American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

late at night.

on the highway near the small town of Smallville.

"Buzz!"

A tanker truck loaded with gasoline drove smoothly on the highway.

A powerful rock song was playing in the car.

The driver, named Card, bobbed his head to the music.

"drop!"

The truck drove through a sharp bend, and under the illumination of the headlights, Card saw an old pickup truck parked not far away.

"damn it."

Card cursed secretly: "Which idiot stopped in the middle of the road?"

"Drip!"

Card pressed the horn, and the sound passed through the night, but no one answered.

"what happened."

Card frowned slightly and glanced at the time subconsciously. He had to deliver the gasoline within the specified time, otherwise half of the salary for the transportation would be deducted.

"Kacha."

The middle-aged man opened the door and picked up the APXA1 pistol located in the passenger seat.

In Free America. Truck drivers who travel long distances are generally equipped with some weapons to avoid the risk of robbery and accidents.

Card held the pistol and pressed the baseball bat on his head. He walked towards the scrapped pickup truck, cursing and shouting: "Fuck! No matter who you are, drive your car away immediately!"

"rustle."

There was a strange movement in the dense forest not far away, and Card clenched the gun bolt alertly: "Who is there!?"

Before he could get closer, the man felt the handle of the gun getting hot.

"Shet!"

It was like putting a gun into the desert and roasting it for a day and a night. The extreme temperature made Card scream in agony, and the gun in his hand also hit the ground along his arm.

"what happened?"

Card looked at the red pistol in horror. This strange scene made his heart beat faster and he swallowed hard unconsciously.

Didn't he encounter a supernatural event?

"Buzz!"

There was a roar of trucks behind me.

Card turned around and saw his truck rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed, and sitting in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man with an evil smile on his face.

"Die!"

A trace of cruelty appeared on Watt's face, he pressed the accelerator to the bottom, turned the steering wheel lightly and controlled the big truck to slam into Card.

The headlights hit Card's face, reflecting his frightened face.

"No!"

"Paji!"

It was like hitting a soft flour bag. The poor truck driver didn't even have time to call for help when he was thrown off by the front of the truck. He hit the concrete roadside and rolled continuously until he fell to the ground motionless.

Looking at the driver who died under the car, Watt's eyes were cold, as if what he had just killed was just an ant.

He decided to take revenge, a decision made three minutes after he gained his powers.

Everything that happened tonight gave Watt a strange feeling. Ever since he discovered that he could control flames, Watt had hatched a "perfect" plan in his heart.

First, when Principal Guan got into the car, he controlled the flames to melt the door lock and let it close, and then ignited the flames in the car and burned Principal Guan alive.

Although there were some minor flaws in the plan, and Principal Guan, who was about to be burned to death, was saved by the damn Gino, Principal Guan wouldn't be able to survive for long with that kind of injury.

Watt twisted his fat body and let out a contented sigh.

Ok,

His plan went well, and now, Watt decided to kill the guy he hated the most, which was Geno Luthor.

However, Watt also knew that Luther Castle was heavily guarded and not ordinary people could break into it.

His fat body and wide body were not conducive to sneaking into Keno's room alone and burning him to death, but this did not mean that Watt would not think of a way.

After thinking about it, the man came up with a more sinister plan.

Since he couldn't infiltrate, he simply robbed an oil tanker and learned what people on the other side of the world were doing.

He drove the oil tanker to Luther Castle, jumped out of the car the moment it broke into the castle, and then used his ability to set the gasoline truck on fire.

Then there was a "boom" explosion, blowing all the people in the castle into the sky.

The sound of music in the car interrupted Watt's thoughts, and the man took out the crumpled map from his pocket.

Watt said to himself: "Next, let me see how to get to Luther Castle."

Just as he was about to turn on the lights in the car, a chuckle came from behind him.

The voice said calmly and with a gentle tone: "Drive two thousand meters ahead, then turn left for one kilometer and then right onto Smallville South Road. Then drive five hundred meters forward and turn right to Luther Castle. "

The owner of the voice seemed to be very enthusiastic and carefully told Watt how to reach the location of Luther Castle.

However, this sudden sound made Watt break into a cold sweat.

The reason is simple. He should be the only one in this car. So where does the sound behind him come from?

"Snapped!"

Watt immediately turned on the car lights, and the orange light dispelled the darkness and brought light.

Under the light, Watt saw an elegant young man through the rearview mirror.

He was wearing sweatpants and sitting in the back seat of the car with his legs crossed, one arm resting on the window, the other hand gently falling on his thigh, his fingers tapping his knees, and his blue eyes staring at Watt with amusement. .

"you!"

Watt's expression changed drastically. The guy sitting in the back seat turned out to be Geno Luther!

Before he had time to think about how the other party sneaked into the car, Watt subconsciously let his hands feel hot.

Just as Watt was about to turn around and smash his fist into Jino's face, the next second, his vision went dark.

Gino's actions were much faster than him.

Before Watt could make a move, Gino suddenly reached out and grabbed Watt's neck.

"Oh!"

An irresistible force caused Watt's head to hit the steering wheel hard.

"drop!"

The truck made a long honking sound.

"Why, I showed you the way, didn't you even say thank you? Coach." Geno's expression was flat, and he pinched Watt's head again.

"Oh!"

Another intimate collision between his temple and the steering wheel, but this time, Watt only felt his brain was dizzy, and the continuous collisions made a "buzzing" sound ring in his ears.

Geno repeated the movements with his hands expressionlessly. During this period, Watt also tried to reach out to push Geno's left hand away, but the arm, which was like a steel bar, was extremely hard. Watt's burning flames could not hurt him at all. Instead, Geno accelerated the frequency of collisions.

"Bang bang bang!"

Rhythmic banging sounds echoed in the car along with Watt's wailing.

"boom!"

There was another impact, and this time, Watt didn't even have the strength to scream.

The skin on his forehead was ripped open, and the red blood stained his entire fat face.

"Snapped!"

Gino pushed open the car door and kicked the dead dog-like Watt out of the car.

The plump coach lay weakly on the cold concrete pavement. Everything in front of him was reflected in a double image. He saw countless "Kino" walking towards him.

"Please, please don't kill me." Watt was afraid. He was really afraid. He was afraid of Jino's ruthlessness, and the other party was not afraid of his flames. These all proved that he was no match for Jino.

Watt struggled to speak: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

He wanted to beg for Keno's forgiveness.

He saw Jino slowly squatting down.

He heard the young man's cold voice: "If an apology is useful, what else do we need the police for?"

Thanks to the boss of Dawn of Dawn for the 100-point reward, I love you.