Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

But these are small things, and they are all small things that he needs to do in the future. Strictly speaking, it doesn't matter if he doesn't do anything.

Carl found that he had entered a misunderstanding, which was that he had listened too much to Lex's intimidation, and was always nervous that the people would be afraid because he was too powerful, so they would do some radical things.

But the reality is... well, to put it bluntly, the reality is that most people don't think that much.

They still can't think of "Superman is too powerful, what will happen if he becomes a dictator", of course, in this regard, Superman's good behavior and high reputation so far also have a great bonus.

Even if most people don't think about it to this extent, there are always some people who think about it.They will express their views on social media, traditional media, TV programs, various magazines and other occasions and platforms, but these views are not popular.

Some people’s remarks are very fierce, and they have a strong tendency to belittle and reprimand Superman. Most of these views will be blasted wildly; while others speak rationally and analyze the “Superman Threat Theory” in the serious population. Listen to it There are quite a few people, but even those who listened to them responded indifferently to them.

The scene looks good, as if Superman is honored for his relentless rescue work and his noble character.

However, in this magnificent sound of praise, Karl was keenly aware of the chain that was gradually closing around him.

He realizes that the seeds that are being planted will one day grow into big trees, and they may be killed. It will not bring him much negative impact, and it is hard to say that it will cause him any serious injuries, but Carl is tired of those gradually fanatical Arouse respect and even adoration.

"The purpose of my helping them is to help them, not to control or conquer, or to put the world into my bottle and make a cute toy." When Carl first became Superman, he tried to pour out his love to his brother. "What if they depend on me too much?"

Alexander said, "I am astonished that you have thought so far, my lord."

"Don't try to fool me."

"First, keep yourself safe when you don't realize how far your abilities can go; second, when you are sure you can do it, please think before doing it; last, you can't control And change the dependence of human beings on you, if you put yourself in the position of protector, if you decide to give selflessly, then you are doomed to produce a people who only expect to get something for nothing."

"unless?"

Alexander stared at the young Carl, the face customized according to human aesthetics was so standard that there were no flaws.

"Unless they realize that you are not invincible, Master. Unless they realize that you, too, will be wounded, ache, and die. Unless they see it clearly, or even see it with their own eyes."

Those distant memories and thoughts are gradually taken back with the landing of Superman. On the train track, a child who fell down stared in horror at the locomotive that was rapidly approaching him.

Not far away, his sister screamed in pain: "No! Run, Marcus, run!"

"I can't run! My foot is stuck!" he responded with the same scream, flailing his foot out, trying to get off the track.

The deafening roar of the train was getting closer and closer, and the distance of several meters could be crossed every second. Marcus just blinked a few times, and the train that was out of reach just now was already close at hand.

His face was covered with tears and snot, and his younger sister, who was not a few years older than him, watched the train carriage passing by where Marcus was at a high speed, and it took a long while to realize what had happened amidst the rumbling sound. What, kneel down and sit on the ground.

"...Marcus! No!" she cried out of breath.

A broad hand rested reassuringly on top of her head, causing her to look up momentarily, and before she could see who had touched her head, Marcus crashed into her arms, tearing and Snot all over her coat.

"...I'm going to be scared to death, I, I'm really scared..." he said sobbingly.

His sister hugged her lost brother tightly, immersed in joy, until the roar of the train scraped all the way and gradually disappeared into the distance, and Marcus's crying gradually stopped, and he fell into a half-sleeping state In the middle of the day, she just had a quick wit and suddenly realized something.

She looked around in a daze, but the person who rescued Marcus had already gone away, leaving only a gust of cold wind.

Just seconds after rescuing the young boy named Marcus, Superman returned to the skies of Metropolis.

Lex.Luther was waiting for him.

He was sitting in the office of a secret laboratory, saying that it was a secret laboratory, but in fact it couldn't hide secrets at all.

Not to mention that this age-old laboratory has had several owners before and after, including mutants, the Hydra organization, and the US military.In Luthor's judgment criteria, any place without a lead partition can be equated with "Superman will know everything that happens here."

No lead insulation meant no safety, and he knew Superman must be watching him as much as he was watching Superman.

It was early morning, close to his usual time to get up and wash.Lex sat in the office and flipped through some company affairs that were completely irrelevant in his eyes, and absent-mindedly solved some problems during the period before Superman arrived.

Think of it as lightening the workload for Moses.

The new robotic arm installed for her did not show any rejection reaction. Moxie also said that this injury will not affect her work at all. After the operation, she will be able to take up the post immediately and continue to fight on the front line. But Lex seems like this Having just realized that his young secretary is only a mortal body, he can no longer use her like a robot.

This little thoughtfulness is entirely out of his own analysis.

Although by his standards, Mercy is not the type with particularly superior IQ, but she is loyal, and after all these years of running-in, she is also very easy to use, plus there is no necessary reason to scrap her, Lex Very generously gave her a half-month long vacation.

This means that in half a month, he needs to deal with Moxi's work, which is not difficult, but Lex is a little bored by doing these meaningless things all the time.

He signed his name on the document with a pen, and when he was almost done processing all the documents, there was a knock on the door.

Three knocks at even speeds sounded like a single knuckle clack.

"Come in," Lex said without looking up.

Then someone came in, with steady steps, and after entering the door, he turned slightly and closed the door.

The footsteps approached Lex, and finally stopped behind his desk.Lex still didn't look up, he continued to review the documents, earnestly focused as if these things he dismissed suddenly became some kind of weapon that could severely damage his enemies.

But whether he deliberately slowed down the movements of his hands, only the two people present knew.

Even so, the visitor still didn't urge him, but just stood there, patiently waiting for Lex to finish his work.

He finally closed the last page of the document, closed the pen, folded them together, and put them close at hand.

Then he raised his head, clasped his hands and flashed a social smirk to the visitor: "I guess on this occasion, I should say good morning, Superman."

"Good morning, Luther," Superman replied.

Although they never lacked avenues to watch and gaze at each other even when they weren't seeing each other, for some reason neither of them stared at each other much during this time, maintaining only a minimum of respect for the other. focus on.

At this moment, the same thought flashed in the hearts of the two of them.

He still looks the same.

Superman is still so handsome and perfect, as if he could be printed out and hung in the national meeting all the time; Lex is still so bitter and cold, even if he doesn't speak, every corner of his clothes shows the arrogance and arrogance of his master scorn.

That's my enemy, they thought.

Their eyes looked into the depths of each other's eyes, and there were so many intimate hugs and kisses between them, so many conversations that went deep into each other's hearts.

All the warmth and frankness have not lost the temperature.

They had completely exposed themselves to the eyes of their enemies, and the emotions that had been stirred up by staring at each other for a long time in the past were ready to move in their gazes, without expressing them.

There is no secret anymore between these two, and there is no cover up.

No one speaks first, they stare at each other, observe him, speculate on him, delve into him, understand him, expecting to persuade him or kill him, and know very well that in observing each other, speculating on each other, delving into each other and understanding At the same time as the other person, another person is doing the same thing, expecting to kill himself or convince himself.

I know this person standing in front of me, they all have such confidence, and they think that the other party does not know who they really are.

This scene seems to be some kind of weird reenactment of yesterday, no one speaks first, they just look at each other, look at each other for a long time, find their own shadow in each other's soul.

"Why did you come here?" It was Lex who spoke first, as usual, he was always the first of the two to attack, "I'm assuming you haven't been attacked by some little... Obsessed with the voluntary work of evaluation, what on earth is it that makes you condescend to come to me, Lex Luthor? By the way, thank you for not trying to get in through the window, otherwise the cleaner's job would be difficult. Glass shards are not easy to clean up."

Lex spoke more sharply, but Superman still smiled, thinking that the other person looked very cute.

The smile made Lex fall silent.

They both realize at the same time how deep and hopelessly attracted they are to each other.