Wrangler was furious right now.
He had received a message from a branch assistant saying that in a certain jurisdiction south of Dallas, a gang of vicious arsonists was smashing, looting, and burning shops and residential homes along the way.
What was most infuriating was that Wrangler had just helped the police capture a few fugitives, and before he could free himself up, those arsonists had been brought to justice by another superhero.
Gecko.
A freak in a strange red and green uniform, wearing a black scaly cloak, with a lizard half-mask on his face.
He had risen strongly in Texas for over a year.
Now, he and the equally young Supersonic were known together as the mysterious twin stars of the "House of Superman".
"Mysterious twin stars?"
Laymen watch the spectacle, while experts watch the technique.
"If it weren't for that familiar golden'S' ring icon on his left chest, he would have been sent to meet God by me and other Vought heroes long ago."
Wrangler was quite disdainful of this.
The Texas Daily and local social media blew these two kids up as heavyweight superheroes below Superman, calling them limitless in potential, which was complete nonsense.
Wrangler was about the same age as these two, and they had met a few times before while on missions, even briefly exchanging blows.
He had won completely.
So this time, hearing that the other party dared to cross the line into Dallas territory, he was very angry.
Wrangler had excellent hearing and good eyesight, and combined with his talent for shooting, his American-style iaijutsu marksmanship was extraordinary.
'It's this direction, for sure...'
The sun went down, and Wrangler sprinted along a street.
The 'Texas Madman' was not planning to suppress his madness tonight; he wanted to let that kid Gecko, who didn't know his place, know the price of not listening to advice.
'There, finally see you!'
Wrangler listened to the sound to identify the position, and from afar, he saw a shadow wearing a scaly cloak.
That shadow wore a strange mask, looking like a giant Gecko, leaping and crawling between buildings, moving fast and agilely, occasionally using the cloak for skilled gliding.
'Compared to a few months ago, his range of motion seems a bit exaggerated?'
Wrangler's mind flashed with this thought, but because he was in a hurry to capture him, he didn't have time to think too much.
Gecko seemed to sense it.
'Rip~!'
He suddenly extended his slender tongue at the corner ahead, wrapping it around the edge of a billboard in mid-air.
His whole body swung away from the original trajectory like a swing, disappearing from Wrangler's line of sight in an instant.
'Do you think you can escape?!'
Wrangler was even more annoyed when he saw this, put all his strength into his feet, and began to chase with his head down.
Several cars were speeding on the road, and Wrangler overtook them one by one with a speed faster than a galloping horse.
The drivers were so scared they dropped their cigarettes, and upon realizing what happened, they hurriedly took out their phones to film, the shaking steering wheels making other vehicles behind them almost curse.
The road conditions became more remote, and the lights dimmed.
At some point, Wrangler turned into a deserted path, and the abandoned buildings along the way showed that this was far from the residential area, a nearly scrapped factory area.
Wrangler lost him, and he had to stop, panting heavily, to identify the direction.
Just at this moment.
"Yo~! Buddy, looks like you're looking for me?"
A relaxed voice came from a tall building in the shadows nearby.
'Someone is here?'
Wrangler was shocked; with his enhanced hearing, he hadn't noticed at all.
Wrangler turned his head sharply.
He saw Gecko facing his direction, hanging on the wall, his hands and feet sticking tightly to the vertical building surface like suction cups, waving one hand at him.
The previous Gecko could also climb walls, but he definitely couldn't stroll casually on the wall at the height of the fourth or fifth floor.
"Some people take our kindness for weakness."
Wrangler glared at the figure on the wall and said angrily: "Gecko, we have warned you again and again not to play your ridiculous superhero games on our turf. Since you won't listen to advice, you will have to pay the price!"
"First."
Gecko held up a finger: "Don't make it sound so nice. You aren't kind; you are just afraid of Mr. Superman."
"Second."
Gecko held up another finger and counted off: "Texas has never been anyone's territory. You Vought superheroes can't even complete the most basic crime-fighting tasks. Look at the public security here; it's a mess. What qualification do you have to say I crossed the line?"
Hearing him speak so eloquently and denying his efforts, Wrangler was furious: "Don't sit in the back seat and point fingers! When I was on duty day and night during this period, you don't even know where you were sleeping!!"
He was also young and hot-headed, otherwise he wouldn't have subconsciously defended his actions.
"Oh?"
Matthew looked at the Vought superhero who was not much older than himself, a hint of interest appearing under the dark lizard mask.
"If things can't be done well day and night, then it must be that the level is not enough and not suitable. Why not hand it over to someone better?"
He said with a grin: "You want me to just watch the flames swallow the shops and residential buildings along the street today?"
"When that group of scum was holding torches and tools, shouting and acting recklessly, should I have chosen to turn a blind eye just like you?"
"Hahaha~! Wrangler, you are really overbearing~!"
Matthew could piss people off when he said witty remarks; that was exactly why Alex couldn't help but bicker with him.
Wrangler's expression froze, and he was choked speechless.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Gecko continued: "You treat the Dallas area as your own private property. In your eyes, there is only business, not the life or death of ordinary people. Vought superheroes are the worst Superhumans in this world. Besides acting, you can't do anything else well. I feel sorry for your incompetence."
"I want you to die @#￥#%!"
Wrangler was a hot-tempered person to begin with, and at this moment, he was almost exploding with anger.
Being humiliated so ruthlessly, the last string of reason in his mind snapped. He quickly drew his long Colt Python revolver and fired 'Bang! Bang!' twice at Gecko's head.
Wrangler's signature abilities were'Super Precision' and 'Hearing Enhancement'.
The bullets fired by him were not just like having a scope; they were like being cast with a must-hit spell.
Countless Superhumans of the Physical Enhancement type could only helplessly regret their fate when facing his fast, ruthless, and accurate American-style iaijutsu dream marksmanship.
But this time, the shot missed.
Gecko's 'Hunting Instinct' warned him a step earlier.
He climbed and dodged on the wall, but his back was hit, and he fell from above.
"Chatting with me at such a close distance."
Wrangler looked at the person struggling on the ground and said disdainfully: "Are you very confident in your body's defense? Unfortunately, my bullets are special armor-piercing rounds. Say goodbye to this world, Gecko."
After he finished speaking, he mercilessly raised his hand and fired two shots.
'Bang! Bang~!'
Gecko's chest and abdomen were directly pierced, and he fell backward.
"Chased all the way, I was waiting for recovery just now. What are you waiting for?"
Looking at the motionless body on the ground.
Wrangler blew on the muzzle, regained his confidence, calmed his breathing, and smiled arrogantly: "You foul-mouthed kid, you asked for it yourself. I didn't even hit your vital points. If you can't take it, you deserve it!"
If you don't have the strength but still taunt, in Wrangler's view, it is extremely stupid and deserves to die.
Just as he put away his gun and was about to leave, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
The figure on the ground became a bit thin, as thin as a layer of skin, almost floating away in the night wind.
'Something's wrong!'
Wrangler reacted quickly and drew his gun to be on guard.
'Rustle—'
Three 'Geckos' who were identical in height, appearance, and even attire slowly walked from different directions.
Looking closely, one could find that their exposed skin was abnormally pale.
"Nice marksmanship."
One of the Geckos even gave a thumbs up to praise: "Wrangler, our team is still missing a long-range sniper. Are you interested in jumping ship and working with me?"
'Gecko also has the ability to split?!'
Wrangler's expression was solemn, and his heart sank.
Not only because Gecko's ability was weird, but also because he had just felt a real threat from Gecko's clones.
The previous American-style iaijutsu effect was outstanding, but it was a clever combination of Wrangler's abilities; he was actually not relaxed.
In other words, every clone of Gecko might not be a decoration, but a solid, powerful Superhuman.
Wrangler said coldly: "You can't split infinitely, right? Today I am going to tear your mouth apart here!!"
However, he, Wrangler, was no pushover. Besides his powerful marksmanship, 'Physical Enhancement' also ensured not low hand-to-hand combat power.
A Superhuman's ability strength cannot suddenly skyrocket; there must be a process.
Combined with Gecko's previous strength, Wrangler believed that he was not without a chance of winning.
"Admire your courage, buddy."
Three Geckos shook their heads, stretched their arms, and said in unison: "Then let's try it."
'Sasha~!'
Another five or six Gecko clones faded their dark concealment and crawled out from the walls of the tall buildings in all directions. They were firmly adsorbed on the walls, staring at Wrangler on the ground as if looking at prey.
'When did...'
As arrogant as Wrangler was, he couldn't help but turn pale at this moment.
On a taller building further away.
Matthew sat on the roof, swinging his long legs leisurely.
His pupils hidden under the lizard mask turned into vertical slits, staring at the hunting scene in the distance.
"Wrangler, I hope you brought enough bullets; otherwise, my clones can tire you to death."
The grayish-brown scaly robe fluttered with the night wind.
Gecko's back seemed to be vibrating, and the next moment, a small piece of flesh separated from him, fell to the ground, and slowly turned into the appearance of the main body.
'Short-body fission', this ability was becoming more and more handy to use.
The clone Gecko shook his head, quickly adapted to the body strength, and climbed and jumped to the scene.
'Bang~!'
'Bang~!'
Dense gunshots came from the distance, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects colliding.
From such a distance, ordinary people could only hear a little movement, but the current Gecko felt like he was there in person.
Not only because of the shared senses of the clones, but his own perception had also grown to an astonishing level unconsciously.
In terms of strength, the Vought potential supernova he once regarded as a target to chase had been left behind by him at this moment.
Five minutes later, Matthew's clones at the scene lost their vitality and withered, leaving only a pile of skin debris on the ground, which disappeared with a gust of wind.
And the arrogant Wrangler was lying on the dilapidated hay pile, unconscious.
He had been successfully lulled to sleep by Gecko. To return to his previous high-spirited state, it would depend on how his recovery ability was.
With such heavy injuries, at least don't think about it in the short term.
Matthew didn't kill him, and his main body didn't go back.
Defeating the Vought supernova Wrangler was, in his view, just a perfectly normal thing.
"The air in Dallas is not sweeter than in Rendell Town." Matthew's figure disappeared on the tall building.
He knew that from this moment on, the whole of Texas and even America could be traveled freely.
Like Superman and Supergirl, anywhere is a stage, and there is no such thing as a forbidden zone.
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