I get stronger when exposed to the sun like Superman

Moscow.

A silver-haired woman about 30 years old hurried out of the supermarket gate, holding a shopping bag full of vegetables and other food in her arms.

After putting the bag in the co-pilot, she started the car, turned on the radio, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards home.

Five years later, Yi Lianna also had a few fine lines around her eyes, her buttocks and breasts were a little more manly than before, and her figure was a little out of shape. Although the overall changes were not big, it was still not as youthful as it was five years ago.

Although she looks calm in the rearview mirror, only she knows...

In the past five years when Lei Ming was not around, she couldn't remember how many times she woke up crying from her dreams...

Also forgot how many bottles of mood relief pills I took...to get back to where I am now.

On the radio station, the anchor is connecting with a female speaker who is said to be a former congressman named Sandra Mitchell, talking about the "angel coming" incident five years ago, and the "disappearance" of Superman...

Although many people in Millikin lost loved ones because of the battle between Superman and Angel that day, the voices on the Internet were polarized...

Some people think that Superman doesn't care about human life at all, so when he kills those angels, he destroys the whole contract with him, he is a sinner!It's a killer!

Not a hero anyway...

But others say that Superman had to kill those people...

The number of those so-called angels is huge, and if they are not dealt with in time, the death and disaster will only become more serious...

Someone verified this, because the moment the four angels on horseback were killed by Superman... the rioting crowds all over the world, and the people who were dying of the disease all returned to their original state.

Just like the trolley problem, Superman's approach at the time may not be the most correct, but it must be the most appropriate...

In short, people's opinions vary.

And this former Congresswoman named Sandra Mitchell is a staunch opponent of Superman. She has publicly expressed and talked about her doubts and dissatisfaction with the existence of Superman on the Internet media more than once, and even made a statement. This book is called...

"Superman, I spit on your grave".

The reason why it is called this name is because five years have passed, and many people think that Superman is dead, and in short, he will not come back.

Someone built a tombstone and a statue for him...but someone else swears at pictures of Superman all day long...

Elena, who was driving, was listening to the radio... This woman named Sandra kept talking about all kinds of "evil deeds" about Superman, and she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to turn off the radio...

In the end, I don't know if it was a malfunction or what happened... Her voice was still coming from the radio.

Elena suddenly lost control of her emotions and punched the radio. She punched four or five times in succession, and didn't stop until her joints were bleeding...

The radio was also silent at this time.

She stepped on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road, took a deep breath, then took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket, and calmed down after swallowing two pills...

But how can the depressed emotions in my heart be stopped by just two pills...

finally…

She was still sobbing uncontrollably on the steering wheel.

……

...

In the middle of the night, near the broadcasting building of a certain TV station, Sandra Mitchell was on the phone while driving... I could vaguely hear her mouth popping out from time to time...

'Superman', 'Die well', 'Make another fortune'…

Words like this.

Sandra, who was chatting, didn't notice at all. In the dark alley beside her, there was a cold gaze staring at her with anger!

"OK! That's all for today, I have another interview tomorrow..."

Swish!

A slender hand suddenly appeared in the alley and dragged Sandra into the darkness...

"No one can insult Superman! No one!!!"

These were the last words Sandra heard before falling to the ground...

The next day, she was found by a passer-by in a trash can on the street. When the police arrived, her face was no longer human... All the bones in her body were smashed into pieces, her tongue was cut off, and all her teeth disappeared. ...Hand and hamstrings were also picked off...

The most important thing is... there is a black mark on her forehead that looks like a bird's head...

No matter what... even if she survived, she might only be able to live in a wheelchair from now on.

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Lun T.

In the basement of a private luxury manor house located in the suburbs, covering an area of ​​about thousands of acres, a blonde woman in a tight black suit is counting something on the workbench...

Beside her... was a black full-coverage helmet shaped a bit like a bird's beak.

On the wall behind her, there are rows of shelves, all of which are equipped with all kinds of cold weapons, including knives, swords, spears, hooks, axes, whips, etc...

On the other wall are all kinds of high-tech equipment...portable radar, tranquilizer gun, head-mounted thermal imager, flash grenade smoke grenade and so on.

There is also a black motorcycle with a stylish shape and a streamlined modified sports car that is also black in the distance.

Everything in the entire basement is worth a lot of money at a glance, and it is extremely cool...

Just as the woman was concentrating on lying on the workbench, an old voice sounded behind her...

"Miss Rodriguez...it's time for you to have breakfast."

"Is it morning already?"

Sophia said without turning her head, her eyes were still on the workbench in front of her...

On it... there are two rows of bloody teeth neatly placed.

Old butler Smith shook his head when he heard that, put the dish and a glass of vegetable juice on the workbench, then turned and left...

Since Sophia was attacked by pirates on the high seas seven years ago and lost her father...that is, Count Rodriguez, her temperament has changed drastically.

She started exercising desperately, learning various fighting and killing techniques, as well as extreme sports... She also went to the East for three years, and when she came back, she brought back magical kung fu and various oriental cold weapons...

the most important is…

She became madly obsessed with Superman.

She's always talking about...

That night on the cruise ship, it was Superman who rescued her.

Although her memory was blurred due to the fright at the time, and the person who rescued her was also wearing a mask...

But in this case, she still firmly believes that Superman saved her from the insult of the two pirates and the possible loss of her life.

After she returned to Ingrid from the East, she began to work as a 'vigilante' at night while collecting all the information about Superman.

They even contacted the beggar version of Superman named 'Super Max' in the United States on the grounds that they were willing to spend huge sums of money to establish a superhero organization or alliance for the 'Super Squad'...

But when she saw him for the first time, she denied her judgment.

That man is not Superman...

Although he has abilities similar to his.

Back to the text...

Sophia took a gulp of the vegetable juice from the plate, then carefully put away those teeth, put them into a small bottle... and put the bottle into the lockbox.

In the box, there are some strange things...such as animal bones, white feathers, holy water, etc...

If there are professional mystic scholars, they will find that these seem to be all the things needed to perform some kind of summoning ceremony. As for what to summon...

Only Sophia herself knows.

After locking the lockbox, Sophia made a call...

"What you said is ready, when can the summoning ceremony start?

What?at my door? "

Sophia hung up the phone, then left the basement, went back to the manor room and changed into a set of regular clothes, and finally came to the reception hall...

On the sofa in the living room, there were already two young handsome guys, one with mid-length hair, about 1.9 meters tall, and the other, who was slightly shorter, with neat short hair.

Seeing her coming, both of them got up and smiled at her and nodded. The short one elbowed the tall one next to him, and seemed to whisper something...

The latter took out a crumpled banknote from his pocket with a speechless face, and the latter took it away with two fingers and put it in his arms with a proud face...

"What are you talking about? Why did you give him money?"

As Sophia asked, she walked down the escalator slowly, showing the temperament of aristocratic ladies with her gestures and gestures.

"Uh……"

Before the tall one opened his mouth, the one next to him rushed to answer:

"I'll bet ten bucks that I can tell you're a beauty from the phone...

And then he lost..."

After finishing speaking, the handsome guy with short hair winked at the tall guy next to him, and said in a showy tone:

"Brother...don't ever question your big brother's intuition about women..."

"OK...Understood..."

The latter responded perfunctorily, and then gave Sophia an awkward yet polite smile.

Only then did the short-haired man extend a hand to Sophia, and then introduced himself...

"Hello, Miss Sophia, my name is Dean... The one next to me who looks a bit dumb is my silly brother...

Sam..."

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