Wanted

--Bzzzz!

More police officers rushed in, but none dared approach the center of the battle.

Quite a few police helicopters had also arrived overhead.

One of them belonged to Seattle TV Station.

The dedicated cameraman carried his camera on his shoulder as the howling wind whipped the reporter's hair into disarray before the lens.

But he did not care in the slightest. His face was filled with excitement!

"Brown, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Oh my God! I can't believe Superpowered Individuals really exist in this world!

And the most important thing is, they're fighting!

God, I can already picture myself becoming famous across the globe!

Hurry, Brown, turn on your camera. It's time to get to work!"

After reporter Clemons rattled on for a while, he noticed that Brown, his assistant and cameraman, had not reacted at all.

He merely stood there in a daze, without even turning on the camera.

Clemons immediately felt somewhat displeased.

Just as he was about to reprimand him, Brown pointed behind him.

Clemons turned around in confusion.

"Oh! Fuck!!"

The two combatants had somehow shifted to the vicinity of their helicopter.

With one punch from Matt, Andrew was sent flying.

And the direction he was hurtling toward was precisely their news helicopter!

Given the combat power the two had displayed earlier, that collision would probably turn the entire helicopter into a giant firework!

Whether Andrew would die was uncertain, but the two of them, along with the poor helicopter pilot, would definitely die horribly!

At that critical moment, Matt suddenly lunged forward and used Telekinesis to pull the helicopter away!

Although everyone inside the helicopter was left dizzy and nearly flung out, they had at least escaped certain death!

But that distraction allowed Andrew to seize an opening.

"You dare lose focus while fighting me, you mongrel? You're already dead!"

His punch landed squarely on Matt's chest!

--Pfft!!

Matt spat out a mouthful of blood!

Even after entering the Magnetic Field Rotation realm, the heart and brain remained weaknesses below five hundred thousand horsepower.

Not to mention that they currently possessed only the cultivation of Current Propulsion.

Matt felt as though his heart had stopped for an instant!

He plummeted hard, crashing to the ground.

Sensing that Matt could no longer resist.

Andrew let out a sinister laugh. "Keh keh! Since you people can never comprehend the true essence of power, I shall end you myself! There only needs to be one Top Predator!"

Just as he was about to fly down and deliver the final blow to Matt, he suddenly sensed danger!

He spun around and thrust out his palm.

A long, slender bullet hovered before his hand.

It was a sniper round aimed directly at his head!

If a sniper bullet struck the weak point of his brain while he was unprepared, even he would suffer considerable injury!

Only then did he discover that he had been surrounded by a large number of armed personnel.

They were not the officers who had arrived earlier, dressed in police uniforms and armed only with pistols.

They were riot-control special forces clad head to toe in black combat uniforms, wearing black tactical helmets and equipped with advanced tactical vests and protective gear!

Their weapons were also more advanced, including submachine guns, concussion grenades, handheld grenade launchers, and more.

Numerous snipers had long been positioned at elevated locations. The moment they found an opportunity, they would pull the trigger without hesitation!

"You trash dare act so brazenly before me?!"

Faced with the encirclement of so many riot-control special forces, Andrew was utterly fearless!

In fact, he had every reason not to fear them.

However, at that moment, a combat commander brought over a middle-aged man.

That man was Richard Demotte!

He looked extremely disheveled. Upon seeing Andrew hovering high in the air, he kept waving his arms.

Then the police loudspeaker sounded.

"Andrew, stop making pointless resistance and come down to surrender!"

Andrew's expression darkened.

He thought of something.

He looked toward his home.

His Telekinesis rapidly spread out, scanning and detecting everything within its range like radar.

Only after confirming that his mother, Karen, had not been affected by the battle did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Today, I'll spare your lives!"

No matter how the commander below or Richard shouted at him.

A Sonic Boom Cloud exploded around Andrew, and he swiftly vanished beyond the horizon.

He could not continue attacking. Otherwise, if they resorted to large-scale bombardment, he could not guarantee Karen's safety.

Watching Andrew escape right before his eyes, commander Biton Williams cursed furiously, "Fuck!!"

At that moment, several riot-control officers came over, supporting two blood-covered figures.

They were Matt and Steve!

Seeing the two of them.

Williams revealed a faint smile. "Looks like this trip wasn't completely fruitless after all!"

Just then.

A figure suddenly descended from the sky.

He appeared before Williams and the others.

Before they could react, he grabbed Steve and Matt, who were both unconscious.

Then he shot into the sky.

Williams cursed inwardly, but his body could not move at all.

Not just him—everyone around him seemed to have been immobilized by some kind of binding spell.

They were completely unable to move their bodies.

Only after the three figures disappeared beyond the horizon did they regain their freedom.

Williams roared in fury, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!"

He carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

But he had not seen the man's face at all.

He was too fast!

When he tried to check the combat recordings, he discovered that some unknown interference had apparently occurred.

All electronic equipment had failed!

On the outskirts of a small town beneath the Olympic Mountains, west of Seattle.

Inside a rundown motel.

Steve and Matt remained unconscious in the damp, sweltering room.

Gu Qing stood by the window, watching the drizzling rain outside.

Seattle's sky seemed to always be shrouded in gloom.

From heavy rain to light rain, from light rain to drizzle, then from drizzle back to heavy rain.

It never stopped.

Just like the mood of Seattle's residents now.

Anyone who had watched the news that day could not help but feel worried.

After the casualties and property damage caused by that battle in Vanguard District, where Andrew's home was located, were calculated.

Panicked Seattle residents even organized a march, hoping to pressure the Seattle Police Department into quickly apprehending those damned Superpowered Individuals.

In fact, the Seattle Police Department had issued Wanted notices that very day.

The Wanted notices covered the entirety of Washington State.

Yet the three who had fought that day—Andrew, Steve, and Matt—had all vanished as if they had evaporated from the world.

The only consolation was that they had already confirmed the identities and appearances of all three.

In this era, as long as someone wished to live like an ordinary person and buy things, they would inevitably leave traces and clues behind.

What truly made them uneasy was this: who was the mysterious person who had appeared at the end to rescue them?

And how many more Superpowered Individuals with strength like theirs were there?