[Comprehensive British and American] The richest man in the super British world

The timing of Wade's and Chris Kent's meeting was subtle, at an art exhibition.Because of his generous spending, Wade has become a rookie in the art world, and basically any painter who opens an exhibition will invite him to the gallery.So their first meeting was based on an invitation from the Mets, and Wade was invited to the scene.

Chris was a member of the visiting group at the time. This event should have been organized by the school. This Kryptonian kid pretended to be an ordinary person and restrained his strength to a normal level.Wade was deeply impressed by that exhibition, because the theme was about the universe and the ocean. The artist used strange colors and easily created a mysterious outer space atmosphere.

Chris stared at one of the paintings in a daze.Actually he just glanced at it, but immediately it sucked all of Chris's attention like a black hole.The classmates around him walked past him one by one, but he didn't notice them any more.

He was adopted by the Superman couple, but in fact he still has a stalk because of his real surname "Zod".The better Superman's wife Louise treats him, the more he can't accept that he is just his biological father, General Zod, as a springboard from the phantom zone to the earth. His father wants to colonize the earth as the second Krypton, and he uses Chris as a tool , this inescapable fact deeply hurt the boy...

There was always a difference between adoptive parents and biological parents—he loved his adoptive parents, of course, but somewhere inside he still prayed that his biological father would treat him as a son, not just a kitten or puppy.

The theme of the painting he was looking at was "The Confluence of the Universe and the Ocean". The deep blue ocean gradually submerged into the black color, and the sporadic blanks should be the outlines of the planets, which made the darkness of the whole painting even larger and more intense. Hair dull.Chris was breathing more and more quickly, but he couldn't look away. Something hidden in this painting awakened some memories that he didn't want to recall...

"Hi," suddenly, someone behind him patted the shoulder, pulling Chris out of the hallucination, "what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

The watch on Chris's wrist made a crisp sound, and he was a little startled. It reminded him that his abilities were suppressed and he was safe.

"Nothing." Chris said with pale lips.

Wade looked a little disbelieving as he approached the ecstatic teen, his eyes glazed over, exuding a vulnerability he'd easily seen in his victims.But when Chris regained his thoughts and looked sideways at Wade, he realized that his judgment was wrong.The blonde-red-haired teen projected an upbeat attitude, as if everything before was an illusion.

Wade felt an indescribable sense of disobedience in him, just like... what he felt in those superheroes.

"My name is Wedblake," he said cautiously, "...May I know your name?"

"Don't pay attention to him," suddenly, another boy who was about the same age as the blond-haired teenager appeared, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at Wade warily, "What are you doing?"

"Luke, you are too sensitive." Chris pushed away the opponent's hand, looked at Wade, and smiled at him, "My name is Chris Kent, hello, sir, thank you for your concern just now."

……

Kent's children.Kryptonian?

"Do you like this painting?"

"Not to mention." Chris couldn't help but glanced at the painting again, "It's just a little..." It reminded him of his hometown.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you," Wade said.

Chris' eyes widened.

"This, this..." He stumbled, "It's not good..."

Wade was amused by his reaction, and he patted him on the shoulder: "You should tell what is a joke, and, are you still uncomfortable now?"

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.Soon, the two chatted.

Accidents often come unexpectedly. Amidst the soft music, a group of armed terrorists suddenly rushed into the scene. They quickly knocked down the security personnel who came up and smashed the calling device.

"Squat down and don't move!" said the masked mercenaries. The leader winked at the people behind, who immediately walked up to the crowd with their guns in their hands, and fired a shot into the sky, causing bursts of shock. Screaming, "Be quiet!—"

Wade squatted down with his head in his arms, Chris was taken aback, and did the same.There was only one person picking up the paintings, who seemed to have a clear purpose and was not interested in other paintings at all, while other helpers circled the gallery with guns in hand.But a strange voice caused the face of the silent leader to change.

"Who called the police!—" he roared.The police will arrive in a maximum of 15 minutes, which may defeat their plan.

Wade saw Luke, the boy next to Chris, secretly put the phone back in his pocket, and he caught a glimpse of the emergency number on it.

The robbers walked around angrily, but they couldn't find who did it all.In the end, they whispered and seemed to have a new plan.

Then the man with the gun walked into their corridor, scanning the crowd and fixing his eyes on one person.

Wade had an ominous premonition in his heart, and sure enough, the other party was walking in his direction.

Half a minute later, the mercenary grabbed Chris Kent by the collar, staggered him up, and pointed the gun at his head.They plan to take Chris hostage, so that when the police come, it can be used as a delay.

Chris was pushed, he held back, still regarded himself as an ordinary little boy, and suppressed his ability.It would be very dangerous if exposed in full view.When he landed on Earth, Superman didn't think about adopting him, but sent Chris to an orphanage.Then, the scientists came up——

So Chris can't expose his abilities.So when the robber punched him insultingly like a joke, he fell to the ground without responding.

He originally thought that this matter, because of its humiliating nature, or being kidnapped as a bargaining chip, would be resolved by waiting for his adoptive father to descend from the sky as a "Superman".

But suddenly, Wade stood up.This action made the kidnappers immediately raised their guns vigilantly.

"What are you doing?!" he yelled at Wade, "Squat—"

"...Uh, you let the boy go, I'll exchange it," the rich man Chris had just known stepped forward, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, pointing to the gun and said, "I promise, I will Much more valuable than this ordinary boy."

Chris looks at Wade.The kidnapper who dragged him hesitated, and the accomplice beside him reminded: "This is Wade Black, a famous billionaire."

So they switched places, and the blond-haired boy was pushed to safety.

When Chris returned to the crowd, he was still a little unresponsive.

Of course, Wade knew that Chris Kent was a superhero, an all-conquering Kryptonian, but he was also an underage teenager.Compared with his body's invulnerability, I'm afraid we still have to treat Chris as an immature boy.Superman won't let this matter continue to ferment, so it won't really matter if Wade replaces him for a while. In this case, it's better to let him be held hostage.

What happened afterwards can be expected. Superman, the patron saint of the metropolis, who fell from the sky solved the whole thing. Not only did he defeat the group of mercenaries, but he also helped the gallery recover the painting.

——And this painting, Wade suddenly remembered, is the painting that hides the secret of Lazarus Spring that he later bought at the auction.

Did the matter have clues so early?

Perhaps because of this reason, Chris and Wade became friends. A month later, he revealed his true identity to Wade. He told Wade that he was actually an alien with abilities no less than Superman.

Although Chris was very capable, Wade never once had the idea of ​​asking him to help.Because Chris was just a teenager—even though he's a Kryptonian and couldn't be disciplined by Earthling standards, it always felt weird to ask Chris to help.So although Wade always teased Chris as his "secret weapon", he never really looked for him.Chris knew what he was thinking, so he only verbally complained that Wade "didn't consider himself a friend" in a symbolic joke.

They haven't seen each other for a while.

……

Jonathan's innocent blue eyes rolled over Chris and Wade.

Damian hit him once, and said arrogantly: "Don't think about it!"

"I didn't!—" Jonathan said aggrievedly, and returned Damian.Considering that his partner is from Earth and has a fragile and petite body, Jonathan tried his best to lighten his movements. In Wade's eyes, this scene was like Joe gently and shyly hitting Damian. Mian glanced at him with a hint of impatience, but he didn't say anything sarcastic.

Wade: "..."

He can no longer read those weird newspaper reports!

The extraordinary twins are only ten years old!

He calmly deleted the [-]-word Clark Kent-style youth novel from his mind.

Damian is very unhappy now, although let's face it, he can't stand Grayson and Blake together, because Grayson deserves the best, and in his eyes, Blake is far from enough, but Chris and Blake— —

Chris was at a loss: "What are you all looking at me for?"

He paused: "I caused some trouble for the clowns. But I don't know how much it will help."

"Leave here temporarily." Damian said decisively.

They jumped up to the passage above and crawled forward in the ventilation duct for a long distance. Colin's breath became weaker and weaker.Wade was second to last, and when his hands landed on the passage, he immediately felt sticky blood.At first he thought it was Colin's, but Chris suddenly said behind him: "You've lost a lot of blood, Wade."

No wonder I feel a little dizzy.Looks like the Joker isn't showing mercy to him.

"It's okay." He reassured.

"I'm a little angry." Chris said, "Gotham monsters hurt you."

Damian was dissatisfied with the two of them talking: "Shut up." Then, the boy turned his head and gave him a sharp look: "I know you know who I am, so pay attention!"

ah?Wade was taken aback by his words.

They advanced about ten meters, and then Joe at the front suddenly stopped moving.

"There's no exit," he said, glancing over with his supervision. "It's blocked."

There is no way out here, they are in a dead end.But how did Robin and the others get in?

"It can be moved here," Damian said gloomily, "in other words, the clown moved his hands and feet. We can't force it open, otherwise it will collapse."

They had no choice but to retreat quickly to ensure that they would not be blocked here.When returning to the original place, there was a sudden ringing of the phone.The voice sounded abruptly, and it became louder and louder in the darkness. It hovered in the underground warehouse and almost penetrated into the ears of everyone present.Wade listened carefully and recognized the ringing of the phone in his original cell.They looked at each other, and Damian was the first to move, jumping off to the phone.

"Wait—" Jonathan hadn't called out yet, but Damian had already picked it up.

Damian knows this group of Gotham psychos well, they won't do anything before the game starts.

"Hello, it's you, my dearest bird, the youngest, isn't it—"

Damian hung up the phone blankly.

"You you you you—" Jonathan yelled, incoherently speaking, "D, what are you doing?"

A few seconds later, the phone rang again, and Damian got through. Before the other party could speak, he cut off the conversation first: "Penguin, we are not interested in your mentally handicapped game at all. No matter what you are preparing, I will They will stop and make you pay the price, including the clown, that bastard, let him wait, and I will end him with my own hands."

"Oh, it's—"

Damian hung up the phone again.

Wade: "..."

A few seconds later, the phone rang angrily, Damian let him hang for a while, and then he picked it up calmly, panting and said: "...Oh, you are very naughty, and your ex-girlfriend Ren is different."

Before Damian could speak, he immediately said anxiously, "Don't hang up the phone!——"

"Of course, as you wish," Damian smiled contemptuously, "tell me, what are you going to do next?"