American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Seriously how strong is Superman?

Naegi and the others hadn't reached where the Beetle parked.

Superman has already taken Anthony Winston, the second-generation puppeteer who mistakenly recognized Kate as his mother, to Miss Kate's house.

He flew to the Metropolitan Prison like he was carrying a chick, reached out and lifted up the wall of the prison, found an uninhabited cell, and threw Anthony in.

Before leaving, Superman stuffed the wall back together and reinforced it by welding it with laser eyes.

The prison guards were all holding coffee cups, standing in a neat row on the prison playground, looking up to see Superman fly away. It was obvious that they were very familiar with this scene.

Sometimes, it’s not that they are incompetent, but compared with Superman’s efficiency, they... seem very powerless.

Moreover, the Metropolitan Prison has undergone multiple welding renovations by Superman, and the material has changed. It is really... invulnerable to swords and guns.

Of course, no one here would be so crazy as to hire the world's top mercenaries to break into the prison. As we all know, Superman's Man of Steel is not just a title, but a person who lives up to his name.

No one in Metropolis would be stupid enough to shoot Superman with guns and bullets, except for kryptonite bullets.

Except for the idiot who came to snipe Superman last month and was sent to prison, there has been no other idiot who did this.

Even the bald Luthor, who is known as the one whose brain was stepped on by a pig, chose to fight Superman alone with a laser gun and a mecha.

Although the mecha was torn to pieces by Superman and the laser only reached the level of shaving Superman, at least the direction was correct.

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"Lifting this car with one hand? It's not that exaggerated after sprinkling some water on it."

Naegi held the steering wheel as the Beetle swayed on the road, listening to Jason's description of the situation.

In fact, Naegi was not surprised at all. Although Superman's power was different in size according to the setting, it was infinite.

Not to mention lifting this Beetle with one hand.

Superman can carry an airplane and fly in the sky, lift an oil drilling platform on the sea, and carry a 20-story building and the people inside it away.

Those who cannot carry the plane are our countrymen, not Superman.

At its peak, Superman's strength is enough to move the entire Earth, shatter space barriers with one punch, and affect the multiverse.

In this comparison, the Flash, who uses the speed force to travel through time and space and influence the creation of the multiverse, feels a little aggrieved.

"Anyway, thank you. You are such a good police officer with a sense of justice." Louise, who was sitting in the back seat, smiled seriously.

I don’t know if it’s innate, but this woman has an incredibly good mental state. She was able to recover immediately after being pulled back from the brink of life and death. I wish everyone had the same mentality as her.

Those so-called psychologists and psychiatrists are probably going to be out of work. Maybe that's why she seems so different.

"You're welcome. Protecting every citizen is our responsibility!" Naegi said seriously, his bright eyes full of positive energy.

"By the way, Louise, Officer Naegi is also a fan of Clark. He came here just to ask for Clark's autograph."

Jimmy, who was sitting on the right side of the back seat, spoke quickly.

They didn't seem to be worried about Clark at all, because with Superman around, there would be no problem, although this description sounds a bit deified.

But in front of Superman, it is difficult to die, because you never know how many times he can perform CPR on you in one second.

Even if it's Death coming, you have to consider whether it's worth fighting Superman, and then consider whether you can win.

"Really? The cute cornfield boy has his own fans now, that's awesome!"

Louise said happily, "Cornfield Boy" is Clark's nickname. His family is a corn farmer, a countryman, but only Louise can say this name.

If someone else called him that, Clark might not mind, but Miss Louise would definitely hit someone, after all, she had done so before.

"I wonder if I would have the honor of having Miss Louise, the chief reporter for the Daily Planet, sign an autograph for me? I really enjoy your crime-fighting news."

Miao Mu, who was driving, reached into his pocket, took out the autograph book, and handed it to the back.

"No problem! I'd love to!"

Louise reached out to take the autograph book, opened it, and quickly signed her name on it with a pen, and also made a special note:

"To the righteous Officer Naegi. He is a good man."

"Haha, it's really an honor." Miao Mu looked at the mark above and smiled with some surprise.

"Hey, Clark!"

Jimmy looked out the window and saw Clark standing on the side of the road under the street light in front of him. He quickly waved.

Clark, who was holding a blue suit jacket in his arms, wearing a white shirt and black-framed glasses, also quickly reached out and waved.

The Beetle stopped beside him, and as soon as Jimmy opened the door, Lois got out and looked Clark up and down.

"Superman sent me here. I thought you would come back from here too, so I'll wait for you here."

Clark touched his head with one hand and showed a simple smile, which made people feel at ease.

"Next time, we should notify the police first." Louise walked beside Clark and smiled with her head tilted.

Speaking of the Metropolitan Police, Naegi and his team did report the case, and they did go out to the scene, but before they were halfway there, the criminal had already been sent to prison by Superman.

"By the way, let me introduce you. This is the police officer from Gotham, Naegi. He saved my life."

Louise extended her hand and introduced, not forgetting to mention that Naegi had rescued her from the factory bomb.

Clark looked at Naegi and nodded in thanks.

The two of them smiled at each other in tacit understanding. They were the only ones who knew whether the bomb in the factory was true or not.

"Clark, I'm a fan of the Daily Planet. I especially like your articles on environmental protection and peace, especially the one about: We have mountains, rivers, and endless oceans in the world, but we can't protect a clean sky."

"You have actually read that article." Clark said with some surprise. His super vision and hearing had confirmed that Naegi was not lying. There was no fluctuation in his heartbeat and pulse.

"Yes, it's deafening, especially in Gotham. We can rarely see the sky and the stars at night through the thick clouds."

Miao Mu nodded seriously. He had really read it. The reason why he remembered this article was because it was the best article written by Chaoren. He couldn't bear to read the others...

It's dry and even harder to swallow than Yilin magazine. At least Yilin has that wonderful clip about how one can drink toilet water after flushing it seven times in Japan.

As for Superman, it was written entirely as a textbook. Miaomu suspected that apart from some people who studied the subject professionally, other people could at most understand that the content was about environmental protection and peace.

"That was the first article I wrote. Many parts were incomplete and not professional enough," Clark said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay, you two can have a good chat later. Aren't you hungry?" Louise said with a smile.

After she said that, Miaomu and the others remembered that they had not eaten lunch or afternoon meal.

"It's my treat. Let's go to the same restaurant as last time."

Louise made the decision without waiting for their answer. This woman is always in a hurry.

But in the eyes of Clark, the boy in the cornfield next to her, she is the most perfect like this.