American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 26 Can he escape?

midair.

Talia wore a smug smile, her emerald green eyes filled with mockery.

Even if Gino can crush hard cement with his bare hands and split open a poured cement wall, so what?

Talia was smug; her intelligence had allowed her to escape danger.

Gino watched the woman jump off the castle.

Several meters above the ground, Talia flipped and turned like a graceful gymnast before landing gracefully in a perfect pose.

"Snapped!"

She spread her arms for balance and looked up at the blond boy on the rooftop who was staring at her expressionlessly.

She remembered the young master of the Luther family.

"Oh."

Talia gave a cold laugh, her hair, ruffled by the strong wind, plastered to her face.

The woman gently stroked her long hair with her slender white fingers, then gracefully bent down, as if paying tribute to a referee, or like an actor bowing slightly as the curtain falls on a performance.

Goodbye, you fools.

Talia had no intention of staying. The voices around her grew louder and louder, and the people in the ancient castle were waking up.

He took another deep look at Gino, as if trying to etch his face into his mind.

After saying this, she no longer hesitated, turned around and ran into the dense forest. With each breath, Talia used the secret techniques of the Assassin's Guild to continuously increase her speed, a speed that would make even a runner blush.

At the same time, Gino’s door was suddenly flung open, and Lex, carrying a rapier in his left hand and an American-style iaido weapon in his right, hurried by.

"Gino! What happened?"

Lex roared and charged toward Gino, his bald face grim, his eyes filled with rage as he scanned the messy room.

Lex only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gino standing safely on the rooftop.

The bald man concealed his nervousness and regained his calm, domineering CEO demeanor.

Lex, wielding his rapier, walked to Gino's side, turned to look at his younger brother's profile, and sneered, "My foolish brother, what happened?"

Gino stared intently at the lingering shadow that was gradually disappearing into the night.

The guy who can get the system to announce the score must be a villain with a name.

Gino's gaze grew increasingly profound. This was a perfect opportunity to reap points, and fear would be his weapon for doing so.

Having finalized his plan, Gino shook his head and replied, "A curious 'cat' sneaked onto my balcony."

Yes, keep instilling fear and despair to harvest points until you squeeze out her last bit of value and kick her aside, just like what my father's private tutor taught me when I was a child - "Make the most of everything".

"Oh."

Lex dropped his rapier, looked down at the figure that had slipped into the distant forest, a murderous glint in his eyes, and turned to Gino, saying, "Tell me the bounty you posted, I'll handle this."

Since he dared to plot against Gino, Lex was now ready to use his "money power" to send this assassin to hell.

"No need," Gino coldly refused.

Under Lex's watchful gaze, Gino slowly stepped onto the balcony railing, stating in an unquestionable tone, "I'll handle this myself."

"Whoosh!"

The next second, the boy lightly leaped off the balcony.

In the night sky, that tall figure fell straight down to the ground.

The howling, damp, cold night wind was easily broken through by the steel-clad body.

"boom!"

The figure landed with a thud, immediately kicking up a cloud of dust.

The vast earth seemed to let out a mournful cry. As the night wind swept away the dust, two deep pits appeared on the once flat grassland, as if what had fallen was not a person but a fierce Type 88 Main Battle tank.

At that moment, many of the servants in the manor witnessed this scene with their flashlights.

Many people stared wide-eyed, looking as if they had seen God.

"Oh my god, the young master actually jumped off the second floor of the castle!"

"That crater! My God, I'd believe it if you told me it was caused by a missile, but it was all done by one person."

"Could he be Jesus?"

Ignoring the noise of the crowd, Gino knew his brother would make sure these people kept what they had seen tonight a secret.

Now, all he has to do is catch up with that woman and complete his plan.

"Run?" Gino uttered a single word, his eyes full of mockery. This was going to be an interesting hunt.

"How far can you run?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gino suddenly exerted force with both legs.

"boom!"

The already deep crater seemed to have been blasted into an even larger crater by artillery fire.

Gino's figure vanished in an instant. People could only see a fast-moving afterimage disappearing from their sight. Only the swaying flowers and plants along the way indicated that something strange had swept past at a terrifying speed!

In the dense forest.

Talia kept running, catching her breath as she pondered the events of the night.

"What's so strange about that rock?"

Talia was puzzled, and with her nimble movements, she kept dodging the trees blocking her way.

"Furthermore, when did such a monster appear in the Luther family?"

Just as Talia was pondering this.

"boom!"

Two deafening explosions came from behind.

"What happened?"

Talia frowned and subconsciously turned her head to look behind her.

In an instant, a figure flashed past Talia's vision like a ghost.

"What is that!?"

Talia was startled; she thought she had just seen someone appear in her field of vision.

"No, absolutely not." Talia bit her lip. "I must be seeing things."

Perhaps feeling too nervous, Talia adjusted her breathing rate.

Talia gently turned her long, snow-white neck, which resembled that of a swan.

"Whoosh!"

Before Talia could turn around, she heard a rapid whistling sound in her ear.

"Snapped!"

A large, steel hand suddenly grabbed the woman's delicate neck and then flung her away like trash.

A terrifying force struck, and Talia couldn't even control her body. The powerful force sent her flying several meters through the air like a soccer ball.

"Bang!"

His body crashed hard into a towering ancient tree, causing the branches and leaves to sway and several wet leaves to fall.

The ravens, disturbed from their rest in the trees, let out unpleasant cries, flapping their wings as they swept across the night sky, adding a touch of terror to the silent night.

"Ahem!"

Talia knelt on the cold, damp ground.

Her internal organs felt as if they were dislocated, burning with pain. The woman's beautiful features were distorted, her red lips appeared even paler, and a little blood oozed from the corner of her lips.

That last blow really hurt me.

A lazy, playful voice rang in my ears, coming from not far away: "What? You just finished bowing and ran off before the judges even gave their scores? That's not the behavior of a qualified actor."

Talia, enduring the pain of vomiting blood, struggled to lift her head, her eyes filled with resentment and anger as she gazed ahead.

Under the bright moonlight, a blond boy leaned against a crooked tree, a mocking smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice: "You've got some nerve."

(End of this chapter)