After saying goodbye to Dr. Genos, Jupiter began searching for Zombie Man...
Inside a dim warehouse.
A man in a trench coat hid in the shadows, secretly watching everything.
"Are there thirty enemies?"
After confirming their numbers, the man pulled two axes from beneath his coat.
"Hey! You'd better surrender!"
The man strode right up to the gangsters, who were busy unloading cargo.
"Huh?"
"Who are you? Mind your own business!"
When the man in the trench coat appeared, one of the gangsters who couldn't stand the sight of him scowled and stepped forward.
"Please stop transporting illegal goods, or I'll have to use force to stop you from breaking the law."
The man in the trench coat remained perfectly calm in the face of the gangster's threat. He spoke coldly.
"Do you even know where you are?"
The gangster pulled a handgun from his pocket and pressed it against the man's head, shouting.
"Looks like we can't talk this out. In that case..."
The man in the trench coat looked a little helpless. If he could, he didn't want to resort to using force against other humans.
"Bang!"
Just as the man in the trench coat was about to act, the roar of a gunshot rang out.
A spray of red followed as the bullet pierced the man's head.
"Uh..."
The gangsters were stunned. They hadn't expected anyone to just open fire, let alone score a direct headshot.
"You're too slow. Why waste your breath on a guy like that?"
"Just shoot him dead."
As everyone stood in shock, a man in a black suit, a cigar dangling from his mouth, walked out of the room and shouted at the gangsters.
"B-Boss!"
The gangsters straightened up and bowed respectfully to the man who had fired the shot.
"Enough talk.