Superman of the American Comics

As the bandit wearing the mask of "President Jefferson" fell down, the metallic luster of his surface skin slowly faded and returned to normal appearance.

Lana, riding on the red horse, looked at Clark with shocked eyes, as if she couldn't believe it.

The latter quickly stopped, acting at a loss, as if he had been caught playing truant by the teacher.

Generally speaking, the identity of a superhero is my biggest secret.

Once discovered, it can always cause some trouble.

Fortunately, the track was full of people and chaos.

No one noticed except Lana.

Otherwise, Clark doesn't know what to do.

"A kryptonite mutant."

Lukeshran walked down from the stand and said with his mouth turned.

By penetrating the flesh and blood skin with super vision, he saw signs of abnormal changes in cells in his body exposed to kryptonite radiation.

Fortunately, it is not a long-term contact and does not cause cancer.

This guy was beaten half paralyzed by his little cousin's lightning whip and Wang BA's fist. He may have to spend his next life in a wheelchair.

Speaking of, why is Superman becoming more and more bat like?

I don't want to kill, but I can maim.

Before I met Batman, it had become his shape.

Tut Tut, worthy of being a good friend of a quilt.

"Kryptonite?"

Clark looked puzzled.

He doesn't know what kryptonite is yet.

"Every time you approach Lana, do you feel weak, extremely weak, and even have symptoms of dyspnea?"

Luke looked at the open stadium where the crowd scattered birds and animals. The smoke and dust rose and rolled and gradually subsided.

The bank robber who tried to retaliate against Clark broke out halfway and disrupted the equestrian race.

The other party may not know where to receive kryptonite irradiation, and then obtain the ability to change. After excessive expansion of self-confidence, he thinks of waiting for an opportunity to retaliate

Luke made a simple analysis, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

If you were like Lana, wearing a small piece of kryptonite with you would not be affected.

Only those who receive a large amount of radiation for a long time and cause cell changes will become short-lived superpowers.

Less than two weeks after the bank robbery, the "President Jefferson" changed into a kryptonite mutant.

Such a fast infection rate means that the other party is likely to be impacted by a large amount of radiation in a short time.

In other words, he knew a place with a lot of kryptonite.

"Fortunately, Clark didn't kill him. After that, he should be able to get some useful information."

Luke used to scan the whole town with super vision, but he didn't find a large number of kryptonite fragments buried anywhere.

"Yes, Chloe said it was' secret love syndrome '."

Clark scratched his head when he heard his big cousin's question.

He and Lana have been neighbors since childhood. They go to and from school together every day.

If it weren't for the pain of being close to each other, maybe Clark would have successfully confessed and won it. Where would he get the damn quarterback boyfriend.

"The green meteorite on Lana's necklace is a polished kryptonite fragment."

Luke saw that the smoke was about to disperse and thought that if he delayed any longer, the town police, lex and Clark's parents might arrive.

He rose directly with his little cousin, flew high into the air and disappeared on the field.

"Kryptonite is a mineral from outside the earth. The radioactivity it produces will make... Saiya lose all their abilities and enter a state of weakness."

Luke explained.

"Then why aren't you affected?"

Clark's heart moved. No wonder his big cousin reminded himself to ask Lana to take off the necklace.

Then he suddenly remembered.

Luke seemed to have contacted Lana several times and didn't show a weak reaction.

"Because I'm a super Saiya."

Luke stood above the clouds and replied strangely.

"So the radioactivity of krypton can't have any effect on me."

Super Saiya

Clark was confused.

Although I don't know what it means, I feel very powerful.

"How can I explain later? Lana just saw how I knocked down the mutant!"

Clark thought of Lana's surprised eyes, and his heart was a little complicated.

Full of joy, mixed with panic, at the same time, at a loss

Even adoptive parents don't know that they are superman.

Clark lives a double life every day.

While enjoying the metropolis's praise and reports on Superman;

On the other side are ordinary town boys.

The secret identity of the superhero discovered by the object of secret love can actually satisfy young people's enthusiasm to show off their personality characteristics in front of the opposite sex.

Of course, Clark is not so naive.

At the very beginning, he had a trace of unspeakable and unidentified joy.

When he calmed down, he turned into panic.

What if Lana doesn't want to keep a secret?

Clark was worried that his big cousin would think he had screwed up all this and kicked him out of the Superman family in anger.

"Your internship is over."

The little cousin was uneasy, and his mind echoed the classic lines of those unscrupulous bosses firing their subordinates in the film.

"I believe that with your relationship with Lana, she will keep a secret for you."

Luke didn't guess Clark's psychological activities, he replied casually.

He is more concerned about Lex's follow-up than Lana's knowledge of Superman's identity.

That wise godson, who has always been keen on observation, may detect some clues.

After the last bank robbery, Lex was very concerned about Clark.

Although it is said that they practice fencing together every day and establish a deep friendship.

However, considering Lex's character and city government, Luke does not rule out the idea that he has close contact with Clark to investigate the truth behind him.

"My relationship with Lana... We are just ordinary classmates."

The little cousin's voice showed a melancholy.

"Clark, you know, few girls can resist the temptation to become a superhero girlfriend."

Luke didn't pay much attention to the strict confidentiality of Superman's identity.

According to his plan, this is information that will be made public sooner or later.

Only when Clark Kent, the son of a farmer in Kansas, overshadows Superman and the orphan of krypton can his little cousin be more easily accepted and recognized.

Behind the seemingly powerful title of "human God", it often represents some vigilance and distance.

"Is that so?"

Clark scratched his head. He was really popular when he put on a superman uniform and hovered high above the metropolis.

Every time they rescue innocent people in the fire or stop a car accident... Those people are happy and want to rush up for a group photo to sign.

The most exaggerated thing is that he successfully landed a crashed airliner not long ago.

One of the beautiful flight attendants who survived the disaster showed great enthusiasm. She even unbuttoned her coat and asked Clark to leave an autograph on her chest.

Superman, who is still a minor, has never seen such a battle.

Looking at the purple lace and white skin, Clark couldn't help blushing, and then ran away in fear.

Pure as him, I haven't even seen a restricted film.

Let alone look directly at a woman's body.

"Of course."

Luke nodded in response to his little cousin.

"The premise is that she has never experienced that her boyfriend mysteriously disappears every night and is often kidnapped and hijacked by villains..."

Clark: "

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Smart people are always different. They can often find the essence or law of the world from a small thing.

For example, the most famous apple in the world is said to be the reason why Newton later proposed the law of universal gravitation.

Or when Archimedes was taking a bath, he solved the king's "mystery of the golden crown" and obtained the law of buoyancy.

The authenticity of these stories may be debatable.

But there is no doubt that being good at observation is one of the good habits of accumulating wisdom.

Lex returned to his residence and was startled by the shooting at the racetrack during the day.

Although there is a saying, "Free America, gunfire every day".

But Lex grew up in a rich area with outstanding public security. He went to a private noble school and was picked up by bodyguards and drivers.

I don't know much about the chaotic and dirty slums.

He had been sitting in the stands, waiting for his good friend Clark to show his skills and make a show.

Who knows, the starter shot at the audience, wounded an innocent man, and later killed the godfather's pure blood horse.

By the time the submachine gun fired into the sky, everyone had scattered.

Lex was overwhelmed by the panic crowd and couldn't move. He shouted Clark's name, and no one responded.

Later, he returned to the field. The man wearing the mask of "President Jefferson" had just been carried on a stretcher.

And Clark was honest, taking a statement with the police.

According to his answer, Superman saved him.

"Superman again..."

Lex frowned. He always felt something was wrong. Clark seemed to have something to hide from himself.

"He just kept staring at Lana's chest."

Although he didn't know Clark for a long time, Lex asked himself that he knew Clark very well.

He is not very good at lying, let alone staring at the breast of his secret lover like a coyote.

Usually, this guy feels nervous even looking at Lana. How can he suddenly act so bold?

If there is no intuition, Lex is reminded that Clark must have hidden something.

Such inference made his eyes brighten slightly, as if he had found some interesting activity.

"Detective Lex Luthor is coming."

Lex said proudly.

He took it as a pastime.

It's like being bored after breakfast and killing time with crossword puzzles in the newspaper.

"First find a way to get the gangster's confession, and then... Lana, what's strange about her, which makes Clark pay special attention."

Lex snapped his fingers. His executive power always exploded. Without the slightest hesitation, he began to make a plan.

"Caves, meteorites..."

A few days later, with the chip of "inviting a lawyer", Lex got a lot of useful information from the bank gangster lying in the hospital bed with his lower body paralyzed.

According to "President Jefferson", in order to avoid the pursuit of the police, he did not escape along the road, but abandoned his car and hid in the dense forest more than ten kilometers away from the town.

Then he accidentally fell into an uninhabited cave. The rock wall inside was covered with all kinds of glittering green minerals, like clusters of growing plants.

The other party stayed carefully for about a week and found that his body had changed greatly.

The skin is metallized and hard as steel.

After repeated testing several times and confirming that he was invulnerable, the "President Jefferson" decided to return to the town, kill the bad boy and loot the bank's vault.

This is the plan that came out of his stupid brain stuffed with muscles.

This was the end of the conversation and Lex's visiting time was over.

He couldn't go any further and ask who Superman was and what he looked like.

"Ore that gives people super power..."

Lex's face twitched twice, forcibly restraining his inner excitement.

But his clenched hands have exposed his restless mood.

"Do you want to tell the godfather?"

Almost the first time, Lex thought of Luke.

But he immediately gave up the idea that it might be just a lie made up by the bank bandits.

I'm afraid I'll be laughed at if I rush to ask for credit without confirmation.

Lex was silent. He thought of what the bank robbers said. There was a different piece of ore hidden in the trunk of a jeep.

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"Lex? Lex!"

That afternoon, Clark came to Lex's house as usual.

Although the equestrian competition was forced to stop and end, fencing can still continue.

Besides, Clark is more willing to get along with his friends than his big cousin. At least there won't be any pressure.

Luke is sometimes not serious and likes to say strange things that people don't understand.

But perhaps out of krypton's keen intuition, he always felt that his heart was like a stone when standing in front of the right side.

Perhaps this is the sense of oppression that the super Saiya have on their subordinate soldiers?

"Isn't the door closed..."

Clark rang the doorbell several times, but there was no response.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the door. With a "squeak", a gap appeared in the thick mahogany copper clad door.

"Lex!"

Clark called twice, but there was still no response.

So he went in, went up the stairs to the second floor, and came to the study where Lex usually stayed.

"Why don't you talk at home?"

Clark complained when he saw Lex sitting at his desk with his head down.

"I didn't hear you."

Lex seems to have caught a cold. His voice is a little hoarse and speaks word by word.

His eyes were fixed on an iron box on the table and did not look at his friends.

"You're a little strange. Are you sick?"

Clark felt something was wrong, approached and said.

"No, I'm fine."

Lex looked up slowly and pulled out a stiff smile.

His eyes were full of fierce light, like wild animals, emitting a violent smell.

Clark stepped back involuntarily.

Lex, who is usually humorous and tries to show his gentle side, is like a different person.

He jumped to his feet, grabbed the slender steel sword on the shelf and stabbed Clark directly.

"Lex, what are you doing?"

Clark was careless and didn't flash. He was hit directly by the other party.

The sharp steel sword stabbed him in the chest and bent an amazing arc. Even Superman's skin was not broken.

According to Clark's generous character, he can't kill lex.

So we can only shout and try to wake up each other; Keep retreating to avoid attack.

Dong!

Clark hit the table, the iron box shook, and the contents rolled out and fell on the carpet.

He couldn't help looking over and found that it was a dark irregular crystal.

The light on the surface seemed to reflect, making Clark's eyes narrow slightly.

He wanted to look away and continue to wake up the crazy lex, but there seemed to be another voice in his mind.

The roar echoed——

"Kill this ignorant dandy! Crush his bones and let him die slowly in a painful cry!"

"Stepping on his face is a punishment for him to show off his little cleverness!"

"Clark Kent, you are the most powerful man in the world. Why should you obey the rules!"

"You can do whatever you want!"

“……”

Clark put his hands around his head and tried to throw the hateful voice out.

"That voice is yourself, Clark. You have to learn to accept him."

Lex's dark pupils narrowed and an evil smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Get rid of those constraints and make yourself better, right?"

The veins on Clark's forehead burst, as if filled with anger.

He looked at the chattering lex, strode forward, broke the steel sword that hit his chest again, and raised his hand to beat the other party out.

Dong!

Lex hit his body hard against the wall and passed out.

"You're too noisy!"

Clark said in a grumpy tone that didn't fit his character.