Clark's senses are powerful, especially his hearing.

As a child, Clark could hear the cacophony of voices throughout Kansas, which at one point caused him great distress. But with the help of Martha, Clark finally learned to control his super hearing, just like he learned to disguise himself as an ordinary person.

With the growth of age, Clark's physical fitness has also been improving, especially after he gained control of the Kryptonian spaceship Fortress of Solitude with the help of Merlin, he was on the Kryptonian planet who claimed to be his real father. With the help of artificial intelligence Carl, Clark's potential has been rapidly tapped in the past few years.

He will leave the earth 2 days a month and hover in space to receive pure sunlight to fill the Kryptonian cells in his body with energy.

He will go to the Mystery House club every Friday to train his fighting ability with the help of Queen Liana from Limbo. In that ghost place of Limbo, Liana can mobilize the power of the whole world. Attacking him, coupled with the fact that Liana herself is a true master of black magic, under her training, Clark's combat skills have almost improved day by day.

From time to time, he would be invited by Merlin to participate in some secret operations, most of which were to fight against aliens who caused chaos, or some superhumans who appeared in the world for various reasons.

At other times, Clark would pretend to be a reporter from the Daily Planet and follow his new girlfriend, Louise Lane, around the world looking for big news.

It can be said that compared with the life when he was helping out on his own farm, Clark is now living a fulfilling life every day.

Well, as for how he and Louise became lovers, that's another story, to sum it up a bit, after a drunken beauty spends a night with a lonely young man...

Huh, this plot seems familiar.

In short, Clark doesn't dislike this relationship. When he gets along with Louise, he always closes his super senses to avoid seeing Louise's not-so-good pores, those body odors, and hearing some bad voices.

But how to put it, Merlin is right, for a super creature like Clark, if he wants to reap a sincere love, he must learn to appreciate the beauty of the soul.

Fortunately, although Louise occasionally speaks unforgivingly, this girl's soul is indeed quite beautiful.

At this time, Clark was cruising in the dark night of Mexico at supersonic speed, his ears trembling slightly, collecting all the information nearby, and soon he found his target.

In the forest near the swamp below, a group of weird guys are carrying a comatose girl and walking silently. The girl was seriously injured and was trapped with an energy-blocking bracelet. , she has long black hair mixed with a hint of purple.

That's what Merlin explained about Ms. Psychic Butterfly's most conspicuous features. Well, besides that, she has a good figure, wearing a black leather jacket similar to a female ninja, and using a samurai sword, all of which fit her well.

kuang

Clark changed the direction of his flight and hit the road in the forest below like a meteor. Amid the mud splashing, Clark stood up and stood in front of the group of guys wearing strange hooded combat uniforms.

He was wearing a blue Kryptonian combat uniform with a red cloak fluttering behind him. In the darkness, his face was covered by the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly among the shadows.

Let her go!

Probably because too much time wasted, and Louise might find out the clues at any time, Clark also spoke unceremoniously:

Then you can go away.

Those mysterious people with spirit butterflies looked at each other, and the guy at the front of the line spread his arms. Under Clark's gaze, six pale bone claws pierced out of the skin of the guy's fist muscles. .

This scene stunned Clark for a moment, and it reminded him of his companion whom he had met a few times but was unfamiliar with, Wolverine Logan, who was also one of the Avengers. The steel claws on that guy's arms seemed to be of this shape.

Beside the guy who looked like Logan, another attacker reached out and lifted the hood, revealing the windy tactical eyepiece on his head, and several others also put on a fighting posture.

boom

The guy with the tactical eyepiece on his head was the first to attack, and a scorching laser beam shot from his eyepiece, hitting Clark's chest, causing Clark's body to shake.

Oh, it's an embarrassment that our attack failed to scratch the enemy's armor...

Aw!

The Wolverine-like guy also rushed to Clark with a beast-like movement. He swung the bone claws on both hands and stabbed the Kryptonian's abdomen in a staggered manner...

click

There was a crisp sound.

The six sharp bone claws were all broken off due to the huge impact.

It was as if the blow had not hit flesh and blood at all, but had hit steel of equal volume.

Snapped

Clark grabbed the guy by the neck and said:

You're just like...you're so far from him.

click

The monkey version of Wolverine's neck was easily broken by the number one attacker of the Avengers. Clark let go of his five fingers, and the corpse fell at his feet.

Seeing this scene, the monkey version of Cyclops immediately adjusted the frequency and fired laser light at Clark again, but at the same time, Clark's eyes also became hot, hot rays shot out from both eyes at the same time, and two red rays collided together .

But Clark's ray is obviously stronger. He pushed forward against the ray of the monkey version of Cyclops, and finally easily pierced through the counterfeit tactical eyepiece. The latter covered his eyes and retreated, but was kicked by Clark again. In the chest, amidst the sound of bones breaking, the guy screamed and flew upside down, hitting a tree, and then there was no more sound.

Two shots, two heads.

This terrifying guy frightened the rest of the attackers, and the remaining 4 people turned around and ran, but when the mud collapsed under Clark's feet, and in the supersonic movement, he appeared in the monkey version of the beast like a ghost Ahead, the man with the blue mane snarled and raised its paws, but was knocked to the ground by Clark's punch.

While bleeding, the fake beast fell to the ground. He wanted to struggle, but was kicked by Clark. His eyes rolled and he passed out.

ah!

The remaining three people became more and more crazy. A woman with long white hair opened her arms and flew into the air. Under her call, the wind howled and the thunder and lightning sprang up, making her look like a goddess of storms.

However, this scene is far from the real storm caused by the Storm, and it can't stop Clark's charge. Of course, Clark is a real gentleman, and he treats women very politely.

A few minutes later, Clark threw his fist on the neck of the diamond-like assailant in front of him. As the diamond collapsed, the monkey version of the White Queen let out a scream, rolled his eyes, and fainted to the ground.

Well, she was stunned...

What's going on here?

Clark stretched out his hand to hug Ms. Spirit Butterfly who was unconscious on the ground. He looked at the three fainted fake X-Men under his feet suspiciously, and said softly:

It's like a bad version... Is this some kind of evil experiment?

While talking, he turned his head and looked behind him. The fake Wolverine whose neck was broken was struggling to get up. He really inherited Logan's unreasonable self-healing power.

Clark stepped forward, he looked at the young man who got up, and soon, he frowned.

He grabbed the guy by the neck, grabbed onto something, and yanked hard.

click

Amidst the sound of metal breaking, a weird bloody device was pulled out. It was a very sophisticated explosive collar...

boom

Clark clenched his fingers and let the explosive collar explode in his hand. The flame did not hurt his fingers at all, and after the explosive collar was torn off, the fake Wolverine who was lying on the ground also raised his head, he After tearing off the mask, Clark showed an ugly smile on his blood-stained face.

Save...them!

Pointing to his downed companion, he knelt on the ground and begged:

Everyone has explosive collars...help them! Please.

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Thirty minutes later, Merlin was in Mexico, and on the other floor of the hotel where Clark and Lois were, he met Clark, who was waiting for him.

Yo, this suit is nice, very formal.

The Kryptonian threw a can of coffee to Merlin, who joked:

Like a successful insurance salesman.

Don't make trouble, I just finished a meeting.

Merlin walked to the bedroom side of the room and took a look in. Lingdie was lying on the bed and fell asleep. Well, it seemed that she had taken a shower and changed her clothes.

Louis changed it for her.

Clark leaned against the door and explained to Merlin:

I lied to Louise that it was my informant in Mexico, who was hunted down for delivering news to us. She was very suspicious, but she was kind-hearted.

Well, so she has the beauty of a soul, no wonder you like her.

Merlin looked at Lingdie, he said softly:

Thank you, Clark, you have done me a great favor, Spirit Butterfly, it is very important to me.

Is she your girlfriend?

Clark asked:

Or something else?

No, Elizabeth is my friend who helped me and saved my life.

Merlin explained, and Clark nodded. He knew that Merlin was a person who valued these things, so he didn't continue to ask, but pointed to the other side of the hotel room, and said to Merlin:

There are a few captives I captured over there. They are all mutants, and their abilities are very similar to those of the X-Men. They are like a downgraded version. They are controlled and have explosive collars around their necks. I help They removed it.

I suspect that it is the product of some kind of bloody biological experiment. The spirit butterfly was attacked probably because of this reason. She may have known something she shouldn't know, so she was hunted down.

X-Men?

Merlin frowned. The things Clark described reminded him of the notorious X-weapon program.

Look here, I'm leaving first, Louise is still waiting for me.

Clark patted Merlin on the shoulder, and he said:

Let's go shopping tonight, if you need help, just call.

Well, let's go.

Merlin sent Clark to the door of the room, and he walked back to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, a crimson energy blade was pressed against his neck.

Spirit butterfly... what is this for?

Merlin felt the scorching light blade beating on his neck, and he asked softly:

Don't you know me?

I know!

With a pale face and a weak body, Spirit Butterfly, who was leaning on the wall with her hands, had a serious face. She stared at Merlin, and she said:

But I'm not sure if you're real... I just suffered a lot from trusting others. Say, when did we first meet?

1992.

Merlin says:

In Oakland, California.

What did I call you back then?

Lingdie asked again, Merlin curled his lips, and said:

Mr. 5 million.

swish

The beating light blade dissipated, and a smile appeared on Lingdie's pale and bloodless face, but her body also fell weakly to the ground due to the forced driving of energy, and was gently caught by Merlin.

It's no time, you have to be brave.

Merlin shook his head, and carried the weak spirit butterfly back to the bed in the posture of a princess hugging him. He sat by the bed and made a glass of magic spring water for Lingdie. Stretching out his hand to push Lingdie's messy hair to his cheeks, and throwing a healing spell on her, he asked:

What happened? And who hurt you like this?

It's a mission.

Lingdie leaned against the head of the bed and said helplessly:

One employer paid me a lot of money to come to Mexico to investigate a special place for him. When I came here, I found out that I was connected to the X-Men. Of course, it was a group of fakes.

Someone is using the genes of the X-Men to create new mutants. I don't know who is in charge of this, but there is no doubt that my genes are also one of their targets.

Lingdie pulled out a mocking smile, she said:

No wonder the employer is so generous. It's money for my life.

Oh... I was too careless. In the end, you, a little man, came to save me. Speaking of which, was that tough man just now your friend? Where did you find such a powerful guy?

Lingdie blinked curiously, she said:

Although those counterfeit goods are very bad, they cannot be dismissed casually when they are united.

Clark, he's my friend.

Psylocke is not an employee of S.H.I.E.L.D., so Merlin can't tell her Clark's identity. Merlin just used his friend's words to dismiss Psylocke's question. Of course, he is more curious about who made Psylocke Now it looks weak.

He asked:

So who the hell hurt you? Don't tell me it's the fakes.

No, it's not.

Lingdie rested her head on Merlin's shoulder, and she whispered:

He's a weird guy, he... he can fly, he's powerful, he's invulnerable, he uses a golden trident, his brain doesn't seem to work very well, he seems to be controlled, his temper is very violent, but very sharp.

Oh, by the way, I heard him call himself the 'King of the Seven Seas'.

He said his name was Namor?

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