Chapter 51 Family Gathering
"Isn't this Mr. Judge? What brings you here?"

The puppet raised a nonexistent eyebrow, then lowered its right hand and shot a spider silk towards a street lamp in the distance, which stuck to the yellow lampshade. It kicked the bridge and jumped up, grabbed the spider silk and flew out of the range of the flames, fell to the ground with a plop, and walked in front of the Black Judge.

Then, he extended the burnt arm to him and said, "How about we be friends, Mr. Judge? I have admired your name for a long time."

“Did you extend the wrong hand?” the Black Judge asked with his head tilted, and the blood-red V on his mask tilted accordingly.

"It seems to make sense."

The puppet was reminded of this, looked down, and then stretched out its intact hand.

The next moment, a dark and deep light flashed across the Black Judge's hand, and the puppet's right hand broke in an instant, flying across the cold wind above the viaduct.

"Let's be reasonable. You are an executive of the Control Bureau and a quasi-superhero, and you broke both of my hands like that. Your character is really low... Let me guess, you should all be fans of Qing Ya. I suggest you don't learn to be a low-quality superhero. It's easy to lead children astray."

The puppet stared at its right hand flying in the sky, waved its two broken arms helplessly, and spoke incoherently.

"I'm sorry, you are not qualified to shake hands with me." Black Judge said slowly, "I have no interest in you, go aside, I'm not looking for you." As he spoke, he walked towards Black Wukong.

Then, he lifted his gloves, and a dark light spread out from the back of his hand, covering and devouring the Samadhi True Fire on the viaduct like dark matter, and the flame curtain in front disappeared in an instant.

Is this the strength of A++ level? Ke Mingye thought, so who is the eldest brother, a superpower?
Black Goku turned his head to watch the scene, typing on the memo on his phone, and turned the screen towards him. It read on the top: "Are you a Psychic?"

"If I must say..." Black Judge rubbed the jaw of the mask with his hand, "I should be considered half mutant."

"My eldest brother is a mutant? Now the ecological environment of our family is complete. Does mom have some obsessive-compulsive disorder? She must collect all the superhuman species, right?" Ke Mingye thought.

Black Goku continued typing and raised the screen: "Who are you?"

"Black Judge." A mechanical and magnetic voice came from behind Ke Yinzhi's mask, "Executive of the Abnormal Control Bureau."

Black Goku lowered his head to type, then turned the screen towards him: "What a coincidence, our code names all have the word 'Black' in them. But this was given to me by someone else, I don't need a code name."

"It's a coincidence, but it doesn't matter. You set fire to the viaduct, which is against the law. I now make a request to you in the name of the Abnormal Control Bureau..." Black Judge paused, "Take off your mask."

Black Goku calmly looked at his V-mask, typing and holding up his phone: "I refuse."

"It seems I have to make a statement." The Black Judge said helplessly, "You should have already seen from what happened just now that you are no match for me, or do you want to prove it yourself before you are satisfied?"

Ke Ming said ambitiously, you are still deceiving yourself, right? She is your sister, there is nothing wrong with admitting it.

He manipulated the trickster puppet and jumped between the two of them in a very suicidal way, "Wait, did you ask me before you were violent with her? I'm her good friend."

The puppet said, patting Black Goku's shoulder with his severed arm.

Black Goku typed, raised his phone and coldly said to this familiar person: "Who is your good friend?"

"Me." The puppet pointed at itself, then at the Black Judge, "It can't be him, right?"

"What a clown." The Black Judge turned his head and looked at him, the V on the metal mask flashing red light, "I've let you go, why don't you leave?"

"Why should I leave?" the puppet said, with his two remaining arms on his waist. "I can't die. I can even stick my tongue out at you."

It opened its mouth and was about to stick out its tongue, but then it quickly covered its mouth and said in a cold sweat, "Oh, so I don't have a tongue?"

Just as he finished speaking, a dark light that was difficult to capture with the naked eye flashed from the Black Judge's hand, and the puppet's head fell to the ground, rolled twice on the bridge deck of the viaduct, and stopped at the feet of Black Wukong.

"It seems that now you not only have no tongue, but also no head." The Black Judge spread his hands. "Well, to be precise, I don't have no head, but I have no body."

The puppet's head stood upside down on the ground, saying, "You are really cruel, you treat me like this..."

Before he could finish his words, Black Monkey King swept the ground with his golden cudgel like hitting a golf ball, knocking its head off and causing it to fall into the city from the edge of the overpass.

"It seems that it has lost its head now," the Black Judge continued.

Then, the puppet's remaining body swayed in the wind for a moment, slowly fell to the ground, and its body cracked and heated up violently.

Just before the explosion, the body was wrapped tightly in the dark light released by the judge, like a black mummy. The explosion occurred in that layer of dark light, and it was cancelled out before even a sound was heard. Despite this, a strange laugh suddenly sounded on the viaduct, filling the ears of the two.

As the laughter died down, the judge turned his gaze back to Black Goku and whispered, "Well, back to our topic, please take off your mask."

Black Wukong stared at him in silence, the somersault cloud under his feet surged noisily like a steam engine. The next moment, the somersault cloud soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it took her figure with it and disappeared into the night.

The Black Judge raised his right hand, and slowly pointed his five fingers together at her back. Countless tiny dark floating substances slowly rose from the front of his fingernails and accumulated into a small ball.

He had full confidence that even if they were a hundred meters apart, this one strike could knock Black Goku off his Somersault Cloud.

But two seconds later, the dark sphere at his fingertips disintegrated and turned into rain-like light spots that scattered all over the ground, "eroding" tiny holes on the bridge surface.

Black Judge raised his head and silently watched Black Wukong's figure go away in the night sky and gradually disappear from his sight. After a long time, he retracted his gaze and walked towards the railing of the viaduct.

"It's so troublesome... How could I have such a rebellious sister."

Ke Yinzhi complained softly as he took off his V-shaped mask. The cold wind blew his shoulder-length black hair.

He rested his arms on the bridge railing, overlooking the brightly lit city, and whispered to himself: "Good news, Qiu Wu is not a player, because players cannot possess superhuman beings. Bad news, she is the spiritual master Sun Wukong, a T0 target on the management bureau's elimination list."

As he spoke, he turned over from the bridge railing, leaned his back against it, took a deep breath, and tapped the railing lightly with his fingers.

"So, what should we do now... The Control Bureau has already planned a plan to eliminate Black Wukong, and it will be implemented soon. With Qiu Wu's strength, it is impossible for him to fight against them."

Ke Yinzhi lowered his head, his drooping hair covering his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "How about before that, I should chop up the other four S-level executors in the bureau and feed them to the pigs. Anyway, I have disliked them for a long time..."

At this moment, a phone call interrupted his thoughts.

Ke Yinzhi raised his eyebrows and took a look at the caller. It was his younger brother Ke Mingye.

He answered the phone: "Why, do you miss me?"

"I miss you so much. The meal your mom cooked for you is almost cold. Can you please come back home quickly?" Ke Mingye shouted on the phone.

"Okay, okay, I'm back. I'm hanging up."

After saying that, Ke Yinzhi hung up the phone.

"This kid is still the same." He smiled, put the phone into the pocket of his windbreaker, and slowly walked towards the shadow side of the viaduct.

　There will be another update later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)