Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

Tornado muttered curses under her breath as she prepared to leave the edge of the atmosphere. Today's exploration was over. She would come back tomorrow. Tornado would not give up until she found Jupiter. There was no way around it; she was just that stubborn by nature.

"Crack~"

Just as the tornado returned to the atmosphere and reached an altitude of several thousand meters above the ground, she suddenly felt a familiar sensation behind her.

"Bastard! You bastard..."

Tornado blushed and looked at the person behind her.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry~"

"Looking at such a good drum, I feel like I'm doing my hands a disservice if I don't play it."

Behind Tornado, a man wearing a white and black bodysuit with a large "F" symbolizing "freedom" printed on the chest was waving and greeting her in a friendly manner.

"Hmph! Don't get too cocky!"

"Do you think that just because you saved Earth and became a hero to the entire planet, I'll let you bully me at will?"

Tornado snorted coldly at the newcomer, simultaneously letting out a slight sigh of relief; the tension that had been gripping her finally eased.

"Ha ha……"

"You might not believe it, but I didn't mean to bully you at all. It was just a friendly greeting between our hometowns."

Jupiter looked at Tornado and explained.

As the strongest among the current Dimensional beings and the future leader of the Dimensional beings, isn't it a bit much for him to add a non-existent custom to his homeland?

"Who would greet someone like that?"

Tornado glared angrily at Jupiter, feeling that she had been fooled by him.

"If I say it exists, then it exists."

Jupiter smiled as he watched the tornado.

"..."

Tornado looked at the man in front of her who was smiling so brightly and fell silent.

"In short, I'm here today to say goodbye."

After making a joke, Jupiter got down to business.

"bid farewell?!"

"Hmph! Are you leaving too?"

When Tornado heard the word "farewell," her body trembled, and her originally firm words trembled slightly.

"I'll come to pick you up in three days at the earliest, and a week at the latest. I'll need your help then..."

"Don't cry during the week 'Dad' is gone!"

After Jupiter finished speaking, he came behind Tornado, gave it a light pat, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

"You bastard! You better never, ever show your face in front of me again in this lifetime!"

Tornado rubbed her shriveled bottom, looked at the vanished Jupiter, and shouted angrily.

However, the tornado, who was cursing Jupiter, felt a warmth in her heart after hearing Jupiter's assurance that he would return in three days at the earliest and a week at the latest.

"Wait! What the hell is this, coming to pick us up?!"

Just as Tornado was using her superpowers to search for Jupiter's whereabouts, she suddenly discovered 'Watson'. This is the essence of the matter.

Chapter 85 The hometown bank was attacked again...

"Oh……"

After a moment of dizziness, Jupiter returned to his room in the main world of "Invincible Young Hero".

"Garbage system..."

Jupiter rubbed his head and walked out of the house. Every time he transmigrated, he would curse the system.

"Hey bro!"

"You changed into your battle uniform?"

As Jupiter stepped out of the house, he ran into Mark, who had come to the living room looking for milk.

"He's even more handsome now."

Jupiter nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Are you going out?

Mark continued to question Jupiter.

"I haven't been out for a while, let's go for a walk."

Jupiter said he was going to take a walk in the streets.

"Oh……"

Mark grunted in response and then ignored Jupiter.

"Mark, you're past the age where you can grow taller. No matter how hard you try, it's unlikely you'll grow any taller."

Jupiter looked at the milk in Mark's hand and a smile played on his lips.

"Nonsense. My mother said that I can still grow taller at twenty-five. I'm not necessarily going to be shorter than you forever."

After hearing Jupiter's words, Mark seemed to have heard something provocative, and he looked at Jupiter angrily and said.

However, when Mark turned to look at Jupiter, Jupiter had already disappeared.

"Forehead……"

Mark looked at the empty living room and the milk in his hand, his face filled with bitterness.

A dozen or so streets away from Mark's house...

A bank closed its doors early, even in broad daylight.

The pedestrians walking along the street seemed oblivious to the unusual bank, as if they had gotten used to it. After all, this bank closed one day early every seven days, not because they closed early one day a week, but because every seven days a group of little geniuses with black stockings covering their faces would pick up their big toys and run to this bank to withdraw a batch of 'deposits'.

"bump!"

About thirty minutes later, the bank doors were kicked open, and a group of little geniuses, each holding a large toy and wearing a mask, walked out, carrying four or five large and small bags.

"Shhh! There are too many people here!"

Several brilliant minds looked at the flow of people outside the bank and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Someone stepped on my foot!

One of the geniuses was accidentally stepped on by the driver.

"Then why don't you hurry up and clear the crowd out?!"

The leader addressed the great genius whose foot had been stepped on.

What should I do?

It seems that this genius who got his foot stepped on is a newcomer and has no idea what to do.

"Like this..."

The leader then began to demonstrate.

He picked up the large toy in his hand and pointed it at the sky.

"Da da da……"

Then came a burst of gunfire...

"what!!"

In an instant, the dense crowd on the street screamed and ran with practiced ease, using the bullet-covered bunkers as their small refuge.

"Like this..."

The leader looked at the street in an instant, said something, and threw the large toy in his hand to his underlings. The group of them crossed the road, got to the other side, started their SUV, and prepared to drive away.

"Boss, aren't we afraid of the police since we're being so conspicuous?"

The newcomer looked at the person in charge and asked.

"Hahaha……"

Are you questioning the speed of police response in our free country?

Upon hearing this, the leader looked at his underlings and said half-jokingly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After the leader finished speaking, everyone except the newcomer laughed.

"By the time those idiots who spend all day in their offices eating donuts and burgers and drinking cola, with fat and syrup flowing through their veins, are sent out on duty, we'll already be on a plane and have left the Free Country!"

A burly man sitting next to the leader explained with a grin.

"is it?"

Just as this group of thugs, having withdrawn a non-existent deposit from the bank and preparing to leave triumphantly, were boasting and laughing, a hoarse voice rang out in everyone's hearts.

"Who is speaking?"

The leader was puzzled. He had a good memory and was certain that he had never heard this voice before and it definitely did not belong to any of his underlings.

"Boss, boss, look out the car window..."

The newcomer stared out of his boss's car window as if he had seen something terrifying. He trembled and stammered as he spoke.

"Car window..."

Upon hearing this, the leader looked out his car window and then froze.

Standing outside the door of his SUV was a burly man dressed in a white and black bodysuit with a large 'F' printed in the center.

At that moment, the burly man was looking at him with a smile.

"Gentlemen, please get off at the station!"

The burly man, a sunny smile on his face, looked at the group of thugs and spoke in a cold voice.