Not Crazy yet [Comprehensive British and American]

Bizarro yelled hilariously.At this moment, as a clone of Superman, he became the only protagonist and clown on the field.The failed product who could only spit out broken words in front of him just now can speak complete sentences. The speed of his evolution shocked Luthor and also shocked Lang.

But at this moment, Magneto is not in the mood to be amazed.The boss of the fraternity was furious and stunned. He never expected that he would be the first person in danger of his life—the manipulator of the magnetic force immediately lowered his face. Several pieces of steel bars were inserted towards Bizarro regardless of the cost.

Magneto doesn't care what the consequences of this might be, or the possible follow-up casualties of this move.But Superman can't be so chic, let Magneto go crazy, and there is no doubt that the whole building will suffer.

So the Kryptonian growled, "Stop!", and then unleashed a hurricane.The wind pressure hit the magnetist, who was not considered young, and the old man was almost knocked off the wall.

This made him even more ashamed and made the situation more delicate.He couldn't run away, because Bizarro was still looking at him from time to time; he couldn't fight back, because of Superman's stupid kindness-he could only stay up and down, floating in mid-air in silence, hoping that Superman would fight Bizarro again. stand up……

But they didn't, they didn't.Bizarro looked at his gloomy expression and laughed.An ugly joy appeared on his ugly face, but after a brief moment of joy, he returned to bewildered.

——Because compared with his own 'task', he actually discovered something that attracted his attention and made him more 'curious'.

Bizarro tilted his head and looked at the man in blue who was flying in the air and watching him coldly.It was like looking at a familiar stranger.A failed clone, Bizarro was never taught in his short life what the 'real thing' looked like.It's downright ironic.But irony is also strange.

In fact, the mentality of his two creators is very simple.Lex Luthor just wanted to make things as ugly as possible. He didn't even think that Bizarro had his own consciousness and thought.And Lana Lang only used 'it' as a tool to achieve her goals, and never thought of asking him to understand 'common sense'.

Both of them intentionally or unintentionally did not let this low-intelligence failure realize that he was a counterfeit—this led to the current funny scene.

The thief mouse that stole his DNA, the damn low-energy weapon that imitated him, this sad ignorant child, asked him incomprehensibly:

"Y... you... Me... Are who?"

The pale and ferocious clone intermittently asked plain questions.He looked almost childlike innocence.

The duplicate looked at the true deity in front of him, and his question seemed to be asking a superman, and it seemed to be sending the most powerful inquiry to his creator, his god.

The two blue-clothed men standing in the air looked at each other.At this moment, Clark felt his hands and feet were cold for a long time, and at the same time, his blood was surging.The anger and pain in his heart seemed to subside, but the faint disappointment and pity made him more painful.It was as if a sharp knife was cutting his throat gracefully, forcing him to remain silent.

But since he asked the question—since even he was confused, how could Superman not answer?There is no one in this world more qualified to answer this question than him.The only person in this world who can save this sad creature is Kal-El, and he is superhuman...

"I'm Superman." The Kryptonian youth's expression was very cold. "Your prototype."

His answers were concise and powerful.But Tony Stark felt sad when he heard it.

At this time, Iron Man had already pressed Lex Luthor's temple, and pushed him to the ground.Luthor's hairless head made it a little difficult for him to exert force, but there was no doubt that the unarmored hero still had the upper hand.

He can't speak of safety at this moment - no one can speak of comfort at this moment.So Iron Man could only press down on Luthor and punch him twice again, which made Superman's old enemy cry out in pain.

After hearing this, Bizarro was even more confused.He subconsciously glanced at Lana Lang, but Lang wasn't looking at him at all.The child who did not get a response from his mother could only try to sort out his chaotic brain, intermittently trying to justify himself:

"wrong!"

"—I, Me, Caicai is Superman—"

Halfway through his speech, he became inexplicably annoyed.Regardless of the order, he rushed to the opposite 'fake'.His movements were reckless, but also quick.The clone didn't know that his hug could actually cut off a train, but Clark didn't move, allowing him to hug him full.

The Son of Krypton's eyes were cold and confident, staring at Bizarro, his expression flickered after a while, and he let go.

He is still evolving. Just now, he was like a machine that can only execute dead orders, but now he can speak to defend himself.The clone desperately searched for the little knowledge in his brain, desperately trying to prove himself to the person in front of him.

"I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, and I will not hurt you-I will not hurt anyone other than the villain." Bizarro stretched out his hand, pointed to Clark with his deformed and thick fingers, and then pointed to the gloomy Magneto. "And, ear, and! I, I, I am Superman!"

He happily pointed to his chest, unaware that the clothes on his chest had been burnt to charcoal by the real Superman, and the 'Superman' who couldn't find the "S" on his chest was at a loss, and couldn't help but glance at it. Lana Lang looked at the ground.

But Bizarro still failed to get a response.The clones, who had never been taught how to face such a scenario, were even more bewildered.He whispered intermittently, and even his hovering body kept moving up and down, as if he was extremely puzzled.

He looked so miserable and pathetic that even Tony, who finally knocked Luthor out, felt unspeakably sad for a while.

Iron Man thinks his life is complicated and bad enough.But at this moment, he was sure that he never wanted to be separated from Superman—maybe Carl was indeed the strongest and closest to God on Earth.But look at what happened to him, look at this frustrating scene...

Lying on the ground is Karl Alfu's enemy; standing beside him is his first love who failed completely and caused catastrophe; there is also a reverse racist mutant flying in the sky, a man made after him A powerful clone that has failed due to its deformity... what to do with it?How else can this be done?

Tony didn't know how this matter would end today.While he was worried about the safety of Prince T'Challa outside, he was on guard against Mystique who didn't get up but didn't lose her fighting power.He speculates that Carl might hand over Bizarro to the Green Lanterns, and maybe they'll have to banish the replicas altogether to prevent...

But before Iron Man sorted out a clue, the situation on the field that had been eased changed again.What Magneto hates the most is this kind of family drama. The old mutant who was irritated and threatened first snorted coldly, and then roared:

"Stop acting like a little girl, Ruiwen! Don't you understand the current situation? Don't you understand what you should do and what you can do?!"

His violent drinking was like a bolt from the blue.The old man who never wanted to hand over his fate to anyone gave instructions.Mystique, who was originally curled up and motionless, was slightly shocked, and then finally looked up at her leader and her guide.

She has always regarded this man as her spiritual support all these years, and the woman immersed in fear seems to have regained her backbone at this moment.She was at a loss for less than a second, and then instinctively and viciously transformed.

The female mutants actually don't know how cruel this behavior is.She really just did it subconsciously - her figure became smaller and thinner, her eyebrows and eyes became delicate and cold.

She turned into Lana Lang.

Tony was not the only one who was stunned for a moment.Even Clark's mind went blank.Although Superman reacted extremely quickly - he had already missed the best time to stop it.

Mystique, who turned into Lana Lang, screamed to give Magneto time to escape:

"Kill him! Bizarro!"

Her voice was perfect, but it carried a trace of anxiety and confusion that Lang himself would never have.Then the female mutant who was still slumped on the ground pointed at Superman as if she didn't think it was enough.The monster who finally heard the call again screamed happily, and punched Clark regardless.

The punch of the clone was fast and accurate, almost as powerful as the real one.Superman's reaction was equally quick, but his right cheek was still wiped.Superman looked solemn, he had no energy to continue to be angry.Everything today seems to be destined to intensify, and the Son of Krypton is ready to accept the next battle.

Superman also threw a punch, which was powerful enough to smash the rock into pieces.But hitting Bizarro, who was based on him, only made the other side grunt.The clone's excitement hadn't subsided, and he seemed very satisfied that his mother defined the bastard who pretended to be himself as a 'bad guy'.He kept punching and punching, like a child who can't fight, but his strength and speed were not to be underestimated by Clark.

Tony's curse has already come out.At this moment, he really wanted to rush forward and punch this madman regardless of the consequences - even though he knew that he would never be able to beat Mystique - and Tony really did.Iron Man without armor rushed forward against Bizarro's excited roar in mid-air and Magneto's proud sneer, intending to do something within his power.

——However, no one could think of it.The battle between the fakes and the real one still failed to really start.Two female voices sounded at the same time, both full of anger and power.

"stop--"

"stop!!"

Then a red and blue figure rushed forward, and then a touch of gold waved out.The mantra lasso tied Bizarro's right hand, and the black-haired woman exerted force on her waist and abdomen, and threw the Superman clone who was going all out.The ground under her feet couldn't bear the force, and the solid concrete was ground to powder.

The scene of the divine soldier descending from the sky caused a silence of three seconds on the field.Then the black-haired, blue-eyed beauty raised her head, and the beautiful eyebrows of the demigod from Paradise Island frowned unhappily.The woman's godlike and dignified face revealed unspeakable anger.

"How could you do this to him?"

"How dare you do this to him!"

The author has something to say: I have to admit that I overestimated my ability when I wrote the outline.Writing this plot is actually a bit difficult.But it was actually worn.

I feel that this chapter has a girlpower flavor.All key turns are from women.

The Shura field is getting more and more intense hahahaha, I will try to get it done in the next chapter so I can go and see Bruce...