"Have you heard? Another Superhuman is going to be sent to Wetland Prison for research!"
"I heard they're going to dissect this Superhuman before killing him!"
"Who is it? Which Superhuman got that unlucky?"
"I heard he's called the Winter Soldier."
Several busy figures kept weaving through the crowd at the gathering.
They moved discreetly, without causing any major disturbances.
Most of the so-called street heroes around them had never received counter-surveillance training.
Naturally, they failed to notice the people sowing discord.
But Luke Cage and his girlfriend were among the few people there who had received formal combat training.
"Anna."
Sensing that something was wrong, Luke Cage called his girlfriend's name into the crowd.
The people who had been constantly moving through the crowd slowly came to a stop.
At the center, a masked Superhuman dressed in black stood at the highest point.
He stood in the middle of the stage, delivering an impassioned speech with an air of righteousness.
"Everyone, allow me to call you my brethren. We are Superhumans! Superhumans who are different from ordinary people!"
His speech quickly drew a great many people's attention.
"Over the past five years, we have gradually emerged into this world. Some of us can teleport, some can heal their injuries... Whatever abilities we possess, they are gifts from heaven! Not heavy shackles!"
"And now, many people are trying to place heavy shackles on our superpowers! Can we submit to that?"
"No!" Several people below the stage timed their indignant cries perfectly!
Their response stirred up discontent among even more people.
Luke Cage's heart sank. A declaration like this was bound to cause serious trouble!
Just as he was about to step forward and stop the speaker onstage, a hand caught him.
"Luke, what are you planning to do?"
Luke turned