DC New Krypton.

Chapter 232 Whose Son Am I?What kind of dog blood TV series?

The red and blue figure of Superman returned from the atmosphere in an instant, came under the broken Morgan Building, gently supported the broken upper part of the Morgan Building with both hands, and the biological force field firmly stabilized the people inside the building.

"Has the earthquake stopped?"

"Are we saved?"

"who is it?"

"It's Superman, it's the Kryptonian."

"How dare he show up?"

A staff member of the Morgan Building in professional attire leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw that the half-broken part of the Morgan Building was being held up by a red and blue figure, with a black cloak fluttering slowly.

With a bright red cloak floating behind Superman, holding the Morgan Building, he flew slowly until he came to the widened intersection on the avenue, then gently put down the Morgan Building, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the surrounding crowd.

However, Superman's face appeared confused, his jaw turned to look at the surrounding crowd, and his deep black eyes showed confusion.

Those who greeted him were no longer approving applause in the past, no longer the crowd desperately trying to lean over to touch his body, no longer expressions of gratitude and joy and admiration.

It was the whispers and strange gazes of the people covering their friends' ears from a distance.

"How dare he show up?"

"Keep your voice down, he is also an alien of that race."

"It's him, it's him who brought everything to Earth."

"He may be the vanguard of aliens."

"It's really scary."

"Did you see it?"

"It was he who broke down the Morgan building just now, and he pretended to be a good person."

"I see, I see, it seems that this kind of trick used to deceive the world."

The strange gazes and whispers of everyone from a hundred meters away made Superman feel a sense of alienation and strangeness.

I am no longer the superman I once loved.

What happened?

"Why do you come back here and pretend to be a good person! Superman." A bold crowd shouted at Superman, which attracted attention at this moment.

"This country has been destroyed by your people. What are you doing at this time?" Someone yelled at Superman angrily. He couldn't understand him appearing here now, and continued to carry on the same as before as if nothing happened. rescue act.

"Go back to your country! Aren't you like bandits who have expelled Australia, occupied their land, and established a new Krypton?" Seeing that Superman didn't respond, with an honest and confused look, people's words became more and more serious. It's getting more intense.

They already regarded Superman as a disaster, and believed that all this happened because of Superman.

Maybe Superman is just the vanguard of the Kryptonians coming to Earth.

Now they are successful.

They have new nations created.

Our country is destroyed.

"What happened?" Superman's puzzled eyes never stopped, and his brows were slightly frowned. He really didn't know what happened during his coma, and everyone's attitude towards him changed drastically.

"Superman, open your superman-like eyes to see this desolate country that can't even mention its name." Seeing Superman's confusion, an old man suggested sadly.

Superman's bewildered eyes opened his long-range vision, penetrated the perspective line, and looked into the distance. He saw pieces of military bases shaped like tombs and ruins. The radiation energy after the nuclear explosion continued to spread, and the suburbs began to become unsafe.

In the administrative center of this country, there is no one to carry out administration, the political power has disappeared, and the cities in each state are independent and self-governing.

Cities in some states have begun to manufacture the nuclear radiation cleaning machines provided by Luthor, preparing to clean up nuclear radiation, while some companies have manipulated the cities and started to develop ambitions. Converged in the city, let nuclear radiation surround the city and squeeze the people.

The capital is high above, and finally no one restricts it, uses people like animals, restores slavery, buys and sells transactions, establishes its own city kingdom, and returns to the feudal era.

In the blink of an eye, Superman saw countless wreckages of human beings and the plight of his compatriots. He heard their groans of pain in his ears, and he also heard the gathered voices of various discussions and the cheers of the establishment of the new Kryptonian. The gathered information It made him understand how tragic things had happened during his coma.

The country was wiped out, the nuclear bomb broke out at the military base, and the new Krypton was officially established on the earth...
All of this was done while he was in a coma.

suddenly!

At this wide intersection, the cement floor suddenly arched and cracked, revealing brown sand, and something was arching underground.

The faces of many people who were about to vehemently reprimand Superman changed drastically, and they all started to turn around and run away.

They didn't forget that just now Superman rushed out and broke the Morgan Building in half.

"Get out of here!" Superman hurriedly shouted at everyone, regardless of how many things had happened during this short period of coma.

He flew quickly above the chasm in the ground.

A gray figure, just like he was hit by Jor-El just now, splashed mud and came out from the position of the arch crack.

Superman received the gray figure into his arms, buffered and retreated hundreds of meters before stopping the powerful impact.

He looked down, only to realize that it was his father who had just beaten him into the air.

"Father, why...?" Superman's eyes showed more puzzlement.

I don't understand my father's grievances and hatreds on Krypton, the position of Kryptonians, and the newly established new Krypton, and I don't understand why I was shot flying.

All this makes Superman confused like a blank sheet of paper.

"You are not my son!!!"

Hearing Superman call his father, Jor-El, who was held in his arms by Superman, had a frantically distorted face, protruding eyes, turned around heavily and punched directly on the S logo on Superman's chest.

A huge sonic boom sounded in the sky, and the shock wave radiated outwards, shattering the glass of the surrounding buildings one after another, and the people screamed in horror and hid in the corner.

The figure of Superman hit the ground like a cannonball, smashing the entire avenue, creating a large pit of tens of meters, the fire hydrant exploded, and the continuous white water erupted to a height of 4 meters.

"You didn't tell me! You are my father, my real life is called Kal-El, and the S logo on the chest is our family crest, symbolizing hope?"

Superman got up from the big hole in the dusty and humid ground, endured the slight pain in his chest, raised his neck, looked at Jor-El in the sky, and questioned Jor-El with a sullen face.

He hadn't spent much time with Jo-El, and Jo-Eir had told him about all of this when he appeared in the Fortress of Solitude.

But now, he said that he was not his son, which directly confused Superman.

I am not your son.

Whose son is it?
Then why did you say that I was your son?
What happened to the Kryptonian family behind him?

What kind of bloody TV series are there?

A large hand rested on Superman's shoulder and said, "You are my son."

(End of this chapter)