[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Clark turned his head stiffly. He put his hands a decimeter away from his face, and blew a breath of freezing breath hard into his palms and hit his face.

Puff puff puff puff exhaled several times.

Clark then looked at Bruce and said, "Say, what's the matter, hurry up and distract me."

All men are delighted by their partner's reaction to the joy in his heart. Bruce crossed his legs and changed a comfortable position. He closed his eyes and adjusted some slightly rapid breathing. His oxygen saturation rose and his heart rate slowed.

Bruce opened his eyes, and then he looked at his boyfriend again. Clark felt the frost on his face, and even his eyelashes were covered with fine frost. The white frost was melting rapidly under the heat of the room. Holding his chin, he said, "Say it!"

"I plan to start building watchtowers after the Christmas holiday. You have seen my earth-circling satellite plan before," Clark nodded, and Bruce continued: "Steel is still analyzing the mother box program. He is reporting The high-dimensional channel is called the "sonic boom channel", and according to his report, the watchtower we built can connect the ground base and the watchtower satellite through the sonic boom channel."

"Yeah." Clark said nasally that he heard it.

"You're the president of the league," Bruce quipped. "You're just 'huh'?"

Clark gave Bruce a sideways look, and said, "I read his report when I accompanied you on night patrol at night," Clark continued, "The steel bone means that after he completes the calculation, the sonic boom channel built with materials on the earth It can complete the transmission of objects and people from the ground to the watchtower."

Bruce made a "yes" gesture, and he heard Clark say: "The reports you read were compiled and submitted by me, and other alliance members have also received the summarized documents, and their communication terminals have all sent 'received' Feedback, you...you still talk about it seriously."

"Oh, yes," Clark added, "You paid for the money. According to you, Tony has a deep connection with S.H.I.E.L.D. If this technology is leaked to Hydra, it will be a big trouble." , but what is more surprising is that Tony has no intention of following up."

Clark looked at Bruce's appearance of "everything is as I expected" and "as expected you would think so", and he spit out a word: "Wait."

Tony is not only a very curious person, he is also a very vigilant person, which can be seen from whether he just went to the bat system for a week, and his Friday continued to upgrade in Bruce's return visit Come out - the best way to make it look like Tony doesn't know is to act like Tony wasn't involved in the first place.

Clark looked at Bruce's expression, and said firmly: "It's fine for you to dig each other's system loopholes, and you are still communicating through encrypted codes in private?" Bruce blinked slightly and nodded.

"Although there are some news that have to be kept from him, some information still needs to be shared with him. The mother box technology belongs to the latter." Bruce picked up the glass on the dining table and sipped the freshly squeezed orange juice in the glass. Said: "I have to say that Tony is a genius in artificial intelligence. It only took him half a month to hack into the core hub of the Hydra New York base server silently."

"It's just that Tony found out," Bruce said with some regret: "The file of the Hydra New York base keeping the list of agents is not connected to the Internet. This is the second thing, Clark. After the Christmas holiday, Deputy Director Fury intends to There is a cleansing inside S.H.I.E.L.D., and I plan to take this opportunity to get rid of Hydra’s New York base, and it would be even better if I could get that list.”

"Okay, I will cooperate with you then." Clark said.

The two men, who were gradually calming down from the edge of their physiological reactions, unconsciously sat a little closer. Bruce picked up the glass and took another sip of orange juice. The business-like Bruce tried his best to ignore the hand gently tapping on his leg, In the end, he couldn't help but glared at the man.

The small town boy who was always showing his childishness in front of Bruce reluctantly withdrew his hand, and choked out a sentence: "Okay."

"Don't get angry," Bruce said in a somewhat depressing and hoarse voice, "I'm a normal, man in his prime, with a normal physiological response, and I don't want to take a cold shower."

"Okay, okay, tell me, tell me, I'll fly around the North Pole and bury it in the frozen soil." Clark said in a depressed voice, "What about the third thing?"

Bruce cleared his throat and said, "I'm still investigating the third thing, but I still have to tell you about it." Clark listened carefully, and Bruce said, "Remember the one I bought that I told you?" Hydra agent?" Clark nodded, Bruce said: "He sent me a message last night, saying that he seems to be being targeted by someone, and I plan to go to New York after Christmas to investigate."

The Hydra agent that Bruce bought was named Albert Bernal. His wife Clarissa was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer three months ago. Bernal sold the house and spent all the savings to his wife He underwent an operation to remove the cancerous part of the stomach. Even though the doctor said that the cure rate of his wife's stomach cancer was only 20.00%, he was willing to devote everything to treating his wife.

When Bruce learned the news, he anonymously donated to Bernal a fund for cancer treatment. Bruce asked Bernal to do some extremely simple work for him when necessary.

For example, a chip containing a Trojan horse program is inserted into a server at the Hydra base in New York, and then the chip is taken away from the Hydra base.

"I remember you told me last time that this Bernal is a police inspector of the New York Police Department?" Clark asked, "The person following him may also be related to his work as a police officer."

"Yes, although Bernal also suspects that the prisoners he captured in the past may intend to retaliate against him after he is released from prison, but it's okay to be careful." Bruce said: "You have time to fly around New York, Remember his heartbeat and put him on your watch list."

Clark propped his elbows on the table and rested his chin on the palm of his hand. He answered "Okay." Clark asked, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Clark picked up the fork, plucked at the dinner plate, picked up the few small fried meats in the leftovers, put them into his mouth, and began to chew.

Bruce watched as most of Clark's attention was focused on him, and his eyes seemed to be looking at the flesh but a little out of focus. Bruce knew that a small part of Clark's attention was spent on processing the information collected by his super hearing.

Clark was completely different from other people when discussing issues with him. Bruce also knew that his style of doing things would cause a certain degree of tension to others, but Clark was always serious and relaxed.

"There are two things, and you know it yourself." Bruce finished his serious business, and he began to order as Clark said: "One thing is about Lucifer. Don't you guess that he is the Lucy in Nina's mouth?" , I know you have nothing to do, so just listen to the situation at Chenxi Bar, let me say one more thing..."

"Stay away from Lucifer." Clark turned his head and cut off Bruce's words. He said, "Don't talk about Lucifer. I will stay away from anyone who has anything to do with magic." Clark added: "Don't worry .”

Bruce nodded slightly in satisfaction, and said, "Your weaknesses are too obvious, Clark, if these weaknesses can be exposed later, try as late as possible..."

Clark scratched his fork on the plate, and silently picked out all the fried meat and ate it. From the corner of his vision, Clark saw Bruce's gaze on his puffed cheeks. Clark swallowed the food and said, "Ah Fu is not here again, These meats are captive black pork, very expensive!"

It is quite rude to pick and pull on the dinner plate, but the Kryptonians who grew up on the farm tend to be more economical in etiquette and thrift.

Bruce met Clark's eyes, and Bruce said slowly: "Nina eats like you, and stuffs her mouth like a little squirrel. She is quite cute, but Afu has told me several times,' I don’t know who I learned from?’.”

Clark punched a piece of meat viciously into Bruce's mouth, and said, "There's one more thing, hurry up, it's okay, I'll clean up the place and wash the dishes."

Bruce chewed the meat in his mouth slowly, and swallowed it as if he was eating some gluttonous delicacy. His eyes ticked at the face of his pretending fierce boyfriend, and he picked his fingers. Clark swept the plate, and then He found a piece of meat and brought it to Bruce's mouth. Bruce bit off the lean meat with the tip of his teeth, and he said, "It's delicious. I want to eat..."

Bruce could see that Clark was on the verge of losing control of his facial expressions—Clark swore by his Ph.D. that eating first and eating second definitely didn't mean the same thing.

Bruce regained his seriousness as if changing his face, and asked, "What are you going to do with your assistant?"

Clark raised his head and signaled the person in front of him to talk about his analysis. Bruce began to say, "Riwen, also known as Mystique, went to your company under the pseudonym Emily. Mystique has always maintained the same position as Magneto. , you also know that Magneto is a mutant who advocates that the status of mutants is higher than that of ordinary people, he sent his most powerful men to your side, it is impossible that there is no conspiracy."

"I think there are two possibilities. The first is that Magneto wants her to obtain gene-enhancing technology from your company," Clark nodded in agreement, and Bruce continued: "As for the second possibility, Magneto wants Ruiwen After gaining your trust, I will pull you into their ranks someday in the future."

Clark paused and said, "But I'm not a mutant."

"We talked, Clark, human beings still have some rejection of creatures coming from outside the earth," Bruce looked into Clark's eyes, Bruce let go, and said, "If you really want to explain your situation, I have no objection .”

Clark licked his upper front teeth with his tongue in an imageless manner, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "I know, although my superpowers come from genes just like mutants, but kryptonite, magic, and the red sun all come from genes." My weakness, you don't want me to be in danger, you don't want others to know my weakness."

"But, Bruce," Clark put his hand on the back of Bruce's hand, "I'm Clark Kent, a farm boy from Kansas, and I'm Kal-El, a Krypton survivor from the depths of the universe. Both of these identities are very proud."

"This is the real me."

"Okay," Bruce pulled out his hand, patted the back of Clark's hand, and said, "I'll arrange it for you."

"Okay." Clark smiled, and said, "I..." The next second, Clark frowned, turned his head and looked in one direction,

"Boom" a loud explosion seemed to ring in Clark's ears, and then Tony let out a terrified scream, "Help, help, Superman!"

Not far from Tony, Clark heard a muttering with curse, "Oh, Superman..." The voice was Lex Luthor.

Clark said, "Damn it, Bruce, there was an explosion at Tony's Christmas dinner."

Clark said to Bruce: "Contact The Flash, there are more than a dozen people seriously injured, the death toll is unknown, and the building is damaged. Rescue can be started immediately." Clark looked at the astonishment on Bruce's face, and he knew what Bruce wanted to ask.

Clarke added: "Tony is fine, just spooked."

Bruce didn't ask any more questions, he said: "Go, you don't have to come back at night, the Metropolitan FBI will probably intervene in this matter, if Kate asks you, just say that you and I are on vacation in New York, tomorrow I will take Nina to New York .There is news to share in time.”

"Okay." Clark listened carefully, "Hey, Kate is also in New York, with her family."

Clark put on Superman's suit in an instant, and the next second, Superman disappeared into the dining room of the farm cabin.