American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

The newspaper club has been established for a long time, and Chloe's computer is also connected to the campus intranet.

The girl moved the mouse and tapped the keyboard. Soon, a photo of Jerome's head popped up on the girl's computer desktop.

"Name: Jerome Kerry."

"Twelve years ago, I was a high school student with excellent grades. However, after falling into a coma due to a wild disaster, I received funding from the Luther Group for twelve years."

Chloe slid the roller and glanced at Geno with her peripheral vision.

I didn't expect that this man was still connected to the Luther family.

"So, what are you asking about this guy?" Xiao Hei was a little gossipy.

"He and I have some personal matters that need to be dealt with. He woke up not long ago and then disappeared." Geno smiled faintly, and then told Chloe: "Please help me check the members of Jerome's rugby team again. "

As Chloe clicked the mouse, a group photo of three strong men wearing rugby uniforms appeared in Keno's sight.

"These three people are David, Kende, and Lance."

"They were the dominant football team that year."

"Moreover, these guys happened to choose Jerome to be the scarecrow." Peter said mysteriously: "My mother's sister's ex-boyfriend's nephew was in the same class as Jerome at the time. The guy was taciturn and often bullied. "

"Really?" Jino pinched his chin and looked at the computer with a ghostly expression: "Thank you for your help. I'm going to leave for a while."

After getting the information he wanted, Gino didn't stay any longer. He left the keys of his sports car to Chloe and the two of them, and joked with a smile: "This is your "reward". You guys can drive it home after school." Bring it to school tomorrow.”

He never hesitates to repay others for help, but because they are high school classmates, it is not easy for Jino to just spend money on it, as that would change the nature of the job.

"The boss is awesome!" Peter raised his eyebrows. That was a sports car, and ordinary people would never be able to get their hands on it.

As for having your self-esteem insulted?

Come on, it's cool to show off to friends and relatives by driving a sports car, so everyone knows you have a friend who drives a sports car.

And Peter and Chloe are not that sensitive and introverted.

"See you tomorrow." Jino waved goodbye and the two opened the door and left.

After Jino left,

Looking at the keys to the sports car on the table, Chloe and Peter looked at each other, and then both stretched out their "devil claws" towards the sports car.

"it is mine!"

Ignoring the commotion in the house fighting for the key, Kino walked out of the office and took out his cell phone to dial the number of the town police chief.

"Hello?"

"Director George, it's me, Geno Luther. I want to ask you about a few people." Geno said calmly.

When Director George on the other end of the phone heard the word Luther, he immediately lowered his voice and said respectfully: "Sir, please give me your orders."

"I need to ask you about a few people."

In a free America, rights serve money.

The small town of Smallville is quiet and peaceful late at night.

The climate here is slightly chilly at night.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright and soft moonlight shines on the street, inside the garage located in the quiet street.

The music player is playing a powerful rock song.

A young man named David shook his head to the beat of the music while shaking the wrench in his hand to knock on the off-road vehicle in front of him to check its performance.

"Good boy." David returned to the parking space and twisted the key. He watched the engine roar and a proud smile appeared on the man's face. This business made money.

"Oh!"

The man closed the hood, and a figure stood in the corner not far away.

The moonlight shone at his feet, making the young man's face flicker.

"Hey, this is private property. Do you need to repair your car?" The middle-aged man frowned and subconsciously clenched the wrench in his hand.

"David Sken, the former captain of the football team, a popular figure on campus, and the object of girls' admiration, has now turned into a poor car mechanic?" A slightly hoarse and youthful voice sounded in the workshop.

The boy's words undoubtedly ignited David's anger: "Farke, get out of here!"

He tightened his grip on the wrench and walked towards the man.

As the distance between the two people narrowed, the looming face gradually became clearer.

Thin figure, sunken cheeks, wearing a cheap white hoodie.

What frightened David the most was the man's cold and strange eyes.

"Wait a minute." David stared at the young man. He felt that this man looked more and more familiar.

"I seem to know you!"

"You're the Scarecrow Jerome!"

David stared at Jerome, with a look of contempt on his face. He glanced at the young man's clothes: "Why do you have the nerve to mock me? You don't look rich either."

Listening to the man's words, a hint of joking flashed in Jerome's eyes: "No, no, no, we are different."

He spread his hands: "I can mock you, naturally because I have the qualifications and strength to mock you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jerome's hands suddenly lit up with hot blue light. If he looked closely, he saw that it was actually streaks of violent electric current that were jumping and flickering.

"Snapped!"

Before the middle-aged man could react, Jerome suddenly grabbed the man's neck.

"Pfft!"

At the moment of skin contact, violent electric currents instantly flowed into the man's body, invading every blood vessel and violently destroying his body tissues!

"Ah oh oh oh~" The man who was irrigated by the current was trembling all over and rolling his eyes, creating the famous scene of Wu Jing being electrocuted, and a strong smell of burnt smell surged from his body.

"Haha." Jerome looked at the struggling man with a sick smile on his face.

"Yes, that's it. The strong want to humiliate the weak. Isn't this what you once taught me?"

"Die me quickly!" While shouting, Jerome continued to increase the current in his hands.

"Ah!" The man let out a shrill scream, and the surrounding electrical appliances also exploded into clouds of sparks under the action of electric current.

"Crack!"

Along with the sparks and lightning, Jerome closed his eyes in enjoyment: "Yes, that's it. Your screams are my sleeping requiem."

"Whoosh!"

Before Jerome had time to enjoy the process of torturing David, a whistling wind sounded in his ears, and he instantly felt a pain in his cheek.

"Oh!"

A fist hit the man's face without warning.

"boom!"

The air exploded with a sonic explosion,

The next second, the young man suddenly flew out like a baseball, and his body smashed into the scrapped car in the workshop. The huge force made his whole body embedded in the car door.

"my face!"

Falling on the car, Jerome wailed and covered his cheek. The punch not only knocked him away, but also broke several teeth on the right half of his face. The bright red blood also slid down the corner of his mouth, which looked quite ugly. For miserable.

"Who is it!" Jerome looked at the dark figure in the corner with a malicious expression.

"Pah, pah, pah~"

A tall figure clapped his hands gently and walked out of the darkness. The moonlight dispersed the shadows, revealing a handsome face, but there was a look of contempt on the pretty cheeks.

"You're right, Jerome." The blond young man rubbed his fists, shook his neck, stared at the young man in the corner and said, "The strong should humiliate the weak."

Jino paused, hid the smile on his face, and said expressionlessly:

"So are you ready?"