It was already dusk, and the air was tinged with a hint of chill. Zane got out of the car, tightened his trench coat, and then walked into the adjacent Cisco Street.
The setting sun stretched his shadow long. The entire street was empty; only the overturned trash cans on both sides of the street revealed a trace of life.
The few figures he had seen earlier had now disappeared.
Of course, they hadn't left Cisco Street. Zane was very familiar with the East End. Cisco Street only had one exit, which was exactly where he was standing right now.
And at the end of the street, there was an isolated alley turning to the right.
If nothing unexpected happened, those few people from earlier should be in that alley right now.
Zane quickened his pace, looking like an ordinary passing Gotham citizen. He arrived at the end of Cisco Street and glanced into the alley. Inside was none other than his mission target, Sean West!
And this guy's situation was very bad. A few guys who looked like gang thugs were surrounding him.
Sean was completely surrounded and heavily outnumbered by men, with absolutely no ability to fight back. He was beaten black and blue, curled up in a corner, shivering.
If it were in the past, Zane wouldn't have had any solution upon encountering this situation. At most, he could only call the police and let the GCPD handle it.
But now... He stretched out his wrist and looked at the Omnitrix he was wearing.
This strange-looking watch possessed extremely powerful capabilities. It stored the DNA data of over a million alien species. As long as it was unlocked, it could allow the user to transform into that alien.
Currently, the Omnitrix had unlocked the initial aliens, ten in total. As for the rest, specific conditions needed to be met to unlock them.
In addition to this, Zane could also use the Omnitrix to actively scan other species to store their DNA, allowing him to transform into that species and gain all of its abilities.
For example, who is the most famous alien on Earth? That would definitely be Superman.
Once Zane used the Omnitrix to scan Superman, he would be able to store Kryptonian genetic data and gain the ability to transform into a Kryptonian.
Moreover, because the Omnitrix had a built-in genetic optimization function, the Kryptonian Zane transformed into would also possess the most powerful genes among Kryptonians.
Freezing the ocean with a breath, shattering mountains with a punch; he was determined to get the excellent Kryptonian genes. But right now, there was a more important matter to attend to... the mission target was about to be beaten to death!
Zane looked at Sean, who was being gang-beaten in the alley, narrowed his eyes, and pressed the activation button on the Omnitrix.
The core popped up, and the heads of ten different aliens instantly lit up as holographic projections.
"Upgrade, Grey Matter, Stinkfly... If I want a quick battle, XLR8 is the best choice, but its defense is lacking and it can't withstand bullets, although it's practically impossible to get hit..."
Damn it, why am I having decision paralysis at a time like this!
Zane shook his head and ultimately chose to play it safe. "I choose you, Four Arms!"
Pressing down on the popped-up core, the Omnitrix flashed with a green light, enveloping his entire body. An unknowable force acted within Zane's body.
His entire body constantly twisted and deformed. This was a complete transformation on the DNA level.
Layers of bulging muscles were wildly generated. Zane's skin turned dark red. Beneath his two thick arms, two extra arms savagely grew out, and a pair of secondary eyes grew beneath his main eyes.
Four arms and four eyes, with muscles coiling like tree roots. With every movement, his veins writhed like swimming dragons!
At this moment, Zane had completely transformed into Four Arms. As a Tetramand, he was 3.6 meters tall. His massive, nearly two-story-tall physique gave off an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Tetramands revered strength. In terms of attack power, destroying a several-meter-high hill with one punch or killing over a dozen cows with a single palm strike was a piece of cake.
In terms of defense, not even machine-gun fire could pierce his dark red skin. Only missile-level thermal weapons could cause him more serious injuries.
Feeling the surging power within his body, Zane took a deep breath, then moved his long legs and walked into the alley in just two or three steps.
"Holy shit! Where the fuck did this monster come from!" Sean, curled up in the corner, suddenly stopped wailing and tremblingly pointed a finger behind the gang thugs.
The thug closest to Sean sneered and weighed the baseball bat in his hand. "Sean, have you been beaten silly? You're still trying to trick me with this old-school cliché?"
"Sean, oh Sean, when you first dared to mess with our gang, you should have known this day would come... Keep beating him!"
This guy named Doug was the boss of these thugs. He gave the order, but it remained completely silent around him. No one made a move.
Huh?
Doug was puzzled. At this time, Jimmy, who was next to him, patted his shoulder. "Do... Do-do-do-Doug, you... you..."
"Why the fuck are you stuttering?" Doug slapped him, instantly curing Jimmy's stutter. The latter let out a weird cry and shouted, "Ah! Damn it, Doug, turn your head!"
"What?" Doug instinctively turned his head. Zane, transformed into Four Arms, was only a few centimeters away from him.
"What the fuck!!" Doug was so scared that he fell on his butt. He hurriedly pulled a pistol from his waist, pulled the trigger, and fired bullets with a bang, bang, bang.
Led by Doug, the rest of the thugs also pulled out their pistols or submachine guns. Several muzzles spat flames, and countless bullets instantly struck Zane.
"Is that it?" Zane took another step forward as if nothing had happened. "It doesn't even tickle!"
Braving the metal storm woven by countless bullets, under Doug's despairing gaze, Zane reached out and grabbed Doug as easily as picking up a little chick.
The Omnitrix's transformation time usually only lasted for ten minutes, followed by a ten-minute cooldown. However, when encountering danger, the transformation time would automatically extend, so Zane wasn't that anxious.
He asked, "What's going on here?"
"Haha." Doug's smile was uglier than a crying face, and his tone became extremely respectful. "Are you talking about Sean?"
"That's right." After transforming into Four Arms, Zane's voice was deep and husky, almost catching up to a certain big bat with phlegm stuck in his throat.
"Hiss..." His shoulders were pinched so hard it was incredibly painful, but Doug didn't dare complain. He just took a sharp breath and then explained, "Sean's younger brother owed us money, and as a result, Sean..."
"You're from the Viper Gang?" Zane looked at the viper tattoos on the necks of Doug and the other thugs.
In the East End, only members of the Viper Gang would get this kind of viper tattoo.
"I..." Doug hemmed and hawed for a long time. Under the gaze of Zane's four eyes, he held it in his throat for a while before finally spitting out, "Yes, we are the Viper Gang."
"Then it's fine." Zane let out a breath. Since they were from the Viper Gang, things would be much easier to handle.
He applied force with his hands and instantly snapped Doug's neck cleanly and neatly.
Four Arms' specialty was literally taking heads!
Taking Doug's life didn't give Zane any psychological burden. Everyone in the East End knew what the Viper Gang was like. They were just a bunch of scum who committed arson, murder, robbery, did all kinds of evil, and loved to lend out loansharking money. Killing them was just killing them.
Anyway, Zane didn't have a no-kill rule like Batman. He was just a responsible private detective, not a superhero.