I become light in American comics

"You'd better think about what you're talking about."

Lex Luthor sat in his office, facing soldiers surrounding him with guns drawn.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who has the final say in this city!?"

"I don't know, Mr. Luther."

The leading soldier pointed his dark gun at Luther's bare forehead.

"But I only know that that person is definitely not you. You have long been informed of the existence of that alien killing machine, but you did not give anyone any warning.

Not only that, you colluded with the aliens and gave them the opportunity to invade.

This is a crime against humanity, Mr. Luther. So I regret to officially inform you that you have been arrested. "

"I was protecting humanity and the planet!" Luther said solemnly, "I am the smartest person and the wisest scientific mind on the planet!

I could have completely controlled the situation, and I was seeking the welfare of mankind! If those alien lunatics hadn't burst into my laboratory and intensified the conflict,

Tell General Lane to come see me! He will understand."

"No need."

A voice sounded from outside the office door. General Lane appeared at the door with a livid face.

"You've crossed a line, Luther. All of your previous rudeness, all of your refusal to share information and your insistence on going your own way, I considered genius. But now you've crossed the line.

I may hate Superman as much as you do, but before that I was a soldier and my job was to protect humanity. And you, you are already a despicable criminal, Luther. "

Upon hearing this, Luther sat in his seat, smiling instead of angry.

"Burning bridges, right? It's true that you also need a scapegoat. General, you are thinking about the problem. But you should understand that Lex Luthor always has a way out."

When he said this, his tone suddenly became more serious, and he pressed the button hidden under the desk, his expression suddenly became ferocious.

"like this!"

Nothing happened.

Luther was stunned for a moment.

"impossible!"

He had already anticipated that such a situation might occur, so he had already taken measures to deal with it. As long as this button is pressed, his alloy robot waiting on the lower floor will directly break through the floor and rush in. It is equipped with a counter-AI written by Luther himself, and the weapons are already at full capacity, which is fully enough to support him in breaking out of the siege.

So now his biggest doubt is——

——Where is my robot?

Bang!

The floor-to-ceiling windows were blown to pieces, and the scrapped alloy robot broke through the glass and was thrown into the office. Superman floated outside the broken window, still holding a half-broken robotic arm in his hand, and smiled: "Are you looking for this? Mr. Luthor?"

Lex Luthor's face was quite ugly.

"Fortunately, I followed the advice of a friend, and he said that you must have an escape plan." Superman smiled, "So I made a special trip to take a look. Oh, by the way, there are also the machine gun towers and escape shuttles you arranged. They were all destroyed just now.

It seems that this time it's hard to fly, Mr. Luther. "

"You you you uhhhh!!"

Luthor was so angry that he trembled all over. In a rage, he picked up a gorgeous solid gold trophy on the table and threw it at Superman.

Superman raised his arm, took the trophy in his hand steadily, and said with a smile, "It looks like something slipped from your hand, Mr. Luthor."

This stimulation made Luther even more furious: "And you caught me, right? Do you think it's over? This is my world, my people! Do you think you can take this away from me!?"

"No, I never said these belonged to me. Metropolis belongs to no one," Superman said sternly, "You don't own us, Luthor."

"'We'? Do you really think of this as your home?"

Superman shrugged: "This is my hometown. And whether you like it or not, Luthor, it rejected you. So if I were you, I would just let it go. If you behave well enough, maybe."

Superman's expression suddenly changed mid-sentence, as if he realized something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Back off!"

General Lane frowned: "He is our prisoner, Superman. We can. What do you want to do!?"

Superman suddenly burst out of speed, flashed forward, picked up Luthor without any explanation and flew out of the window, rushing into the sky before anyone could react.

Only a moment later, a bang exploded in the sky. A ball of dazzling flames exploded over the metropolis, lighting up the sky.

After a few seconds, Superman flew back.

"He blew himself up?" General Lane frowned.

"No, it's not me."

Superman shook his head, stretched out his right hand, and held a bald head in his hand. It was Lex Luthor's head, but most of it had been disfigured, and the circuits under his hair were exposed and sparks were popping.

"robot?"

General Lane stepped forward and looked at the machine head.

"Where have you been hiding, Luther?"

"A safe place, General."

The robot's eyes flickered, and Lex Luthor's voice came intermittently from inside.

"And Superman. Let's count you as the winner this time. But don't be too proud. I will come back again and take away what belongs to me."

"I'm waiting, Luther."

Superman shrugged, and with a push of his fingers, the remaining mechanical head was crushed into a ball of scrap metal on the spot.

"So after that, although Luther ran away, General Lane promised not to embarrass me again."

The young reporter Clark Kent sat in the restaurant, adjusted his glasses, and said happily.

Although Shen You didn't go to the scene, he could roughly imagine Lai Tu's displeasure. It feels quite joyful to imagine the scene where the bald man yells angrily, "I donated buildings to the metropolis, and I sold guns to the US military."

"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" Kara said, "The atmosphere in our store is really great. There is also a very kind old man."

Clark smiled and shook his head.

“I’ll definitely visit some other day but not today. I’ve been coming to the Met for a while, but it wasn’t until today that I started to feel like I belonged here.

Thank you for this, Mr. Shen. "

"It's okay, even if you want to thank me, it's a two-way street."

This is not polite. Shen You really felt that Dachao was his golden partner. The video of his speech on the streets of the metropolis yesterday has been posted online and has now gone viral.

Sure enough, he had guessed correctly before. Superman is a walking light energy engine. His words, deeds, every move, and even his existence itself are all charging Ultraman.

It once made him feel that watching Da Chao was becoming more and more pleasing to his eyes.

"But to be honest, I think we should get together more often." Clark said, "Even if it's just to have a meal or drink coffee together."

"Come to my store, it's in Gotham, the store is called 'HISHE', I'll treat you."

Shen You smiled.

"I have a feeling you'll love our coffee."

Big city, nightfall.

The unknown aircraft fell silently and hung in the suburban area. Its fleeting light illuminated its streamlined shape in the darkness.

The hatch slowly opened, and a cloaked figure appeared. She was a tall woman with a proud figure and long hair like fire. Her graceful figure slowly stepped off the spacecraft, her hair reflecting the starry sky like a ball of brilliant flames.

Following closely behind him was a tall, muscular man with a face full of flesh and a body like a hill. The rugged image stands next to the woman, and people will naturally think of words describing a certain classic combination.

Beauty and the Beast.

Followed by another petite woman, also dressed strangely, said nothing.

The three people walked out of the cabin, and the cabin door closed immediately. The spacecraft made a faint hum, and then the hull became illusive and disappeared like a ghost.

The red-haired woman walked in front, followed by the strong man. After walking a few steps, she suddenly seemed to remember something and stopped suddenly. The man didn't brake quickly and bumped into her back.

The man lowered his head hurriedly: "Sorry, Your Highness, I am not"

"Didn't I tell you not to call me Your Highness when you come to Earth?"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

The woman raised her eyebrows: "Tell me again, what am I to you?"

"My...my" the strong man's eyes quickly turned, "...that's my brother!"

Anger welled up on the woman's face: "I'm still your grandfather."

"ah?"

The strong man looked confused and quickly lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"Have we changed the script?"

The woman laughed angrily at him.

"Oh my god. I told you I shouldn't have brought you out."

"That's not possible!" The strong man said seriously, "Protect His Highness. Oh no, it is my duty to protect grandpa! Even if I risk my life, I must protect grandpa."

"Okay, okay. Just shut up and stop talking for a while." The woman waved her hands impatiently, "At least you remember why we came here?"

"Yes, remember." The strong man nodded obediently, "To find a man."

"Not just any man, but the strongest man in the galaxy."

The woman curled her lips and smiled.

".Superman."