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Chapter 768 Clark Fell on the Street
Everything in the world always has two sides. When you gain something, you will lose something.

For example, Clark is trapped on the Krypton spaceship and is about to be questioned by his own people.

If he was still the same person in the original book, he would definitely not refuse Louise's request to go with him, and he would not have ended up like this.

Now that Amber has instilled in Clark his new values, while he has become more determined and confident, he has also lost the opportunity to get help.

He was no longer able to resist.

Although he could grit his teeth and not reveal the location of the secret book, he could not stop General Zod from driving the spaceship to old Kent's farm.

Martha was sitting in a chair, the setting sun making her face red.

Two Kryptonian warriors, a man and a woman, were the first to get off the spaceship.

"You. You are the ones who want to hurt Clark!"

Martha had seen her child's choice on the news, and she became a little emotional at the moment: "Bad guys, no matter what you come up with, it's doomed to fail!"

"is it?"

General Zod jumped off the spaceship, his heavy armor splashing dust on the ground. "Ma'am, you made a wrong choice."

He reached out and grabbed Martha by the neck, lifting her off the chair.

"Now tell me, where was the craft when Clark came to Earth?"

"puff!"

Martha gave the answer with her outfit, spitting a mouthful of thick phlegm on Zod's visor.

"It seems we can't reach an agreement. Goodbye, ma'am."

Zod sighed with some regret, then exerted force with his fingers, trying to break the old woman's neck.

But just before he was about to kill someone, a civilized staff that came out from nowhere gently tapped the arm armor.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Amber was wearing a suit that didn't fit her well. Her legs were too long, so her calves were exposed, and her white socks, which had lost their elasticity, were squeezed into a ball.

Hmm. Not elegant at all.

"An angry Superman is very scary."

"Scary? That child who is not even an adult yet?"

General Zod slowly lowered his arms. The man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling: "No one can help me rebuild my home, no one!"

"Ohhh please don't get excited, sir."

Amber took off her hat and supported her civilized cane with one hand. "I have no intention of making an enemy of you. It's just that some things have gone a little awry and I have to correct them."

"I hate the Riddler!"

General Zod clenched his left fist and smashed it towards Amber's head with terrifying force.

boom!
The air wave generated by the impact suppressed the howling wind, and a huge deep pit appeared directly on the ground where the two were.

Amber was completely stuck in the mud. One of his leather shoes had fallen off, exposing his white socks with completely torn heels to the air.

"Too violent!"

Although he was still on the ground, a familiar voice came from behind Zod.

He turned his head and saw an identical and intact Amber walking out of the void.

"Why do we have to fight and kill each other? If possible, how about we sit down and talk?"

"It's the same no matter how many times you do it. This little trick is as ridiculous as a bug!"

Zod was a little angry.

As a pure warrior, he hates all the fancy things.

A real man should punch to the teeth!

“This is no gimmick.”

Amber raised a finger, and the black glove seemed to be able to absorb all the light around it: "Let me introduce myself, I am a magician, was my performance just now wonderful?" As she spoke, the figure in the pit shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye like a deflated ball.

"You've taken up too much of my time."

Zod narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it soon."

Amber didn't care about the murderous intent in his tone. She slightly opened her five fingers, and the perfect spaceship, which was built with technology that was many years ahead of the Earth, disintegrated in an instant.

Clark, who was trapped inside, received energy from the sun and instantly recovered his strength.

The restraints that had been impossible to break free of were all broken at this moment.

He leaped to Amber's side, looked at General Zod and said, "Round 2!"

"It's the same for several rounds!"

The anger on Zod's face was evident: "You all deserve to die!"

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Clark was too lazy to talk anymore, so he just flew close to the ground and took him away, while hitting the high-tech-looking helmet with his fists.

Seeing that things were back on track, Amber stopped paying attention to it.

Believe in Clark's ability.

Superman is invincible on Earth!

Well, except him.

"It's been a while since I last saw you, kid. You seem to be becoming more and more of a gentleman."

Martha has gotten over her initial anger, especially when she saw Clark was safe and sound, she has completely let go.

"Thanks for the compliment, Aunt Martha."

Amber took off her hat and saluted, "The scenery here is really nice. It's a good place to spend your old age."

"Hahahaha, the countryside has nothing to offer except the air."

Martha covered her mouth and laughed: "Please be sure to go home with Clark for dinner later, okay?"

"Okay, I'll tell this kid."

"That's great, I'll go back and prepare the food."

After all, this old man has experienced many ups and downs, and he has a calm and composed aura that is not affected by fame or disgrace.

As the two were talking, the battle on Clark's side came to an end.

After all, he was the last member of the tribe, and he didn't want to kill anyone, even though Zod almost killed Martha.

When several Kryptonians escaped in a spare spaceship, Clark chose to let them go.

Outside the farm.

"Thank you so much, Amber, my friend. If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what would have happened to Martha. I would have gone crazy!"

Clark sat on his old favorite tree stump, freshly brewed coffee in hand.

"Like you said, we are friends, right?"

Amber smiled slightly: "Your people will not give up. Be prepared, I'm afraid a fierce battle is waiting for you."

"I've never been afraid."

Clark's face straightened, and then he seemed to remember something: "Bruce Wayne, this guy seems to be very hostile to us. Maybe I should find a chance to talk to him."

"us?"

Amber took a sip of coffee. "From the beginning to the end, he was only hostile to you. This transvestite suffers from a very serious paranoia. I heard that his battle plan against me is almost occupying an entire hard drive."

"The wisdom of mortals is ultimately limited."

Clark didn't seem to care much: "Although we are both righteous, I don't approve of his behavior."

(End of this chapter)