"The biggest success in the last three years."

The captain of the security department came to Jiangbei's side and said with a smile.

"Thanks to you. NND, these turtle sons were really unexpected, and God knows where they got such fierce equipment. Oh sure, it's probably the same as a bubble gun to you hahaha."

He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter from the inside pocket of his jacket and leisurely lit one. Then he gestured to Jiangbei: "Come on?" ”

"No, I don't need to." Jiangbei refused.

The captain took a beautiful puff himself, spat out a transparent smoke ring, and showed a satisfied expression.

"I hope you don't mind, but I only have this chance to be happy for a while, and I will be counted out by my daughter when I go back. She kept telling me to quit smoking. She just started to manage her father in college, isn't it? Haha"

At this time, the shackled crutch Li was passing by the two. Two special operators held guns to him and escorted him to the transport truck with his arrested younger brothers.

The kidnapper Li stopped and squinted his eyes to look at Jiangbei.

"You must be complacent about doing something good, right?" He snorted, "Yes." Guys like you, guys like you who fly high up in the clouds, the people below us are nothing more than insignificant ants to you.

Yes, you fought crime, caught us, you are powerful. The news will go crazy to brag about your exploits, after all, a guy like you deserves a lot of talk about even saving a cat from a tree.

And then you flew away in style, and who cares about the rest of us? Who will save the rest of us from the quagmire called life? ”

"Alright, let's go."

The barrel of the gun was pressed against him.

The kidnapper Li was limped forward with a limp. But when he got into the car, he stretched out his head and said to Jiangbei: "You won't understand." This town, the people who live here. We have no choice. Because this is Cape Black Point, the town that chose us to become. You won't understand! ”

The door closed, and the drug lord went away with the escort vehicle.

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

Jiangbei doesn't matter.

Maybe the kidnapper Lee is right, maybe what he says is indeed the truth. But if he expects this to cause moral pressure on Jiangbei, it would be too funny.

After all, Jiangbei is essentially just to earn library value, and to upgrade and become stronger by the way. As for improving people's livelihood, if you can do better, if you can't, you don't need to force it.

He knew he wasn't a real God, and he didn't have the compassion of a real superman. Saving a person with superpowers is counted as one, and it is impossible to take all the responsibility in the fields of economy, politics, people's livelihood, science and technology in the world on his shoulders, right?

Seeing that the incident is over, there should be no more waves, and Jiangbei is also ready to leave.

I noticed that a guy in a black robe squeezed out from the onlookers next to him and came straight towards Jiangbei.

Then bow down.

Jiangbei: "? ”

"O great superhuman god!" The man was so reverent that his head even banged on the concrete floor, "Save your devout believers!" ”

Jiangbei: "??? ”

Confused, he realized that he was not the only one.

More of his fellows, dressed in similar uniforms, came out of nowhere, surrounded him from all sides, as if on a pilgrimage.

One by one, they fell to their knees.

"Help us"

"Superhuman God."

"O God Almighty"

Jiangbei: "."

Is this a denomination that believes in itself?

In fact, he also knew that similar sect groups had spawned in many regions, but he had only heard about them on the Internet before and had never seen them with his own eyes.

It also makes sense when you think about it. Religious worship is an instinctive need of many people, and even if some people don't really believe it in their hearts, they will use it to find psychological sustenance for themselves.

Even if the subject is a fictional being.

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

Rather, it would be strange if there was no such thing as a related belief in such a situation.

Jiang Bei lightly avoided the direction in which they knelt: "Don't bow down." I'm not a god, I'm just a passerby."

Before the words were finished, I didn't expect that not only did they not persuade these believers to dress up, but the crowd who were originally watching from awe from awe were also brought to the rhythm and rushed up.

"Superman! I need help! ”

"I need it too!"

"I lost my job, and I still have a child."

"My dad was in the hospital and the doctor said he wouldn't survive the week. Please."

"I tried, but I couldn't keep going. Please."

“.”

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

Saying that, Xiang Jiangbei showed an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, this ghost place is like this." Everyone is locked up in their homes all day and prays that one day there will be a savior from heaven."

"It's fine."

Jiang Bei waved his hand.

He rose into the air surrounded by the crowd, and between the countless longing glances and outstretched arms, it was like a red flag that was fading away.

The figure sat at the window of a messy room in a certain house, staring at the red cloak in the distance outside the window, and smiled softly.

"They seem to think that the red cloak is the savior of this town, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Pitch black apartment with no lights on. A faint musty smell permeated the room that had not been cleaned in a long time, and the furniture and furnishings were old to the point of mold.

The paint peeled off the walls, revealing blackened bricks. Takeout bags and unpacked clothes make the floor look like a garbage dump.

"Actually, let me say it, they don't recognize the cotton wool of this town. There is no savior here, not even salvation. Superman is no different from those black-hearted guys in the name of charity, it's just that they have a red cloak in their sanctimonious manners.

At the end of the day, people still have to rely on themselves. If you don't rob it, others will rob it. If you don't plunder, you'll be trampled underfoot, that's all

Ah yes, you should know this best, you don't need me to talk nonsense. ”

He narrowed his eyes and looked to the side.

It turned out that there was a person lying on the messy bed next to it.

A shriveled man, almost sucked dry, with two eyeballs protruding from his sockets in horror, bloodshot eyes.

The man opened his mouth and made a muffled sound. It seems that this alone has made him painfully drain the last of his strength.

"Please."

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

(End of chapter)