[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

When Barry returned from the Kent farm, Clark was kneeling at the bottom of the crater formed by the explosion.

The shattered sharp stones pierced into Clark's knee through the thin Kryptonian uniform, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he knelt there sluggishly, his eyes staring into the distance.

But there is nothing in the distance, only dry weeds and pitch-black trees.

Barry wanted to pat Clark on the shoulder like before, but the hands hanging by his sides trembled for a long time, but he couldn't lift them up.

An indescribable sense of oppression was pouring in all directions like a tide. The feeling of suffocation and tension, as if his heart was clenched tightly, and his mouth and nose were covered, made Barry stand up from head to toe. A sharp alarm sounded.

The sixth sense is warning him.

That was the sense of fear and oppression that Barry never felt when facing his most powerful opponent, the Reverse Lightning. The sixth sense crazily warned Barry not to approach Clark at this moment. A kind of fear that most animals will feel spontaneously when facing a tiger.

That kind of fear would make animals run instinctively, and Barry felt the same way.

But he didn't.

It's unbelievable that the sense of oppression doesn't come from a formidable, hopeless enemy, from Clark, who's always been as bright as a little sun.

Cold sweat ran down Barry's forehead. He didn't know how long he had been standing, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours. Time seemed to slow down here, like sticky mud that couldn't flow.

Finally, Clark, who was as silent as a statue, finally stood up.

With his hands on the ground, he straightened his tall back little by little, and even staggered when his feet stood still.

He walked towards Barry, behind him was the scorched land, and there were scattered wood chips that were burning faintly on the ground.

Barry looked at Clark, he had some vague guesses, but he didn't dare to say, he thought Clark would show an expression of pain, but strangely, Clark's expression was very calm, just like the calm sea.

But under the calm sea is a dark tide that can swallow people up.

Clark stood still in front of Barry, the face praised by fans as a god-given face was now covered with dust, and his blue eyes were also mixed with red blood.

Clark looked at Barry quietly, and suddenly said, "Barry, you are very smart, you must know where they are."

"Is it right?"

Barry couldn't speak for a moment, and great sadness seized his mind in an instant. He stared at Clark in a daze for a long time, and he only uttered a dry sentence: "Sorry, Ke...Clark...they'll be fine. .”

However, although Barry, who has super speed, is really smart, how can Clark, who has the condensed knowledge of the entire Kryptonian, be so stupid?

But when Barry said they'd be fine, Clark would believe it.

Even if a few kilograms of TNT improved by the clown is enough to blow up the three people in the center of the explosion, Clark doesn't want to believe this possibility.

He looked around in a daze, but he didn't see the slightest trace of the three of them. Clark could only restrain the killing intent in his heart and tell himself that they were fine.

But where can I go?

He didn't know, Clark thought.

"Go back to the watchtower." Clark said, "I'm going to see the clown."

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The clown is very leisurely, sitting in a chair in a prison or forbidden room to enjoy himself.

The closed door opened, but the clown turned a blind eye, closed his eyes and waved his arms lightly, as if playing a grand concert.

He was very happy, rather, there was not a day when he was unhappy.

He heard the footsteps gradually approaching, and then stood still outside the glass, the corners of his mouth became higher and higher, and finally showed an exaggerated arc, and the waving hands finally stopped at a certain moment.

He opened his eyes.

"Merry Christmas, Superman." The clown greeted Clark with a smile.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

Clark looked at him silently, the Kryptonian uniform on his body was tattered, still stained with dust and blood on the ground, and the bright red cloak was quietly hanging behind him like a tattered flag.

"I want to kill you."

Clark looked at him, his hands beside him were already clenched into fists, as long as he wanted, he could easily smash the glass that separated the clown from him, and then drag the clown out of this prison.

Clark thought a lot about the short distance from the earth to the watchtower.

He thought, he could directly rush into the prison where the clown was held and crush the clown's heart, or he could drag the clown into space and watch him die from lack of oxygen and suffocate, or maybe he could crush the clown inch by inch The bones of the clown's whole body finally gave him a fatal blow to his heart.

Anyway, there is no option that allows the clown to die cleanly and painlessly.

He wished that the clown would be tortured to death.

But after thinking so much, he still didn't do anything.

why?

Probably because of Joshua, Clark thought.

Joshua said to Clark: "You are the most handsome when you save other people."

"I like you the most."

So Clark didn't want his handsome self in Joshua's eyes to be stained with the blood of the thugs.

That's because it would tarnish Joshua's likes.

But the clown doesn't think so.

"Of course you can! Superman!"

The clown was overjoyed. He lay on the glass and looked at Clark madly. There was no panic about death in his cloudy eyes: "Of course you can kill me! Superman! You can do it now!"

He laughed wildly: "Superman! Think of your sweet lover!"

"Is he telling you I love you at the last second?"

"Oh, how is he now?"

"Is it snuggling in your arms sweetly, or is it just a handful of dust?"

"Fuck! I'm going to kill the clown!" Hal, who was watching, had a resentful expression on his face, and slammed the table heavily.

Without using words to describe it, just looking at the scene on the monitor, Barry, Hal and others in the watchtower couldn't help but want to rush in and give the clown a good lesson.

But it was Diana who stopped them.

"Be quiet, boys." Diana said calmly, "Don't let anger control your reason."

Holding a sword and shield, the goddess is tall and straight, with wise and sad lights shining in her eyes.

"Learn from Superman, he is restraining himself. It is the most undesirable thing to be controlled by anger."

"Besides." Diana smiled slightly: "We still don't know where Joshua and Batman are, and there are more important things to play, don't we?"

Diana's words were quite convincing to Hal and the others. Hal and Barry were not angrily rushing to the prison or confinement room to trouble the clown, but sat down and continued to watch the surveillance.

Clark in the surveillance pursed his lips, holding back.

"I want to kill you." Clark ignored the clown's words and continued: "If they really are gone, I will kill you."

The face of the clown on the other side of the glass suddenly became gloomy. Obviously, he noticed something unexpected from Superman's words, which made him very unhappy, and even showed it on his face.

But he quickly recovered his smiling face, and said in a pity tone: "Really, that's really regrettable."

Clark just looked at him coldly, and when he turned to leave, he only left one sentence: "But now, I won't kill you, your life will be worse than death."

Behind Clark who was gradually leaving, the clown suddenly burst into laughter.

"Superman—! Superman—!"

"You're so boring—like a little bat!"

Escaping safely from the center of an explosion is an incredible thing.

In fact, it is almost impossible for an unprotected ordinary person to escape from the center of the explosion with sound limbs intact.

But in fact, Joshua came out without incident like this.

Of course, it's not just him, besides him, there are two other people - Tony and Bruce.

It was like a dream, one second he was still dazed by the instant three-second countdown, and the next second he was standing intact on an open grass field, looking up, there was nothing in sight. Clear blue sky with clouds.

It should be deep winter, but at this moment, the breeze is blowing on the face, and there is a faint fragrance of green grass.

Joshua hesitated and said, "Is it Barry?"

If it was Barry, why wasn't he there?

Bruce shook his head.

Tony got up from the ground, and now he didn't care where he was and what was wrong around him.He just grasped Joshua's shoulders and looked carefully up, down, left, and right for a long time before he was relieved that his brother was not injured.

Under the lifted mask, there was a face that had never been invincible, but now became a little gentle.

"Ha, no matter what, at least he's not dead, isn't he?" Tony laughed at himself.

"I'm popping champagne to celebrate another near-death?"

Tony stepped out of his armor, still wearing a regular high-end suit, but perhaps because he did a lot of exercise today, the originally tailored suit was a little wrinkled, and it felt like pickled clothes on his body. Like old sauerkraut that has been around for years.

Bruce didn't speak, he was holding the mobile phone hidden in the bat belt, and was searching for something, but Tony was very disdainful, he directly reached out and snapped his fingers, and directly summoned his respectful and responsible housekeeper, Xiao Jia.

"Xiao Jia, where am I now?"

However, Xiao Jia replied: "Sorry, Sir, I don't know either."

Tony couldn't believe it.

"how come?"

Xiao Jia was a little confused: "Sir, I can't connect to the Internet right now."

Tony couldn't believe that Xiao Jia, who he had worked so hard to train for so many years, couldn't connect to the Internet. He thought about it calmly and found a reason for himself: "Maybe it's too remote here, and the signal tower hasn't been set up yet." here."

"Ha, America, isn't that what it is?"

Tony himself was guilty of what he said, and he secretly made up his mind that he wanted to build signal towers in deep mountains and old forests at his own expense.

However, Bruce, who turned off the phone, gave Tony a cold look and said, "Don't think about it, it's useless."

"This is not the Earth you are familiar with."

Joshua: ...?

He was puzzled for a moment, but Tony immediately understood, and his face became much more obscure in an instant.

Not the original Earth, only the parallel Earth.

Bruce turned around and strode in one direction, his heavy bat armor stepped on the soft grass and left deep footprints one by one.

"Change clothes first." Bruce said, "I don't know what's going on on this earth yet."

"We're going to hide now."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0401:27:01~2020-12-0623:54:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 of the Seventh of the Good Moon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!