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

Chapter 102 The Taken Clark

"I see."

After recovering some strength, Clark's face was slightly resentful, and he took two deep breaths.

The reason why his younger brother didn't tell him, he can more or less guess.

Most likely, in the future, when he is full of confidence and can stop him from doing anything, taking this out and shaking it will make him fall to the ground in embarrassment, not as good as an 80-year-old grandfather, and he will be greatly embarrassed.

However, maybe it was because he was afraid that he would have a big change in his personality when he encountered the red meteorite again, leaving a hand to control him?
"I'll be careful."

In any case, Clark didn't want to think about it anymore, since he, too, hid his super hearing from his brother.

Seeing him nodding to remember, the probability of capsizing in the gutter should be greatly reduced.

David turned and went downstairs, ready to go to bed.

In fact, from his point of view, Clark still has one of his biggest weaknesses, which is nothing compared to kryptonite, but even if he said it, he wouldn't avoid it.

……

Back to the long-lost home.

David decided to rest at home for a few days.

It took him a lot of energy to run far away to the vicinity of the North Sea, capture Paradise Island, and fight the God of War Ares.

Especially in the next month, I will urge the Amazons to practice dancing and develop the habit of practicing dancing.

"Watching them dance is definitely not enjoyment or even rest."

And Clark has work to do, whether it's his part as Chloe's reporter's assistant, or his part as Superman.

"Superman..."

Thinking of the title that Chloe's journalist cousin, Louise Lane, had given him, she couldn't help but think of Lana.

In Chloe's rented apartment, Clark leaned on the desk in front of the window, helping to sort out the audio source manuscripts for the interview, and looked up into the distance with a hint of memory in his eyes.

I remember that he was embarrassed in front of Lana because of the meteorite necklace. Lana helped him pick up his Nietzsche and asked him if he was an ordinary person or a superman.

"Unexpectedly, I am now a Superman..."

Clark does not reject this title, it seems to have some wonderful fate with him.

I don't know whether the rumored beautiful and generous female reporter simply thought that he was a superhuman and gave him this title, or because of Nietzsche's superhuman theory.

"Superman is the leader in the human group, the absolute strong in spirit, the person who transcends himself, the superman is the yardstick of truth and morality, and the creator of norms and values..."

He murmured in a low voice, feeling as if he had a heavy responsibility on him.

I don't know if I can live up to the title of Superman and live up to the title given to him and the people who regard him as hope.

Suddenly, Clark's ears moved slightly and he frowned.

In the prison on the other side of the city.

"The city failed me!
Those damned guys dared to put their Mr. Metropolitan in jail.

Just because I gangsters, kill people, sell drugs and bribe officials? !
Can't they see the vast sums of money I'm spilling?Do they know how much energy and money I spend on charity every year! "

In the prison, Glenn Morgan was no longer as calm as before. He lowered his hoarse voice and talked to the person on the other side of the visit. Like a king cobra about to attack, his voice was full of unwillingness and resentment.

"I want this city to know the price of betraying me, and I want them to taste a hundred times more intense pain than me!"

"Is the plan ready, Olsen?"

"Anytime, sir, it's seven o'clock, and the train is on time."

"Okay, when I go back, it's meal time, I saw that news when I was enjoying my box of top-quality caviar in prison, you know..."

"Sure, sir." Glenn Morgan's number one killer, Olsen, nodded emotionlessly.

After hanging up the visiting phone, Olsen left the prison and began to contact his subordinates to start planning.

Clark's attention followed Olson's phone call, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, until he heard the insane plan, he stood up abruptly, and the chair slid back violently, making a sharp sound as it rubbed against the ground.

"What's the matter, Clark?"

In the bedroom, Chloe, who was resting after returning from the interview just now, heard the movement and sat up in doubt.

"I have something urgent to go out."

Looking at his watch, it was already [-]:[-], grabbed his clothes, and without further explanation, Clark left in a hurry.

There is a high-speed train, no, it may be the lives of innocent citizens in a block, waiting for him to save.

Imminent, only 10 minutes left!

But now he has to figure out which city high-speed train is equipped with a sensor bomb!

……

Bang!
King's Platform at dusk.

A [-]-section urban high-speed train with a length of nearly one mile has just left.

Clark in a red cloak was like a thunderbolt, jumping several blocks from the top of a tall building several blocks away, carrying a whistling wind, and hurriedly landed beside the platform with anger.

Gravel splashed, and the ground showed spider web-like cracks, spreading for several meters.

"It's Superman!"

Passers-by who were bored with their mobile phones waiting for the high-speed train were shocked, and some were even stunned by the shocking scene of Superman descending from the sky like a god, and their mobile phones slipped and fell to the ground.

"Get out of here, there are bombs here, go to a safe place!"

Clark turned around and drank.

After speaking, regardless of everyone, he forcibly opened the closed safety door.

The door made of steel was pinched and deformed, and it was opened by tyrannical force.

He jumped into the corridor and quickly chased along the rails.

"bomb?"

"Dangerous, Superman!"

After everyone was taken aback, they saw him jump into the track and shouted hastily.

call out!
In the next moment, the red and blue figures disappeared before their eyes.

A long steel train, with a streamlined body full of technological sense, the front of the train is like a round-headed bullet that has been shot out on the track at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, breaking the wind and driving at a high speed.

Everything slows down as Clark catches up to the subway, tearing apart the wagon skin above the high-speed rail and getting inside the train.

"Bomb, where is the bomb?!"

Before he arrived here, he went to find the little gang leader Olsen. After taking him to experience the height of the tallest building in the metropolis several times, the other party couldn't bear the fear, and finally confessed which train was their target.

But he didn't know exactly where the bomb was placed, and he couldn't get through to the gang who planted the bomb.

"Time is running out!"

Clark carefully used the force field on his body to push away the people on the high-speed rail, looking for bombs under their seats, but it was too slow, so there was not enough time.

"And the bomb is not necessarily under someone's seat, it may be hidden somewhere else."

The voice was much slower than his current one, and he couldn't hear it even after exhausting his super hearing.

The other party's plan was to place a sensor on the next platform. The moment the city's high-speed train passed by, the bomb sensed and started to explode, killing thousands of people and hurting the city.

Swish!
"Can't find the bomb, and don't know where the sensor is!"

Clark left the train, and his body came to the next platform like lightning. He swallowed and stood tens of meters away from the front row of the platform. The train approaching looks like a steel python.

"Then let it stop before it reaches the platform."

It was because of him that Glenn Morgan's crimes were revealed and he went to jail, and the other party wanted to take revenge on the city!

Everything is because of him.

"bring it on!
No one will be hurt by this! "

bang bang bang!
The wind was whistling in his ears, the sound of the subway was approaching at an extremely high speed, and there was darkness in front of his blind eyes. He clenched his teeth and his body tensed.

It's not just as simple as a huge monster weighing hundreds of tons colliding at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour!
He must use his strange force field to protect the entire train from beginning to end, otherwise the train will suddenly stop, and unimaginable force will be transmitted from car to car.

The car walls made of steel will be stacked and deformed like pieces of paper. When the cars derail and collide with each other, it is unknown how many people will die, and the bomb will probably explode!
Come, so fast, don't give him extra time to think!
Less than 50 meters, the hundreds of meters long high-speed train seems to be carrying the power of a mountain roar and a tsunami, shooting like bullets on the track.

Boom boom boom!
His heartbeat accelerated like a drum, Clark let out a low cry, kicked his legs and stretched out his arms to hug him!

Bang!
In the next second, the violent air wave exploded and kicked up dust, making it hard to see.

……

Before the meal, the aroma of the food wafted in the room, and Masha, the mother, was busy with the dinner, a simple beef stew with potatoes.

On the sofa in the living room, David and his son watched TV while waiting for Clark to come back to eat together.

Suddenly, after the host of the TV station was a little flustered, an urgent news was broadcast.

David and his father Jonathan's expressions changed.

"An urgent news break.

Just now, Superman leaps onto King's Platform, yelling to remind those waiting for the city's high-speed train that there is a bomb there.

Then he caught up with the high-speed train No. az187 and stopped it with incredible force in front of the train, but he also lost his strength and fell into a coma.

See live coverage. "

Accompanied by the host's horrified tone, the camera's eyes looked over the soldiers who blocked the scene with live ammunition.

A high-speed train that was abruptly stopped, the front of the train was severely deformed, and the wave-like twisted lines extended from the steel front, and the conduction of that unimaginable power could be clearly seen.

But the following scene violated physics, only the front of the car deformed, and the hundreds of meters of high-speed rail stopped safely on the track behind it, and hundreds of passengers got off the car with blank faces.

At the front of the car, the footprints of two trampled track ties sunk more than ten inches deep into the ground, which shows the shocking force of the impact it endured.

A few people in protective clothing were collecting something near the footprints, which seemed to be sweat.

And there should have been a person there, but disappeared.

The host's voice continued to come from the TV.

"Regardless of whether there were bombs on the train, Superman has saved hundreds of lives in this city over the past month or so.

It is reported that the unconscious Superman has been taken away by a military helicopter before, and it is hoped that the military will release him after finding out the truth. "

bass!
"Clark?"

Hearing that he was on the sofa, David stood up abruptly and took a step forward, staring at the blocked scene on the TV with a gloomy expression.

　It's a little late, I added a thousand words more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)