American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

metropolis.

Luther Group.

On Monday, it was supposed to be the day for the group's employees to go to work, but they were blocked by the security guard at the entrance.

"Sorry, I received the latest notification that the group will be transferred starting today."

The employees who came to work were shocked at first, and then panicked: "What do you mean? We are fired?"

“God, please don’t put me out of a job or I’ll go bankrupt.”

"No, it's not that you are unemployed." The security guard at the door said mysteriously: "I heard that the second son of the Luther family, the boy who made a big fuss in the parliament, wanted to turn this place into an alliance he formed. Headquarters.”

Before the group could say anything, company leaders arrived and informed everyone that they would have a rest today.

Although this is good news, the unknown situation can not help but make people worry.

Life is inherently unsatisfactory, and the unknown is even more frightening.

....

Just when a group of workers in the Luther Group were worried about their future.

Agree on the top floor of the time.

Lionel, a middle-aged man with white hair and the leader of the Luther Group, was leaning on a cane and staring angrily at the figure not far away.

The dazzling blond hair behind the chair illustrates his identity.

"I think you should give me an explanation. Do you know how much less I will make if these people take a day off?"

Just this morning, Leonel, who was lying in his sleep, was hurriedly awakened by his subordinates and learned that Jino had taken the building away from him without his permission.

Although the price of a building is not expensive for the Luthor family, Gino's approach is undoubtedly a provocation to Lionel.

“Sometimes, smart people don’t even need to communicate and know each other’s intentions.”

Sitting on the sofa chair with his back to Lionel, Gino looked out the window at the scenery. The Luther Group employees downstairs were like a bunch of busy ants.

"But through your performance, I feel that you do not have the characteristics of a smart person."

"Heavy, courageous, calm, fearless, you don't have these things. You only care about the banknotes that people give meaning to."

"I think you should take the longer view, Lionel."

Jino stood up slowly and looked at his nominal father. A smile appeared on his lips and he took out a bottle from his pocket.

"I won't let you suffer, this is your reward."

Jino played with the small bottle in his hand, as if it didn't matter.

Lionel was also attracted by the water bottle in the boy's hand and asked curiously: "What is that?"

"It's a potion that can make you live longer."

The light words made Lionel's breathing become heavier and faster the moment he heard it.

According to Jino, the potion in this bottle can increase your life! ?

There was no doubt in his mind about Kino. After all, Lionel had already seen Kino's strength. To put it simply, when someone with Kino's strength existed, there might be no need to lie.

"Give it to me!" Lionel reached out eagerly, trying to grab the bottle in Gino's hand.

It seems that it represents hope and the future.

"Of course I can give it to you."

Although he said this, Gino's arm moved slightly backward, driving the water bottle away from Lionel's grasp.

"But have you forgotten something? Equivalent exchange, this is the principle you taught me and Lex when we were young."

"If." Gino paused, shook the water bottle in his hand and said, "If you want it, just trade it with Luther Building."

"I'll give you 30 seconds to think about it."

...

When Lionel walked out of the office with a smile on his face, it meant that the Luthor Group officially changed its name to the Justice League Building at this time.

Jino sat on the chair, but without looking back he suddenly said: "Either get out, or I will grab your ears."

"Crack!"

As the words fell, a bolt of golden lightning suddenly exploded in the room. Bart, with a sneer on his face, scratched his head and slowly moved towards Gino with small steps.

"Uncle Gino." Bart swallowed.

"I heard you've started planning to form the Justice League?"

Jino was noncommittal, but looked at Bart with strange eyes: "What does this have to do with you?"

Facing the young man's slightly cold gaze, Bart swallowed, shook his head, and said shyly: "I, I was just asking."

"if it is possible,"

"Can I join?"

As if he had already anticipated Bart's thoughts, Gino sighed and put his chin on his hand and asked Bart: "So, will you join the Justice League in the future?"

"I"

Gino's words hit Bart's heart, making him speechless.

"Don't even think about lying to me." Jino pointed to his temple with a playful expression.

"Well, I didn't join the Justice League."

"That's it." Gino chuckled: "If there is no news about Bart Allen joining the Justice League in the future, then you in the past, that is, you in the present cannot join. Some small changes are enough to destroy the timeline, you Knows this better than I do.”

"Here's a thousand dollars, take it and spend it, and send me a letter to London."

When asking Bart to run errands, Gino didn't forget to give him a commission.

Sure enough, after receiving a large amount of pocket money, Bago, who was originally disappointed, immediately cheered up and appeared in front of Jino with a "swish" sound. He caught the envelope handed out by the boy and glanced at the address above. Then he quietly disappeared into the house.

"So."

Sitting alone in the office again, Jino rested his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other: "We have solved the headquarters problem, but we still need funds to support its operation."

“There’s also personnel management, personnel recruitment.”

Thinking of the next series of troubles, Jino couldn't help but rub his forehead and hair in distress.

To be honest, he would rather go to Darkseid to fight with his heat vision than deal with this trivial matter.

"Perhaps, I need an assistant to help me." Gino narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gloomy expression was quite a bit like Batman's when he was thinking.

.....

Thirty minutes ago.

"Ding dong."

The ringing of the doorbell interrupted Diana, who was busy using her cell phone.

"coming."

She stepped on her slippers and walked to the door. When the woman opened the door, there was a express box placed at the entrance.

Diana opened the express box, and a yellowed photo appeared in front of Diana's eyes.

"Maybe, we should talk."

The top of the express box was written with a line of Chinese characters in English, and the signature was undoubtedly a famous figure in the United States.

"Bruce Wayne?" Diana raised her eyebrows with a strange expression.

"Are you from Gotham?" The heroine slowly raised her head and looked into the distance. She waved slightly, and a rope shining with golden light fell into her hand. She pushed open the window and jumped out of the window with a slight jump.

She would like to know, what does Bruce Wayne want to do?