American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

early morning.

Kent Farm.

"The latest news from the small town of Smallville is that around early morning local time, a large truck full of gasoline overturned on the highway and caused a fire."

"According to an investigation by the local police, the two deceased were the truck driver and a physical education teacher from a local high school. It is reported that the physical education teacher was a very good football coach."

Jonathan put down the newspaper in his hand, sighing a little: "Another person died in this town."

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Jonathan always feels that someone will die in the town every once in a while, as if he is under some kind of strange curse.

At the dinner table, Clark was obviously taken aback when he heard Coach Watt's name.

Recalling his meeting with Jino last night, he had a bad suspicion in his mind.

It is very likely that Coach Watt was killed by Geno.

"I'm stuffed."

Clark sighed, ate the peanut sandwich in his hand, put on his school bag and left the farm.

He was a little preoccupied, and the reason was simple.

Clark felt that Coach Watt was killed by Geno.

But Clark also felt that Gino must have his reasons for killing Watt.

So now Clark is very entangled. He wants to advise his friends not to kill people randomly, but thinking back to Gray's incident, Clark feels that he is not qualified to ask Gino to do anything.

Throwing his backpack in the passenger seat, Clark got into the driver's seat and started the off-road vehicle that Geno gave him.

After a big fight with his adoptive father, Jonathan repaired the off-road vehicle in order to ease the relationship between the two.

It can only be said that Clark was lucky, that punch burst the water tank instead of the engine.

Small town.

The "Dream" Bank is located in a yellow commercial storefront in the center of the town.

"Kacha."

The store door opened, and Jino walked into the bank with a red schoolbag on his back and an evil smile on his face.

"Mr. Keno?"

The bank manager sitting in the office hurriedly put down the phone. The Luther family was a distinguished customer of the local bank.

The chubby manager was a little surprised by the sudden arrival of the young man.

Generally speaking, if the other party needs money, he or she can arrange for someone to send the money with just a phone call.

"How can I help you."

The manager had a warm smile on his face. Show your big white teeth and extend your hand to show friendship.

"Well, it's nothing." Jino smoothed his hair, smiled and shook hands with the manager: "I want to close my account in the bank and withdraw the money."

"What!?" Hearing Jino's words, the manager's face was full of horror: "Please, are you dissatisfied with our bank?"

"Please tell me and we will definitely improve!"

It’s not the manager’s fault. If the bank’s largest depositor leaves, his position as manager will be over.

"What do I need to explain to you?" Jino frowned and stared at the manager coldly.

"Of course not."

The manager sneered, secretly thinking of bad luck, and walked to the counter: "How much money do you plan to withdraw?"

"Well, take them all out."

"all?"

The manager frowned and looked at Keno: "You have half a million dollars in your card. If you withdraw it all at once, you may not be able to get it all by yourself."

The smile on Jino's face froze slightly, and he hesitated: "Then, how about taking out fifty thousand US dollars?"

The manager stared at Jino suspiciously, and slowly took out the accounting book: "Please sign here."

"Ok."

Kino crookedly wrote his name.

The manager picked up the check and looked at Keno's handwriting from thirteen years ago in the cabinet.

The former is crooked and twisted, while the latter's writing is erratic.

These two handwritings don’t look like they were written by the same person!

The manager narrowed his eyes slightly, becoming more suspicious.

He raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at Jino's cheek: "Mr. Jino, can I see your driver's license?"

Hearing the manager's words, Jino's face froze, then he smiled and said, "Of course."

His hand reached for his backpack, the next second.

"Shh!"

A dark American Iai was held in Gino's hand, and his handsome face was full of violence: "Give me the money now! Immediately!"

"Buzz!"

Clark drove the off-road vehicle on the small town road. He had visited this road leading to the school countless times.

"Jingle Bell!"

The bank on the roadside rang a shrill alarm bell.

"What happened?" Clark frowned and looked towards the roadside.

I saw my friend Jino running with a red backpack.

"Kino?"

Clark stopped the truck and stood in front of Keno: "What are you doing?"

Clark knew Genuo, even if he could run, Genuo would not be so slow.

"Get away!" Gino glared at Clark who was blocking the road, and pushed hard with both hands.

"Bang!" Clark didn't even come back to his senses. He flew upside down and smashed the glass on the roadside. He was lying on the mannequin in a state of embarrassment, looking at Gino's back with a blank look on his face.

Clark rubbed his eyes and saw the surrounding scene turn to black and white. He saw a running skeleton. What surprised Clark the most was that the skeleton was almost soaked in dark green and was running away with a schoolbag. the further away.

Clark scratched his head and patted the glass shards off his body. Under the murderous gaze of the store owner, he murmured in confusion: "What's going on?"

Smallville Township High School.

In the first period of indoor physical education class.

The substitute teacher clapped her hands and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Today's task is to climb up and then climb down again. Even if you complete the task."

Several thick hemp ropes were hung high in the sky. The students followed the teacher's instructions to climb to the highest point and then come down.

Men and women were divided into two groups. In the team at this moment, Clark said to Gino worriedly: "Something strange happened this morning. I saw you robbed the bank."

"Me?" Gino was amused by Clark's words, pointed to his cheek, and rubbed his temples: "I remember today is not April Fool's Day, there is nothing funny about this joke."

He, a dignified family member, the second generation of American wealth, could become a chaebol in Bangzi country, but he would actually rob a bank?

Jino joked in a joking tone: "Maybe someone is pretending to be me."

After listening to Gino's words, Clark showed a thoughtful expression: "Maybe it's really a fake."

Clark approached Kino and said mysteriously: "Kino, have you had that recently?"

"What?" Gino frowned and silently distanced himself from Clark.

"Well, I just discovered that I have awakened a new ability."

Clark approached Keno again and told Keno everything that happened this morning in a low voice.

"After I found out that I had gained the ability, I saw that the man's bones were green and smaller than those of an adult male. The impostor pretended to be you."

Listening to Clark's words, Gino showed an interested look on his face: "Green bones? It's interesting."