An invisible creature? Other than himself, didn't that mean Translucent?
He had not even gone looking for him yet, and the man had delivered himself right to his door. It seemed today's business was going smoothly.
Su Ming did not know what Translucent wanted. Strangle could sense his footsteps stopping nearby, followed by no further movement. He simply stood there, seemingly staring blankly at Maeve?
Come to think of it, Translucent was probably the darkest of all Vought International's Superheroes. Most of New York's unsolved headless-body cases could probably be pinned on him.
After all, if invisibility was used well, no matter what bad things one did, one would never be discovered.
When someone never had to bear consequences or pay a price for anything they did, becoming a psychopathic serial killer was only natural. People always kept pushing beyond themselves in pursuit of greater thrills.
Just like that, Queen Maeve opened her thirtieth bottle of liquor and continued her drinking ritual. Even sitting there, she swayed unsteadily.
Translucent remained silent, staring at the woman from a short distance behind her. The whole thing felt bizarre.
But when Sky Dome Group held its press conference, the press event here would begin at the same time. With time limited, Su Ming did not feel like playing riddles with them and simply made his move.
The reason Translucent's mutated trait allowed him to turn invisible was supposedly because his skin had become some kind of high-carbon fiber material, producing an effect similar to optical camouflage. That skin was also very tough; at the very least, an ordinary person could not pierce it with a power drill.
But that was not a problem for Su Ming. Others could not see Translucent, but Strangle had eaten snakes in the past and acquired their heat-sensing