How strong was Superman when he got serious?
Miao Mu and the others had not even reached where the Beetle was parked.
Superman had already grabbed Anthony Winston, the second-generation Dollmaker who had been randomly calling people his mother in Miss Kate's house.
Like he was carrying a chick, Superman flew him to Metropolis Prison, tore open a section of the prison wall, found an unoccupied cell, and tossed Anthony inside.
Before leaving, Superman shoved the wall back into place and reinforced it with his heat vision.
Meanwhile, the prison guards stood neatly in the yard with coffee cups in hand, watching Superman fly away. Clearly, they had grown very used to this sight.
Sometimes, it really was not that they were incompetent. It was just that compared to Superman's efficiency, they... seemed utterly powerless.
Besides, after Superman's repeated welding modifications, the material of Metropolis Prison had freaking changed. It was truly... impervious to blades and bullets.
Of course, no one was insane enough to hire the world's top mercenaries to break someone out of here. As everyone knew, Superman's Man of Steel was not merely a title—he truly lived up to the name.
No one in Metropolis was dumb enough to shoot Superman with guns and bullets, Kryptonite bullets aside.
Other than some idiot who had tried to snipe Superman the month before last and been sent to prison, no second idiot had tried it.
Even Lex Luthor, the bald man people called "someone whose brain had been trampled by pigs," had chosen to challenge Superman with a laser gun and powered armor.
Although Superman tore the armor to pieces and the laser had only managed to shave him, at least Luthor had picked the right direction.
"Lifting this car with one hand? That's nothing. It's not that