.]

The YGA Central Bank in the Beijing-surrounding cities.

Fashion billboards and electronic signs radiate neon halos of different colors. Bright and cool-toned lights converge on the glass curtain wall, then refract, painting the figures of pedestrians in a kaleidoscope of colors.

Not far away, a white van with a food and beverage company logo painted on its surface slowly drove up and entered the street filled with light pollution.

"Let's double-check, is the intelligence really accurate?"

Inside the truck, a somber voice came from the passenger seat. The speaker was named Lester. He wore an eyepatch over his left eye, had a thick beard, and a ruggedly handsome face.

While turning the steering wheel, Li Fu, in the driver's seat, said, "I'm pretty sure Qingya hasn't shown up for a week. He's either dead or on an important mission in another city."

“Let’s do it,” Lester said.

Upon hearing this, Li Fu slammed on the brakes without hesitation. The truck stopped directly in front of the bank. He then got out of the truck.

boom!

At the same time, the cargo box door was kicked open, and nearly six masked robbers jumped out of the truck, carrying AK-47s, and quickly walked into the bank, pulling the trigger on the security guards.

Gunshots rang out instantly, echoing throughout the street like bursting bubbles enveloping the neon lights. Pedestrians screamed and scattered. Someone made a phone call to the Superhero Association in the distance, but for some reason, the phone suddenly emitted an electric arc and bounced to the ground.

The LED displays and fashion advertising screens within a radius of 100 meters flickered on and off, and the traffic lights stopped working, sparking as if they were being interfered with.

Lester took off his black coat, revealing a muscular physique. He got out of the car, his large hands twisting and deforming like a machine, each part refitting itself, ultimately turning into two black gashes.

He charged into the bank, braving the barrage of bullets from security guards as he advanced. The leaden bullets pounded against him, barely scratching his skin, like a light rain shower.

Finally, he raised his arms, and black cannonballs shot out from the openings formed by his hands.

The next moment, the shell pierced through the barrage of bullets and struck the security guard, exploding in a flash. Combined with the firepower of the other robbers, a barrage of fire completely crippled the bank's security forces.

Lester moved toward the bank's vault, his hands transforming once again into a giant chainsaw, blue sparks flying from the rapidly spinning chainsaw.

He stopped in front of a metal gate and swung his chainsaw forward. The chainsaw chain, glowing with blue flames, spun wildly, the saw itself throbbing as it cut through the vault door.

It's like a wild beast tearing apart its prey, ripping out bones and entrails.

After a while, a circular crack appeared on the vault door.

Lester retracted the chainsaw, his hands transformed back to their normal shape, and then kicked the crack. The steel plate caved in effortlessly and fell onto the floor inside the vault.

Immediately, a huge crack appeared in the vault door.

While Li Fu and two other robbers were still suppressing the crowd outside the bank, the other four robbers who had come to the vault rushed in through the opening and entered the vault.

They bent down and rummaged through the endless banknotes in their bags, as if they were harvesting a wheat field during the harvest season with sickles.

Soon after, Li Fu strode in from outside the bank, lowered his gun and growled, "Enough, hurry up! Even though I've disrupted the nearby communications, the Superhero Association will still send people here soon."

"What's the rush? Even if other superheroes come, what can they do if Blue Raven isn't here?"

Lester said coldly.

"in case."

Li Fu hesitated for a moment, then changed his words.

"Okay, let's go!"

One of the robbers inside the vault shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, four robbers carrying a full sack rushed out of the vault through the gap, firing shots into the air as they quickly walked out of the bank.

Lester and Lee walked side by side, taking the passenger seat and the driver's seat respectively. The other six robbers climbed into the cargo bed and closed the cargo door.

"Where to next?" Lester asked.

"Get to the port and meet up with the organization. There's a ship waiting for us." Li Fu said, inserting the key, pulling the gear lever, and pressing the accelerator hard.

The truck roared forward like an enraged beast, its two rows of murky white headlights illuminating the pitch-black road. The lights within a hundred meters radius were all off, with only the moonlight streaming in from the night sky providing any illumination.

“How boring, not a single piece of trash showed up to block the road today,” Lester said.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Li Fu said.

Just then, they suddenly heard an unusual sound coming from behind them. Li Fu looked up at the rearview mirror and saw a figure reflected above.

The reflection in the mirror presents a highly dynamic visual impact.

The opponent's combat uniform features a bright and saturated color scheme, with red as the main color and blue as the secondary color, creating an arrogant and domineering visual contrast.

The red and blue colors intertwined on the chest, shoulders, and outer arms not only enhance the overall vitality but also make this combat uniform extremely eye-catching even in pitch-black environments.

It's like a painting brimming with vitality.

The helmet's design is particularly unique, with red lenses covering the eye sockets, through which a pair of bright eyes can be seen. The red and blue beak extending from the philtrum is as sharp as a blade, giving it an aggressive and menacing appearance.

Although the texture and lines of the bodysuit are rough, they accentuate the curves of the body's muscles, outlining a sense of agility and strength.

This uninvited guest pursued relentlessly, its running speed far exceeding human limits, resembling a red and blue cheetah.

"Who is this person?" Lester asked.

Li Fu frowned: "Judging from his attire, he's probably one of those superheroes imitating Blue Raven. He shouldn't be able to catch up with us, so don't worry."

As he spoke, his pupils contracted slightly, and the red and blue figure's pace suddenly doubled, a deep blue arc flashing across the corner of his eye behind his glasses.

[E-rank skill "Safety Restriction Released" has been activated. Your body has broken through safety restrictions, and your physical attributes have been boosted for a short period.]

At this moment, the blue owl broke free from its physical constraints, its feet stomping hard on the asphalt road, like a red and blue phantom rushing forward, leaving deep footprints along the way.

Suddenly, the cargo door of the truck in front of them was pushed open from the inside. Inside the open cargo box, six masked bandits raised AK-47 rifles and pulled the triggers at the relentlessly pursuing Blue Owl.

Bang bang bang——!!!

The muffled gunshots, unsilenced, ripped through the night, illuminating the otherwise gray street.

A barrage of bullets rained down on the Blue Owl, but at that moment, he stomped his right foot on the ground, his body shooting towards the traffic light sign in the upper right corner like a red and blue bullet, dodging the bullets sweeping in along the way.

He then kicked off the surface of the traffic light sign and shot towards the glass curtain wall of a tall building like a bolt of lightning, striding across the surface of the curtain wall at an angle, and running at high speed in mid-air.

The glass curtain wall seemed not to have reacted yet, and it wasn't until two seconds after the blue owls stepped over them that cracks spread and it shattered with a loud crash.

Wow!

As a torrential downpour of glass rained down on the ground, the blue owl stepped onto a flickering electronic sign.

As they moved swiftly, the red and blue beak on their helmet gleamed with a cold, sharp light amidst the scattering arcs of electricity.

Finally, he leaped forward and landed on top of the fashion billboard.

Then, using the billboard as a springboard, he exerted force with both feet, and his figure shot through the air like a red and blue arrow, instantly overtaking the speeding truck.