In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

Newly appointed police inspector George Stacy and his team maintained a certain distance from the negotiator, refraining from interfering with the negotiator's efforts, but also preparing for the worst.

Even the experienced and capable George Stacy was somewhat troubled at this moment, because the prisoner and the hostage were too close to the edge. If it came to the point of shooting the prisoner, the hostage might fall, and falling from that height would certainly be fatal.

Moreover, the prisoners wouldn't let them put down the mat, saying that if they did, he would stab the brat to death. Seeing the prisoners' agitated appearance, George Stacy didn't dare to gamble.

However, just as the negotiator was shouting until his mouth was dry and inwardly cursing the idiot for being so stubborn, someone in the distant crowd suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted, "What's that?!"

Upon hearing the sound, everyone instinctively looked up and saw what appeared to be a comet streaking towards them from the distant horizon.

"Is that a bird?"

"Or an airplane?"

"No...that's...that's Superman!"

A wave of jubilant excitement ignited in the crowd! Cheers surged like a tidal wave, accompanied by a constant barrage of camera flashes!

The prisoner, who had been standing for a long time, lost his balance and fell down the building with the white boy.

However, no one was worried or nervous. They knew as soon as that figure appeared that there was nothing to be afraid of!

Wayne, who was flying slowly at a speed less than the speed of light, pretending to be taking a stroll, never expected that the guy would be so useless that he couldn't even stand up straight.

However, he wasn't worried. At this rate of fall, he could easily fly around the solar system five hundred times to warm up before coming back to rescue them.

With a slight acceleration, Wayne instantly left Photon far behind, and time seemed to stand still around them!

The prisoner and hostage, who were suspended in mid-air, were picked up by Wayne, who arrived and then slowly descended.

They casually threw the prisoner to the ground, and the police officers who were already prepared rushed over and handcuffed him.

One of the policemen, somewhat flustered, pulled out a pen and notebook. "Um, Superman, you like... oh no, I've liked you the most since I was little, could you... I mean, could you..."

Please, how old was I when you were a child?

Wayne was speechless. He was only eighteen years old. One of his classmates, Peter Parker, would wear a mask and run around everywhere, and some people might not recognize his age. But he was Superman, not Daredevil.

However, Wayne simply gave him an autograph to get rid of him.

But clearly, one problem was still lingering, refusing to leave: "Thank you! Superman Aimu!"

A remark from a white kid nearby made Wayne's forehead crease with an idiom: "Don't call me Superman! I've already said I'm Superman! Superman! Understand?! I'm Superman!"

George Stacy, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but smile as she watched Wayne argue with someone.

"So, who's stronger, you or Clark?"

M code is greater than S code, isn't it obvious which is stronger?

As a man carrying an even larger burden—"What do you think this M is? This is MAN! I'm a Superman who's even more MAN than Clark!"

After saying that, Wayne disappeared instantly. In the almost frozen time, he found out that the kid's grades were poor because he often stayed up late reading comics. So he found all the bad test papers that the kid had hidden and even the kid's biological father. The kid was dumbfounded on the spot.

As Wayne watched the kid being taken away and his father, whose face was grim, he waved goodbye to them with a warm smile on his face.

"That kid's going to have nightmares tonight. He might even get a beating from his dad if this happens while he's out shopping."

George Stacy approached Wayne and extended her right hand. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Scott."

Wayne knew George Stacy; after all, Wayne had a classmate named Gwen Stacy, and they had been classmates since elementary school. Wayne had even visited their home before.

In fact, everyone in the world knows Wayne; he's just like the City Superman in the movies, he doesn't hide his identity at all.

Although he could easily use his bio-force field to distort his cognition and hide his identity if he wanted to, he didn't need to hide his identity at all!

Hiding the egg's identity!

His family are superheroes too; even if something really happens, they could just shout from the other side of the galaxy and instantly fly over to beat the enemy to a pulp.

Wayne's line of sight covered several star systems, and almost no one could lay a hand on his family under his nose. If someone could actually do that... then hiding one's identity would be even more useless in the face of such an existence.

So far, Wayne hasn't found any downsides to not hiding his identity; on the contrary, there is one advantage—Wayne often writes "I'm going to save the world" as his reason for taking leave.

"Uncle Stacy, I'm not used to you calling me that... If you want to thank me, please treat me to a meal sometime."

Wayne shook hands with George Stacy. "Susan's been learning a new dish lately... I can eat charcoal without any problem, but you can't actually make me eat charcoal."

"Alright, kid, stop complaining."

George Stacy patted Wayne on the shoulder. Since the kid said not to stand on ceremony, he wouldn't use the usual "office" formalities. Originally, it was a police officer talking to a superhero, but now it was him talking to the kid he'd watched grow up. "You're going to be late, Wayne. You have class today. I hope you haven't forgotten."

"You know I'm never late."

Wayne took out a small camera device. "I have an unbelievable amount of time before I deliver something to Reed."

"You know it yourself, that's all that matters."

George Stacy took a sandwich out of the car window and waved it at Wayne. "Have you had breakfast?"

"I didn't eat."

Wayne floated up slowly. "But Gwen said she'd bring it for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wayne turned around and soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon with a sonic boom that pierced through the clouds.

"That brat!"

Watching Wayne leave, George Stacy couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

……

Baxter Building, one of New York's iconic buildings, is also the headquarters of the Fantastic Four.

The Fantastic Four were in the lounge on a high floor at that moment.

Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, pacing back and forth anxiously. Anyone who didn't know better would think his wife was about to give birth, but unfortunately, in this universe, he's still a bachelor.

Susan Stone, the Invisible Woman with beautiful, flowing blonde hair, sat on the sofa with her arms wrapped around her heavy conscience. Her curvaceous figure was backed by the sofa, and her charming and beautiful face was now expressionless.

Johnny Stone, who looks a lot like Captain America, was too scared to speak because of his older sister. He could only mutter to himself, "Little brother, please come back soon, I really can't take it anymore."

Meanwhile, Ben Grimm, the Stone Man, made himself a coffee at the bar in the rest area and observed everyone while sipping his coffee.