Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"Hey! That hit you just now really hurt!"

The man in the trench coat wiped the blood off his body and gave the gangster a chilling smile.

"Damn monster!"

Sweat beaded on the gangster's forehead, but his hands moved swiftly.

"Clap clap clap..."

He then repeatedly pulled the trigger at the man in the trench coat, bullet after bullet piercing the man's body.

"Ha ha……"

However, these bullets were completely useless against the man in the trench coat.

The man in the trench coat stubbornly withstood the gangster's attacks and walked step by step toward the gangster.

"Damn it! Come quick, help me!"

Seeing that he was no match for the enemy, the gang leader immediately shouted a warning.

"We're here, big brother!"

At the gang leader's call, a group of thugs in black, armed with clubs, knives, and guns, swarmed out of the house and surrounded the immortal man in the trench coat.

"Hahaha……"

After his underlings all came out, the gang leader slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even if you're immortal, how can you fight against more than twenty of us by yourself?"

The gangster boss wiped the sweat from his brow and began to strategize once again.

"More than twenty people?"

Upon hearing this, the man in the trench coat remained expressionless, holding an axe in one hand and a sword in the other, and stood facing off against the crowd.

"Hey hey hey..."

"I advise you to give up! I'm a former Class B hero! You can't beat me now that I'm a near-Class A criminal."

Among the group of gangsters, one man, who held a throwing knife and occasionally stuck out his tongue to lick it, exuding a strong Japanese anime vibe, leered.

"That's right, that's right!"

The others echoed the man's words.

"A near-Class A criminal?"

After hearing what everyone said, the man in the trench coat's face darkened, and he seemed somewhat displeased.

Hehehe~

"That's right! Now you know the difference in our strength, right?"

The man, who called himself a near-Class A criminal, licked the throwing knife in his hand while laughing.

"gap?"

The man in the trench coat remained expressionless, muttering to himself as he engaged in a chaotic brawl with a group of underworld thugs.

In an instant, the man in the trench coat had several knife wounds, but he didn't care at all. He traded injuries for injuries like a madman.

"Neuropathy."

The gangster boss looked at the trench coat-clad man who kept brandishing his knife with a hint of fear and cursed under his breath.

It must be said that the trench coat man's fighting style of ignoring pain was indeed formidable, and soon someone fell at his hands.

The man in the trench coat cleaved a person's leg with a single stroke.

"Forehead……"

Seeing the pitiful state of the man who had lost his legs, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and stopped what they were doing, afraid that they would be the next to perish here. They felt that it was not worth risking their lives for a few tens of thousands of yuan a month.

"Who else?"

The man in the trench coat returned to his usual cold demeanor and spoke.

The crowd looked at the trench coat-clad man who seemed fearless of death and could instantly recover from any injury, and felt a chill run down their spines. For a moment, no one dared to approach him.

"Shh!"

Just as everyone was filled with fear, several throwing knives slashed through the air and landed on the man in the trench coat.

"puff!"

The man in the trench coat exploded instantly and fell to the ground.

"Look at your ugly appearance. The other party is nothing but a useless piece of trash who is only indestructible."

The person who threw the knife was none other than the man who claimed to be a near-Class A criminal.

"Instant kill!"

The gang of underworld thugs stared in disbelief as they watched the man, who seemed like a god of war, being killed so easily.

"Therefore, there is a fundamental difference between me, a near-Class A criminal, and you."

The near-A-level criminal, wielding a throwing knife, grinned maliciously.

"It really hurts so much!"

Just as the near-A-level criminal was grinning maliciously, the man who had been lying on the ground stood up once again.

"You bastard..."

The near-Class A criminal's pupils trembled as he watched the man in the trench coat stand up from the ground once again; he seemed to have realized something.

"You wouldn't happen to be Zombieman, the S-class hero of the Hero Association, would you?"

The near-A-level criminal had always thought the man in the trench coat was just a minor hero with some impressive regenerative abilities. However, after witnessing the man in the trench coat repeatedly die and be reborn, defying the laws of regeneration no matter what kind of injury he suffered, the near-A-level criminal finally recognized the man's identity.

"Finally recognized me? Too bad, it's a bit late."

The zombie man brandished his axe and sword as he walked toward the near-A-level criminal.

"what!!!"

The next second, a shrill scream echoed throughout the warehouse.

It took four hours for the zombie man to subdue everyone there.

"call……"

The zombie man slowly exhaled. Today was another day of justice being served.

"Click~"

Just as the zombie man was about to destroy the contraband, a flash of light caught his attention.

"Ok?"

The zombie man turned around and looked at the white-clad man who had appeared behind him without him noticing, a puzzled expression on his face.

"Ah yes, that's it, and it would be best to smile as well."

"We have obtained evidence that the S-class hero Zombieman harmed superheroes and smuggled contraband."

After taking photos of the evidence, the man in white gently placed them on the ground.

"Wait, no, I..."

You've misunderstood!

After hearing the white-clad man's words, the zombie man continued to explain.

"Snapped!"

Before the zombie man could finish speaking, the man in white instantly appeared in front of him and grabbed the zombie man's throat with one hand.

"There's no misunderstanding..."

"Now that the evidence is irrefutable, as a superhero, I have no choice but to 'execute justice.' Evil zombie man, prepare to die!"

The man in white lifted the zombie man off the ground.

"Tell me, are you really not going to die?"

The man in white asked, while the one holding the zombie man by the throes strained.

The next second, the watermelon exploded! The white and red flesh shattered all over the ground.

Chapter Sixty-Two: I said, the sun is the sun, ah!

"do you died?"

Jupiter, dressed in a white bodysuit, looked at the zombie man whose watermelon he had crushed, his eyes filled with disappointment.

If this is the kind of power that would kill you if you squeezed a watermelon, then it's far too weak, and not worth his time and effort to acquire...

"Bang bang, bang bang..."

"and many more……"

Just as Jupiter was about to give up on the zombie man, his extraordinary hearing detected an orderly and powerful sound, like the beat of a drum.

"His heart is still beating?!"

Jupiter's eyes instantly switched to X-ray mode, passing through the zombie man's body and looking at the constantly pounding chest beneath the zombie man's strong muscles.

"Ouch! You bastard, I told you it wasn't my fault..."

Just as Jupiter's eyes were scanning the zombie man's entire body, the watermelon that Jupiter had destroyed had been restored to its original state...

"Interesting. Even if your head is removed, you can still be reborn, and your overall weight remains unchanged. Young man, you are now violating the law of conservation of mass. No, to be precise, you are dancing on the rules of physics."

Jupiter looked at the zombie man and made his assessment.

"Don't say things I don't understand..."

The zombie man shook his head. He couldn't understand what Jupiter was saying at all, but one thing he did know was that Jupiter had done something very wrong to him.

"I will report what happened today to the Hero Association! You owe me an apology."

Zombie Man doesn't seem to have any intention of fighting Jupiter, or rather, Zombie Man subconsciously believes that he can't defeat Jupiter.

"You have already missed the opportunity to report this to the Hero Association."