American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

"Good moral character should start from everyone. As long as each of us adheres to kindness and keeps ourselves clean, then the world will be better!"

Located in a dark alley somewhere in Las Vegas, a tall man in a suit and leather suit with a oily head and a thin face was standing in the alley.

His face was full of seriousness and earnestness, and he was staring at two scantily clad street women not far away.

"what?"

After hearing what the man said, the women standing on the street looked at each other.

But recently, the economy has been bad and business has been sluggish. The leading street girl turned her head. After looking at her companion, she pulled her short sleeves down, causing the sea to become rough. The woman said in her voice: "If it's a special game , that will cost extra.”

The man obviously disagreed with the woman's words. He shook his head, straightened his already straight waist and said, "No, no, no, money is vulgar, as long as it is enough, it is more about spiritual practice!"

After hearing the man's words, the two street women were convinced that the man in front of them might be a psychopath.

"Bah, get away, madman!"

They cursed and spat out saliva that fell on the man's cheek, and then left the alley together.

Behind you, you can vaguely hear the women muttering: "He was dressed like a dog, I thought he was a rich man, but I didn't expect he was a loser."

“There are too many mental illnesses in this city, but it’s a pity that we have encountered them.”

I was laughed at again, just like a childhood dream that I didn't know how to express, but later I looked back and found that it was childish and ridiculous.

"Haha, Jason, you are stupid."

A deep and hoarse voice came from within.

It's like another self talking in your mind, which can make people think you are schizophrenic.

But the man's performance was very calm.

He let his saliva dry in the wind, turned around and left the alley and said to himself: "A true knight will not give up because of setbacks!"

He looked seriously at Las Vegas not far away, this city of sin, this city of injustice.

Through the demons sealed in his body, he can easily feel the demons lurking in this city that tempt humans to fall.

"Haha, without my power, you would be nothing more than a good-for-nothing good at fighting."

The demon in the body sarcastically said: "Even the lowest demon can kill you easily!"

One person and one demon just bickered and walked towards another alley, until suddenly a group appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"Jason."

Constantine played with the silver coins in his hand and stepped forward, showing his trademark fake smile: "Long time no see, my old friend."

"Constantine." As a knight of etiquette who never insults others, the moment he saw Constantine, Jason could hardly help clenching his fists to avoid swearing.

"You annoying guy, what are you doing here?"

"Don't be like this, Jason." Constantine smiled and hugged Jason's shoulders, thumbs back: "Our boss is looking for you."

Jason tilted his head. He walked around Constantine and looked towards the dark alley.

Constantine brings a somewhat tongue-in-cheek aria.

"Geno Luther."

"The great strong man, the hero of the Justice League, the shining knight who guards the earth."

Jason saw a blond boy standing next to a black-haired girl.

"Geno Luther!?" A flush appeared on Jason's face. He stepped forward and placed his right hand on his chest in a knightly manner. His brown eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement.

"I have admired you for a long time!"

Perhaps it was because people in the Middle Ages spoke in a refined manner, just like Shakespeare. Jason closed his eyes and exclaimed in awe: "You are a great being on par with King Arthur. You are so majestic, Gino Lu..."

"Cough cough."

Before Jason could finish speaking, Gino interrupted the opponent's "casting".

"Nice to meet you too, Jason."

The boy smiled and wanted to reach out and pat Jason on the shoulder, but when he saw the spit remaining on the man's suit, he finally put his hand on Zatanna's little head.

"We came to you because we need your help with something important."

"Do you know Tianming?"

Hearing Jino's words, Jason was slightly startled, and then said helplessly: "I am just a bystander about that period of history. If you want to know more, the Etlaine in me may know something."

"Then let him talk."

Jino ordered indifferently.

"Uh."

Jason had a strange expression when he heard Gino's words.

He closed his eyes, as if communicating with the demon sealed in his body. When the man opened his eyes, he looked at Jino hesitantly.

"Uh, Mr. Geno, Itline told me."

"He's going to duel you, and if you can beat him, he'll tell you."

"Uh, are you sure?" Before Gino could speak, Constantine next to him showed a constipated expression.

He glanced at the young man next to him who always had an expressionless iceberg face. Maybe others didn't know it, but he understood the terrifying strength hidden under that handsome appearance.

"Okay, let him out and we'll fight quickly." Geno shrugged, feeling no pressure to face a powerful demon.

At this moment, a gust of night wind blew plastic garbage scattered on the ground.

Jason slowly opened his arms and murmured: "The human form is gone,"

His clothes burst into flames, crackling as they clung to them.

"boom!"

The flames surrounding Jason bloomed grandly, like a torch rising from the ground.

"Crack, snap!"

A pair of thick thighs slowly stepped out of the flames.

Wearing golden armor and holding a double-headed sword, a sturdy green-skinned demon slowly walked out of the flames.

"Hellfire!"

Without saying a word, the devil opened his mouth and swallowed hell flames that smelled of strong sulfur!

"boom!"

The hot, boiling flames of hell were like bright candles burning in the night sky, and like the high-temperature and scorching air waves produced by hundreds of gas cans exploding in an instant, rushing towards the young man among the three.

The boiling flame looked like a roaring fire dragon from a distance, roaring and rushing towards the boy.

The result does not seem difficult to guess, they will be burned to coke at that grand temperature.

Until, the young man's eyes glowed as red as the eyes of a demon in the dark night.

"Buzz!"

Like a Babylonian scalpel, the heat vision bursting from his eyes easily cut through the roaring flames.

It was like a towering mountain dividing the surging flames.

Its power remained undiminished, like a scarlet thunderbolt thrown from the sky, striking the body of the golden-armored demon.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound exploded, and the impact caused by the red light hit the demon's body like a fist.

"Snapped!"

Like a flying marble, the demon named Etlaine screamed and flew high into the sky, screaming like a soaring bird before falling into the night.

After extinguishing the boiling red light in his eyes, Jino sighed: "Let's go, I believe the devil will tell me the information we want this time~"