I became superman when I died

Chapter 137 Black Cape Town

"The biggest success in nearly three years."

The captain of the public security department came to Jiangbei and said with a smile.

"Thanks to you. NND, these bastards are really unexpected. God knows where they got such powerful equipment. Oh, of course, it may be as good as a bubble gun to you hahaha."

He took out a cigarette and a lighter from the inner pocket of his jacket, and casually lit one.Then he gestured to Jiangbei: "One?"

"No, I don't need it." Jiang Bei refused.

The captain himself took a puff beautifully, exhaled a transparent smoke ring, and showed a satisfied expression.

"I hope you don't mind, but I only have this chance to have fun for a while, and I will be scolded by my daughter when I go back. She has been telling me to quit smoking. She started to take care of her father just after college, isn't it? Haha "

At this time, Li Zheng, the kidnapper in shackles, passed by the two of them.Two special forces team members held guns on him and escorted him to the transport vehicle along with a group of captured boys.

Kidnap Li stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiangbei.

"You must be complacent about doing something good, right?" he snorted, "Yeah. Guys like you, you guys flying up and down in the clouds, to you, the people below us are nothing but nothing of ants.

Yes, you fought crime, caught us, you were great.The news will be raving about your feats, after all a guy like you deserves a lot of credit for saving a cat from a tree.

Then you fly off in style, who cares about the rest of us?Who can save the rest of us from the quagmire called life? "

"Okay, let's go."

The barrel of the gun was on him.

The kidnapper Li was forced to move forward with a limp.But when he came to the car, he stretched his head and said to Jiangbei: "You won't understand. This town, the people who live here... We have no choice. Because this is Heijia Town, this town chooses us to become It's what it looks like. You won't understand!"

The car door was closed, and the drug lord left with the escort car.

"Don't take it to heart." The captain said to Jiang Bei, "It's just an incompetent and raging beast."

Jiangbei didn't care.

Maybe Kidnapper Lee is right, maybe what he said is indeed the truth.But it would be too funny if he expected this to put moral pressure on Jiangbei.

After all, Jiangbei is essentially just to earn library value, and to continue to upgrade and become stronger by the way.As for improving people's livelihood, if you can do better, if you can't, there is no need to force it.

He clearly knew that he was not a real god, nor did he have the compassion of a real superman.Saving one person with superpowers counts as one person. It is impossible to take responsibility for the world's economics, politics, people's livelihood, science and technology, etc. on your shoulders, right?

Seeing that there should be no more disturbances after the incident ended, Jiang Bei was also preparing to leave.

But he noticed that a guy in a black robe squeezed out from the crowd of onlookers and came towards Jiangbei.

Then Natou bowed.

Jiangbei: "?"

"Great God of Superman!" The man worshiped so devoutly that he even knocked his head on the concrete floor, "Save your devout believers!"

Jiangbei: "???"

While being confused, he realized that he was not the only one.

More guys in similar uniforms and dresses came out from nowhere and surrounded him from all directions, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

All fell to their knees.

"Save us"

"The God of Superman."

"God Almighty"

Jiangbei: "."

Is this a collision with the sect you believe in yourself?
In fact, he also knows that similar religious groups have emerged in many regions, but he has only heard about it on the Internet before and never seen it with his own eyes.

It also makes sense when you think about it carefully.Religious worship is the instinctive need of many people. Even if some people don't really believe in it deep down, they will use it to find a psychological sustenance for themselves.

Even if the subject is a fictional existence.

And now, they have a real object that is not fictional.An omnipotent existence that shows miracles everywhere, a god who walks in the world, and really responds to prayers, and is active among various natural and man-made disasters.

Rather, it would be strange if no relevant religious activities could be derived under such circumstances.

Jiang Bei lightly avoided the direction where they were kneeling: "Don't worship. I'm not a god, I'm just passing by."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't expect that instead of persuading the group of believers to dress up, the crowd who had been watching from afar in awe were also brought into rhythm and surged up.

"Superman! I need help!"

"I also need!"

"I lost my job and I have a kid."

"My dad is in the hospital and the doctor says he won't make it through the week. Please."

"I've tried, but I really can't take it anymore. Please."

"."

The security captain led the team forward and began to control the situation: "Keep your distance, this is still a crime scene, your actions are obstructing official duties"

As he spoke, he showed an apologetic expression to Jiangbei: "I'm sorry, this place is like this. Everyone stays at home all day and prays that one day a savior will come down from the sky"

"fine."

Jiang Bei waved his hand.

Surrounded by the crowd, he slowly lifted into the sky, and among the countless longing eyes and outstretched arms, he disappeared like a red flag that was gradually receding.

The figure sat at the window of a messy room in a certain residence, looked at the red cloak going away outside the window, and smiled softly.

"They seem to think that the red cloak is the savior of this town, do you think it's ridiculous?"

A dark apartment with no lights on.A faint musty smell filled the room that had not been cleaned for a long time, and the furniture and furnishings were so old that they were moldy.

The paint was peeling off the walls, exposing blackened bricks.Takeaway bags and unpacked clothes make the floor look like a dump.

"Actually, if you ask me, they don't even recognize this town of cotton wool. There is no savior here, not even redemption. Superman is not fundamentally different from those black-hearted guys in the name of charity, it's just sanctimonious with a red cape.

In the end, people still have to rely on themselves.If you don't grab it, others will.If you don't plunder, you will be trampled underfoot, that's all
Ah, by the way, you should know this best, so I don't need to talk nonsense. "

He narrowed his eyes and looked aside.

It turned out that there was someone lying on the messy bed next to him.

A shriveled-looking person who seemed to have been sucked dry, with two eyeballs protruding from the eye sockets in horror, and the eyes were bloodshot.

The man opened his mouth and made a muffled sound.It seemed that just this made him squeeze out the last of his strength in pain.

"Please."

The figure looked at the shriveled man, ignored his pain, and grinned: "Are you right, father?"

(End of this chapter)