I am the younger brother of Superman, but I got the template of Thanos

"..."

The smile on Luther's face became slightly stiff, and Clark patted him on the shoulder, laughing to relieve the embarrassment.

"Lex, life doesn't have to dominate the world to be meaningful."

Clark caught a glimpse of Lana's figure from a graceful back in the distance. A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he was about to step forward to say hello.

Another familiar figure appeared, with Whitney beside Lana.

The day's football training has ended. Whitney heard that Lana would be here and got a ticket. He continued to follow Lana and wanted to reconcile with his ex-girlfriend.

Clark's face darkened when he saw that the relationship between the two seemed to have eased a bit and they were chatting from time to time.

"You still have to have some momentum in life, what do you think, Clark?"

Luther patted him on the shoulder.

"Only those warriors who dare to take the initiative can be liked by ladies."

He smiled and made suggestions, hoping to get closer to Clark by giving him advice on how to chase girls.

For Clark's life-saving grace, aside from other things, he was indeed somewhat grateful.

"I'm going to get some air."

Not far away, Lana was wearing a pale pink dress, with a beautiful green crystal necklace hanging on her white neck in a very conspicuous way. Clark said depressedly.

David shook his head secretly, this was his own fault.

Regardless of Clark, he continued to tour the museum at will. There were still several Egyptian artifacts that were not as vulgar and dazzling as the armor, but full of unique ancient charm.

…

"You actually want to run away?"

In the grass of the park, Jakes Faran looked fierce and knocked a man to the ground with one fist.

"I can't find it. I don't know where the company's confidential customer files are. Please let me go." The man with bleeding mouth begged.

"Since you don't want to work for me, just prepare to stay for a few years."

After turning the person over violently, he took out the handcuffs and threatened fiercely.

Everyone has a dark secret.

Jakes Faran is a police detective who walks between black and white, digging up other people's secrets and controlling them to do things for him.

However, being a police detective is just his job, and what he really likes is those green banknotes.

As long as there is a profit, he can do whatever it takes.

call!

After leaving the museum, we went down the steps.

Clark took a few deep breaths of fresh air and looked up at the rows of steel forests and high-rise buildings around him.

"Compared with the small town, this place is so prosperous that it feels like another world."

Turning my eyes, the deserted streets at night were quiet and deserted.

Not far away, under the bus stop sign, a homeless, tattered homeless man and his puppy were lying on a recliner and sleeping.

"Well, there doesn't seem to be much difference."

Helplessness flashed across his eyes.

Chi!

A public bus was approaching not far away, and it was approaching the stop sign.

Suddenly, the driver seemed to have a heart attack. His face turned pale and he fainted. He turned the steering wheel and hit the bus stop sign. He was about to smash the stop sign and crush the homeless man on the seat.

"not good!"

At the critical moment, Clark's eyes widened and he quickly crossed dozens of meters to the middle of the bus and the stop sign.

He stretched out his hand to block the bus, thinking of protecting the homeless man.

Sometimes the body reacts faster than the brain. Clark forgot something and his expression changed drastically.

It stands to reason that under the huge inertia, a bus weighing more than ten tons would hit him hard and break the front of the bus. The homeless man could be saved, but the driver would not survive.

"No!"

At the critical moment, just before the collision was too late, a strange and mysterious force field was born and enveloped the entire bus.

Bang!

The speeding bus suddenly stopped as if it had hit a thick copper wall, but the front of the bus was only slightly dented where Clark touched it.

The homeless man avoided being smashed into a pulp, and the driver was not seriously injured.

"this……"

Clark breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his palm blankly.

How did you do it?

This is not scientific at all!

"How's it going? Have you changed your mind?"

In the grass in the distance, there were fierce punches and kicks. Fran took a breath, like a night owl torturing its prey, and continued to ask with a sinister face.

"me……"

Bang!

Before the man could answer, he suddenly heard a loud noise. He looked up and saw an incredible scene.

After being stunned, the driver groaned in pain to bring him back to reality.

Clark hurriedly opened the door, got into the bus, picked up the driver who had a heart attack, disappeared in a flash, and rushed to Metropolitan Hospital.

Seeing Clark disappear, Fran's face showed a look of astonishment. He left the beaten man behind and quickly came to the bus. He looked at the clear depression and then at the driver who had disappeared.

Looking around, there are deserted streets.

He was very sure that he had not seen a ghost, and he could not control his heartbeat.

Everyone has secrets.

And this time, he seemed to have discovered a huge secret!

…

"How about it, kids.

Does the bustling metropolis make you reluctant to leave? "

In the morning, at the dining table, Jonathan and Martha were eating, and mother Martha smiled.

“The museum is great, it’s just…”

Walking down the stairs, Clark hesitated to speak.

"What?" Jonathan stopped his spoon.

Sitting on his seat, David handed over a newspaper and said softly: "There was just a little incident."

News title - "Out-of-control late-night bus that nearly ran over a homeless man"

"I stopped it."

Clark thought back to the bizarre scene last night and still didn't understand what happened.

"Are you okay, Clark?" Martha asked quickly.

This is the concern of a mother. Of course, Clark, the man of steel, will be fine. He scratched his head.

"I'm fine, mother."

"Clark, you saved a life and I'm so proud of you."

After reading the newspaper, Jonathan frowned: "But, has anyone seen you?"

It was a bustling metropolis.

"It was late at night, there was no one on the street, everyone was in the museum, and the sound did not alarm them."

"The newspaper didn't mention any witnesses, so it should be fine."

Martha said with relief.

"That's good." Jonathan smiled.

"Let's eat and go to school, kids. You'll miss the school bus soon."

David heard Clark tell what happened last night and knew that the biological force field should have played a role.

Superman's ability to fly relies on biological force fields, which is not surprising.

It's just that Clark was a little panicked, and a new strange ability emerged, and he didn't pay much attention to the class all morning.

School ends at noon.

Clark took David and prepared to go to the woods on the outskirts of the town to explore his new abilities to prevent him from losing control.

The two of them were passing by an alley in the town.

"Clark Kent, David Kent, right?"

A middle-aged figure slowly walked out, showing his police badge, with a playful smile on his face, like a hyena looking for carrion, blocking their way.

"Two of you, Metropolitan Police Detective Jacques LaLanne, there is a traffic accident case and I need your help in the investigation."

"traffic accident!"

The police from the metropolis, Clark's heart tightened.

Is it because of the accident last night?

But why did you find him?

Seeing the other person's proud expression as if he had caught someone else's tail, David narrowed his eyes.

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