Superman's Ending Manual

"Isn't this Mr. Judge? What kind of wind brings you here?"

The puppet raised a non-existent brow, then lowered his right hand and shot a spider thread towards a street lamp in the distance, clinging to the yellowed lampshade. It jumped up from the bridge, grabbed the spider silk and flew out of the range of the flames, landed on the ground, and walked in front of the black judge.

Then, he stretched out the burned severed arm towards him: "How about making a friend, Mr. Judge? I have admired your name for a long time."

"Did you reach out with the wrong hand?" Judge Black asked, tilting his head and the blood-red V on his mask tilted accordingly.

"It seems to make sense."

Being reminded like this, the puppet looked down, and then stretched out its good hand.

The next moment, a dark and deep light flashed across Judge Black's hand, and the doll's right hand broke off in an instant, flying across the cold wind above the viaduct.

"Let's be honest, you, an executive of the Control Bureau and a quasi-superhero, just broke both of my hands. Your quality is really low... Let me guess, you guys should all be from Qingya. Fans, I suggest you don’t learn from such low-quality superheroes, it can easily lead to bad things for children.”

The puppet stared at its right hand flying in the sky, waved its two severed arms helplessly, and talked nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry, you're not qualified to shake my hand." Judge Black said slowly, "I'm not interested in you, go aside, I'm not looking for you." He walked towards Black Wukong as he spoke.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted up his glove, and then a jet-black light spread out from the back of his hand, covering and swallowing the Samadhi True Fire on the viaduct like dark matter, and the flame curtain in front disappeared in an instant.

Is this the strength of A++ level? Ke Mingye thought, so what is the origin of the eldest brother, a superpower?

Black Wukong turned to look at this scene, typing on the memo on his phone, facing the screen towards him, and above it was written: "Are you a superpower?"

"If I must say it..." Judge Black rubbed the chin of the mask with his hand, "I should be considered half a mutant."

"The eldest brother is a mutant? Now that the family's ecological environment is complete, does my mother have some obsessive-compulsive disorder? She must gather all the superhuman races, right?" Ke Mingye thought.

Black Wukong continued typing and raised the screen: "Who are you?"

"Judge Black." A mechanical and magnetic voice came from behind Ke Yinzhi's mask, "Executor of the Anomaly Control Bureau."

Black Wukong lowered his head to type, and then turned the screen to face him: "What a coincidence, our code names both have the character '黑'. But this was given to me by someone else, and I don't need a code name."

"It's a coincidence, but it doesn't matter. You set fire on the viaduct and violated the law. I am now making a request to you in the name of the Anomaly Control Bureau..." The Black Judge paused, "Take off your mask."

Black Goku looked at his V-shaped mask calmly, typed, and raised his phone: "I refuse."

"It seems that I have to make a statement." Judge Black said helplessly, "You should have figured out from the scene just now that you are not my opponent, or do you want to verify it yourself?"

Ke Mingzhi said, you are still deceiving yourself here, right? She is your sister, there is nothing wrong with admitting it.

While controlling the trick doll, he jumped in between the two of them desperately, "Wait a minute, have you ever asked me about being rough with her? I'm her good friend."

The puppet said, patting Black Goku on the shoulder with his severed arm.

Black Goku was typing, and he raised his phone coldly to face this Jilaisu: "Who is your good friend?"

"Me." The puppet pointed at himself and then at Judge Black, "It can't be him, right?"

"What a clown." Judge Black turned to look at him, the V on the metal mask shining red, "I let you go, why don't you go?"

"Why are you leaving?" the doll said, with its two remaining arms on its hips. "I can't die, and I can even stick out my tongue at you."

It opened its mouth and was about to stick out its tongue, but it quickly covered its mouth and said in a cold sweat: "Oh, so I don't have a tongue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye passed through Judge Black's hand. The doll's head had already fallen to the ground, rolled twice on the viaduct, and stopped at Black Wukong's feet.

"It seems that now you not only have no tongue, but also no head." Judge Black spread his hands.

"Well, to be precise, I don't have a head anymore, but I have a body."

The doll's head stood upside down on the ground, saying, "You are really cruel, you know, treating me like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Black Wukong casually swiped the golden cudgel on the ground, like hitting a golf ball, and knocked its head away, falling into the city from the edge of the viaduct.

"It seems that now it doesn't even have a head." Judge Black continued.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining body of the doll swayed in the wind for a moment, then slowly fell to the ground, its body violently cracked and heated up.

At the moment before it exploded, the body was tightly wrapped in the dark light released by the judge, like a black mummy. The explosion occurred in that layer of dark light, and was canceled out without even making a sound. Despite this, there was still a burst of eerie laughter that suddenly sounded on the viaduct and poured into the ears of the two of them.

As the laughter disappeared, the judge moved his gaze back to Black Wukong and whispered: "Then, back to our topic, please take off your mask."

Black Wukong stared at him in silence, the somersault cloud under his feet surged noisily like a steam engine. The next moment, the somersault cloud soared into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it took her figure into the night.

Black Judge raised his right hand, and slowly pointed his five fingers together at her back. Countless tiny dark floating substances slowly rose from the front of his nails and accumulated into a small ball.

He had full confidence that even if they were a hundred meters apart, this attack could completely knock Black Wukong off the somersault cloud.

But two seconds later, the dark sphere at his fingertips collapsed, turning into light spots like rain scattered all over the ground, "eroding" tiny holes on the bridge surface.

Black Judge raised his head and silently watched Black Wukong's figure go away in the night sky and gradually disappear from his sight. After a long time, he retracted his gaze and walked towards the railing of the viaduct.

"It's really troublesome... How could I have such a rebellious sister."

Ke Yinzhi complained softly while taking off the V-shaped mask. The cold wind blew his shoulder-length black hair.

He put his arms on the bridge railing, overlooking the brightly lit city, and whispered to himself: "Good news, Qiu Wu is not a player, because players will not possess the body of superhumans; bad news, she is the god Sun Wukong, a T0-level target on the management bureau's elimination list."

As he said, he turned over from the bridge railing, leaned his back against the bridge railing, took a deep breath, and tapped the bridge railing with his fingers.

"So, what should we do now... The Control Bureau has already planned a plan to eliminate Black Wukong, which will be implemented soon. With Qiu Wu's strength, it is impossible to fight against them."

Ke Yinzhi lowered his head, his drooping hair covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "How about before that, chop up the other four S-level executors in the bureau and feed them to pigs. Anyway, I have long disliked them..."

At this time, a phone call interrupted his thoughts.

Ke Yinzhi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the caller. It was his younger brother Ke Mingye.

He answered the phone: "Why, do you miss me?"

"Miss you, the rice that mom cooked for you is almost cold, come back quickly, okay?" Ke Mingye shouted on the phone.

"Okay, okay, I'm back, hanging up."

After that, Ke Yinzhi hung up the phone.

"This kid is still the same." He smiled, put the phone in the pocket of his windbreaker, and walked slowly towards the shadow of the viaduct.

There will be another update later.