Not Crazy yet [Comprehensive British and American]

Logan wasn't confused for long.He had learned long ago not to think about the things he couldn't remember.They talked for a long time on this subject.With the addition of Wolverine, Clark is indeed a lot more comfortable.Although he soon realized that maybe Professor X didn't tell Logan about his 'feat' two days ago...but it was not bad.

He left before dinner.Although it is indeed very tempting to have a meal with friends in the "teacher's cafeteria" of X College...but since he made an appointment with Martha yesterday to go back to Kansas, Clark can only say goodbye to them.

——It is worth mentioning that, because Superman wanted to go home directly, Clark muttered about Logan before leaving, and successfully 'borrowed' a set of Wolverine's jacket and pants.

Professor X laughed at this, and Logan almost cursed.But in the end, this seemingly ruthless mutant could only complain, "Where is the promised Almighty? Huh? Can't you steal someone else's?" "Don't come here next time, and don't give it back to me—" —Two big men, big men!" While going back to the dormitory, he found a new set for him...

So when Clark returns to the sky again.His mood has indeed improved a lot - he really likes Logan and Charles... This feeling is very hard to say.After all, at this moment, he doesn't even know and doesn't want to face Hal and Barry... Thinking of this, Clark can only smile bitterly.He sighed again and shook his head.Decided not to think about it anymore.

"Please help me check the monitoring environment of 'Martha and Jonathan's house', do they have any visitors?"

The computer answered 'no'.So Clark flew home at full speed.Unlike before, this time he was neither anxious nor excited.On the contrary, he was still a little hesitant and uneasy...

Today Charles reminded him of Jonathan.He really thanked the elders around him for always being so wise and tolerant.Without their almost pampered encouragement, he probably wouldn't be the extreme temper he is now...but it's not the 'fathers' fault.That's his problem—that's why he's uneasy.

... He was discovered by Martha.

It never occurred to him that he would one day describe his mother as 'sharp'.But yesterday's extremely embarrassing experience really proved that his always kind and kind mother... also had a tough and sharp side.

This made Clark involuntarily let out another long sigh.He has to admit that he's been screwing up lately, and he's screwed up a lot of things - like getting Rob to meet John, like getting Lieutenant Barnes to answer Martha's phone call...

It's a mess, seriously.Jesus...just remembering his mother's expression when she saw that scene, Clark wanted to sew it out and go straight in.

The big man with paper-white skin yelled at the green Martian through the 'cage', while he was threatening with a sullen face beside him... He didn't care if the phone rang four or five times.But Lieutenant Barnes, who was awake, seemed to start the call instinctively—so his dear mother, Clark's dear Martha...his mother had to look at the dangerous figure with camouflage eye shadow in amazement, Then she was stunned to find that her alien son had two more alien 'partners'...

Clark, who flew high into the sky, let out another long sigh.

...it all sucks.real.

God knows how long it took him to convince Martha to hang up the video call first... But Mrs. Kent, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, is obviously better at negotiating than him.In the end, he went around and agreed that he must go home today.His mother was so smart--she didn't even say she thought he was wrong, she just said:

'Honey, you haven't been home for a month, it's unusual, it's so sad. ' 'Joe won't talk, but I know he misses you enough, too.You have to get back before he buys more Superman T-shirts—does Walmart give you a cut? '

. . . he was almost pissed off.He'd thought he'd rage again—but no.How is that possible?When did he lose his temper with his family?How dare he get angry at his family?

So Superman could only pretend to be calm and agree to all this amidst Rob's snickering.A day ago he made a big fuss about Hydra, and he was still John's 'savior'... But in front of Martha Kent, this ordinary woman on earth, he will always be just that considerate and obedient little boy:

'Yes, mother.I'm sorry, dear Martha.ok, i'll go home right away. '

—Superman will go home soon.

He landed in an unoccupied place, and quickly changed into the uniform that Logan 'borrowed' him.It's a little bit crowded, which is normal, after all, he is indeed slightly taller than Logan.But it's not a problem not to fasten the top two buttons.

After changing his clothes, Clark walked to his farm.He walked through the cornfield that he loved most in childhood... An inexplicable feeling came to his heart, and the familiar loneliness and childhood troubles emerged one by one.The Son of Krypton couldn't help clenching his fist slightly.He gave a complicated smile.

……He came home.

yes.He came home.

—and then he emerged from the cornfield.He and his nervous father, shotgun in hand, looked at each other.

Superman's eyes widened in surprise, while Jonathan Kent was in a daze for his son who didn't wear glasses... This scene was extremely weird.But Clark's reaction was quick.He guessed that his father thought there was a thief in the house.

"...Hi, Dad."

"...hi darling Martha!! Why didn't you tell me Clark was back today??"

Superman, dumbfounded, stepped forward and gave his embarrassing father a hug.Jonathan has gained a little weight in the past two years.The old farmer restrained his enthusiasm and patted his son on the shoulder.But this was not enough, Jonathan still couldn't help but half hugged Clark.

"I don't know what to say about your mother—" he draws out, not just complaining but showing off. "She's becoming more and more like a child. It's a headache. Last time Eric called, she handed it to me without telling me who it was. I almost thought it was a salesman again..."

Clark subconsciously tightened his shoulders, trying to make himself smaller and more huggable.The corners of his mouth curled up, and then he couldn't put it down.

"Eric on the phone?" Superman heard himself ask softly.That voice was nothing like the man Pierce had just wanted to die two days ago. "Why didn't I receive it?"

After he finished speaking naturally, he realized that it looked like he was acting like a baby.It's scary - he's 22 and he's superhuman! ...but his father didn't see anything wrong at all.The old Mr. Kent put his arms around the young Mr. Kent, and strolled into the yard comfortably and comfortably.The couple's newly adopted golden retriever barks at Clark twice, then wags his tail.

The afternoon sun is very bright.Clark narrowed his eyes.

"It's not that he didn't call you, but you didn't answer, son. He even asked me... Are you still living in the house he rented?"

Superman replied confusedly.He was inexplicably a little excited, but also a little satisfied.Clark looked sideways at his gray-haired father, Jonathan, who was nagging at him unconsciously.

"According to Eric, he should be coming back, but I don't know if he will stay in the metropolis. According to him, he may go to New York first? Give him a call and ask... Hey! Martha! Look who's back—don't play surprises or surprises next time, I didn't make any preparations..."

Clark looked to his mother.Martha Kent gave him a sly grin over an unbaked pumpkin pie... and the small-town boy followed suit.Then he blinked in bewilderment—and fully realized.

he's returned home.

………………

And two days ago, somewhere, a small group.The Eric who was missed by the Kent family——

Eric Stevens, the 'murderer', poignantly rubbed the cover of his personal cell phone.He leaned against the gap between two large shipping containers, carelessly letting himself go.It seems that I can't really hear the quarrel between the 'boss' and the mercenaries, and I can't see the eyes of the 'colleagues' asking for help.

He's always been a young lone ranger.But he also accumulated a lot of prestige because of his independent confidence, otherwise these gangsters wouldn't want to count on him at this time-Eric really didn't want to pay attention to this little 'dispute'.He believed that Klau's profit-oriented character would never want to turn against Deadpool...

But the two gunshots of "bang bang" completely defeated his "trust".Eric frowned in astonishment and raised his head - he had to straighten up and walk towards the 'battlefield' under the expectant eyes of everyone.As soon as Eric stretched out his hand and opened the door of the container...then the crowd behind him let out a scream.

The mercenary in red fell in a pool of blood.There was a hole in his temple... everyone was dumbfounded.No one thought that this time the quarrel would turn into a murder - you know they are companions!And this batch of goods was easily obtained thanks to the mercenaries who joined halfway...

"This lunatic—this lunatic!" Crowe paced back and forth angrily, ruffling his hair frantically. "I can't explain it at all, I can't communicate in English at all-you, you! Dispose of the body for me, and then the 'big fish' that brought him back...execute as quietly as possible!"

The smuggler growled under his breath.Then he began to complain in a rambling manner.He was still chillingly selfish, and terrifyingly paranoid.

"He wants to die, he dies—Hydra, ha! Hydra!"

"—Did he fight Superman? Was he stealing people from Hydra? He was Superman stealing people. Now there are still people who don't know that the big green man was killed by the alien Covered?! Does anyone know they hooked up with Stark too?!"

"Send people over to receive a bounty or give away their heads?!"

"I didn't intend to compare myself to Hydra!!!"

After Crowe roared like venting, the man put his hips on his hips and panted to calm down... Eric looked expressionlessly at the pool of blood on the ground, and then at Crowe with his back turned to him.

... A feeling of boredom welled up in the young man's heart.Eric clenched his fists and smiled coldly... For two years, two full years, he has been with this greedy smuggler who doesn't recognize his relatives - and all of this is for Wakanda.For his hometown.

—but is it really worth it?Is it really worth his wasting so much time and consuming so much mind?This is fucking ridiculous, following this kind of person is a waste of life... Even if following this piece of rubbish to find a clue to 'go back', what's the point?

Even if the chattering mutant was indeed a lunatic, he was a much better lunatic than Crowe.The old guy was just afraid of Superman's revenge, so he didn't hesitate to kill those who were kind to him-and even Eric still owed his life to Deadpool.

It just doesn't make sense.

Disgust and hatred came together in my heart.Eric walked forward silently, and he saw the 'shame' mark on Crowe's neck again.The proof of killing countless people of his clan... The young man shot suddenly with no expression on his face, and strangled the lunatic's neck mercilessly.

--ended.

This pursuit, this hatred... this anger.

ended.

Crowe's struggles weren't too intense.After a while, the smuggler's body completely softened... Eric let go of his hand, allowing him to fall to the ground.And before he took out his phone and dialed the number.There were another burst of screams outside the door.

Eric tensed his body vigilantly, and opened the door cautiously...

——The corpse of the 'resurrected' mercenary is raising a knife to start a killing spree.

"…………enough!!!"

The author has something to say: Everyone remember Brother Leopard! !Yes!Brother is going online too!

The last clip is the teaming process of Leopard Brother and Deadpool - Deadpool thought that Eric killed Crowe for his revenge, and he was so moved (you wait (then Leopard Brother and Deadpool and Rick formed a team) team up)

Hahahaha, did Rick find out where he went and died?Everyone thought Hydra was destroyed because of him!Hahaha

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