American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

On campus.

"Why do you always look guilty every time you meet Lana Blue?" Chloe pouted and put one hand on Gino's waist.

"Is it possible that you all like that guy?" Little Black Pete pretended to be Sherlock Holmes and asked while holding his chin.

Away from Lana, the feeling of exhaustion left him. Gino smiled, patted Chloe's shoulder and straightened his back. He glanced at the little black man again and said, "Maybe it's just your imagination."

For schools like Smallville Township High School, they implement happy education, so students are arranged to have free activities in the afternoon of the high school.

Clark planned to drive home with Keno, but Keno said he had to take a step forward.

So Clark had to drive home alone.

While driving an expensive off-road vehicle, he also met Whitney and Lana Blue. Whitney's jealous eyes greatly satisfied Clark's vanity.

The car stereo played music called "Wbite flag". Clark moved his head to the music and controlled the off-road vehicle with one hand to drive to his farm.

He had never felt so happy.

This expensive off-road vehicle was like a bomb that disrupted his life, adding some passion and happiness to the ordinary life.

"Buzz!"

Clark stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the roaring SUV slowly stopped in front of the fence.

At this moment, Martha, who was handling forage on the farm with Jonathan, slowly raised her head. The middle-aged woman frowned slightly: "Jonathan, it seems that a guest is coming?"

not far away,

Jonathan, holding a pitchfork, looked at the off-road vehicle in front of his house and frowned slightly at the logo on the front of the vehicle.

It seems that only the Luther family can afford to drive such a car.

Could it be that Clark's classmates are looking for Clark again?

Although Clark is not at home now, Jonathan doesn't like the interaction between Geno and Clark.

However, when the car door opened, Clark wearing khaki jeans appeared in the field of vision of the Jonathans, which immediately made the Jonathans open their mouths.

"Clark?" Jonathan was surprised, put down his work and ran to Clark.

"Where did you get your car?" Jonathan stretched out his hand to wipe away the ominous premonition in his heart. When he got closer and looked at the textured lines of the red off-road vehicle and the brand-new but mud-stained tires, Jonathan Clearly, it might take him 100 years of farming to afford this car.

"Clark?" Martha was worried about the quarrel between father and son, so she rushed to them.

The three of them stood on the grass of the farm. Clark felt a little embarrassed and rubbed his hair. His eyes wandered and he said, "Well, a friend lent it to me."

"Clark!" Jonathan frowned and stared at Clark. He watched the child grow up with his own eyes. Jonathan could tell at a glance that Clark was lying. He lowered his voice and said, "I want to hear the truth."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Clark had no choice but to put down the arm that was scratching his hair, took a deep breath, and stared into Jonathan's eyes: "Okay, this car is a gift from Geno."

"Sure enough." Jonathan sighed in his heart, and his suspicion in his heart came true.

Martha raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Is it because you saved Lex Luthor's life that his brother gave you this big guy?"

"That's right." Clark said to Martha excitedly: "Mom, the performance of this car is very superior. Our family needs this car. It can help us transport goods and reduce the financial burden on the family. It..."

"Clark!"

Before Clark could finish speaking, Jonathan immediately interrupted Clark.

The middle-aged man frowned and said seriously: "I know you want this car very much, but you can't accept it."

"But this is their thank you gift!" Clark frowned: "It's just a car, Dad!"

Clark didn't know why his father was so stubborn.

It's something that both parties want to do, but Jonathan wants to stop it.

"Because you saved his life, you can accept his thank you gift with peace of mind?" Jonathan crossed his arms and looked serious: "What about next time? Clark, what if you save someone else's life next time, but they don't?" What would you think if I didn’t give you something in return?”

"That's not what I had in mind." Clark pursed his lips.

"But human nature is like this." Jonathan stared at Clark: "You can't guarantee whether your emotions will be affected."

"Kindness should not be sought in return, Clark."

"But it's just a piece of cake for the Luthor family! Father!" Clark couldn't understand Jonathan's thinking. He argued rationally: "Do you know what Gino is wearing? The clothes he is wearing don't even have brands, they are all Custom fit.”

"He is handsome and rich. I can guarantee that 99% of the girls in school like him."

"The other party just sent a car, which is not expensive to the Luther family. It is even like sending a water glass!"

Looking at the emotional Clark, Jonathan sighed, but still insisted on his bottom line. He slowly shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, Clark. I know you are unhappy. This is normal. After all, children of your age want to There’s a car.”

Listening to Jonathan's words, Clark took a deep breath, stared at his father and said, "So I can't accept this gift, right?"

Jonathan did not back down and nodded: "I'm afraid that's the case."

"Okay, then I'll smash it!" Clark threw away the schoolbag behind him and appeared in front of the off-road vehicle in an instant. He raised his fist and imitated Keno's behavior in the morning and punched the hood of the off-road vehicle.

"Stop it, Clark!" Jonathan was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Clark's reckless behavior.

but. How could Jonathan's speed compare to the speed of the Son of Krypton?

Before Jonathan could take a few steps, Clark's fist landed on the hood.

"Oh!"

The fist hit the iron sheet with strong wind, and the terrifying force made the hood make a tooth-breaking sound.

The originally flat front of the car was dented to a degree visible to the naked eye, with a fist imprinted on the iron sheet. The originally beautiful front of the car was twisted and convex as if it had been in a car accident.

"Clark!" Martha was also frightened by Clark's actions. She shouted to Clark in panic: "Child, don't do this!"

"Whoosh~" It seemed that some parts in the car were damaged, and some black smoke floated out from the hood and into the air.

"Hoohoo."

After venting his anger a little, Clark found some peace in his originally angry heart, but when he saw the worried eyes of his parents, Clark couldn't help but loosen his fists.

"I refused Keno at first, but he said that if I didn't want it, he would throw it away."

Clark glanced at Jonathan angrily: "So I fulfilled your wish, father!"

After saying this, Clark turned around and ran towards the outside of the farm.

"Clark" Jonathan hesitated to speak.

Clark ignored the shouts behind him and ran faster.

Now he just wants to be quiet.