Bang!

Clark crashed through the roof and nearly fell under the floor.

At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and held the falling jeep with both hands.

At the same time, open the bioforce field and get rid of the pull of the earth.

Barely in a floating position, carrying the car that had been pressed down.

Below are Clark's adoptive parents, and Jonathan protects a panicked Martha and hides under the couch.

The shattered beams, the broken ceiling, and the fragments of the exploding light bulbs poured down, drowning the two figures in an instant.

"Dad, Mom, are you alright?"

Clark steadied himself, pushed his shoulders hard, and directly lifted the jeep out.

Boom!

There was another muffled thud.

The heavy body smashed alone in the yard, and it had become a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Ahem...... OK. ”

Adoptive father Jonathan pressed on his wife's body and kept Martha safe.

All the debris was blocked by him, and a large patch of blood appeared on his back.

Seeing this, Clarke's eyes couldn't help but redden, and a wave of anger arose.

He was like an angry bull, in a berserk state.

Without saying a word, he smashed the door.

Rumble!

Atmospheric explosion.

The female commander of Krypton had a dazzle in her eyes, only to see the other party pounce on her.

She didn't seem to be careless, and didn't dodge.

The whole person was hugged by Clark, and his body lost control and fell backwards.

They are like bullets out of the chamber, pulling out a vague afterimage and disappearing.

The two figures rushed into the corn fields of Kent Farm, the air swirling and the wind howling, tearing open a clear "passage".

Anything that stood in their way was reduced to powder.

"How dare you hurt my family!"

Caught in extreme rage, Clark mercilessly swung his fist and smashed it into the female Kryptonian commander who was crushed under him.

In the past, his attitude towards women.

It must be polite and gentlemanly.

Everybody knows? Superman is the good guy in the Justice League? Never get angry, get angry.

For sworn enemies like Lex Luthor, they are very principled and humanitarian.

Can you see that your adoptive parents almost died? Boundless anger in Clark's chest? Let him forget about those rules completely.

In Superman's short and young seventeen years of life, he has never been afraid of losing anything.

But just now? He found that he might not be able to protect his family and that he was more likely to put his parents at risk.

Terrified? Wrath? Irascible......

These negative emotions that should not have appeared in Clark erupted in an instant.

Boom! Boom! Knock –

Punch after punch!

The female Kryptonian commander's breathing apparatus erupted in a series of sparks and became broken.

Her neck was even choked by Clark? It's hard to resist for a while.

Is this time? The female commander hasn't forgotten to say cruel words-

"You want to protect them? Karl El, if you are unwilling to hand over the Fertility Code and disobey the will of General Zod, we will definitely let those two humans die in front of you, and you will hear their wails of pain......"

Hearing such a threat? The anger in Clark's eyes was even worse, and he almost burned the other party to ashes.

As everyone knows? Don't hurt two women in the DC world.

One is Louise Lane.

The second is Martha Kent.

The former is okay and will only attract her superhuman boyfriend? At most, they will be in jail.

The latter is even worse, as it is possible to be hit by a mixed doubles of Superman + Batman.

"I'm going to stop you? will stop you! ”

Clark flying at high speed? All the voices were blown away by the air current.

He tightly choked the female Kryptonian commander? Leaving Kansas in just a few tens of seconds.

The two rolled and rushed into a gas station.

Violent explosions, blazing fires, powerful shockwaves - tossing them to the ground.

"Ahem......"

Clark struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the female Kryptonian commander in the midst of the raging fire.

The latter didn't seem to be feeling well, and the broken breathing apparatus resembling a helmet put her senses in a terrible ordeal.

All kinds of noises, as if amplified countless times, squeezed into one's own mind.

Hearing, Vision, Breathing...... All of them have changed dramatically.

"What did you do to me?"

The heroic face of the female Kryptonian commander revealed confusion and panic.

"It took me a long time to learn how to control my senses! Concentrate and only see what you want to see and hear only what you want to hear...... You're miserable right now, aren't you? It's like the world's information is being squeezed into the brain! ”

Clark ripped off his tattered plaid shirt and T-shirt and bare his immensely strong upper body.

Before he could change into a Superman uniform, he was approached by a Kryptonian.

A series of battles almost put Superman into a state of streaking.

Fortunately, the pants on the lower body are still tenacious enough.

"I, I'm getting weak......"

The female commander of Krypton fell to her knees and was completely incapacitated to fight.

It will take her time to get used to the Earth's atmosphere, the composition of the air, and how to control her senses.

But Clark is clearly not going to give the other side that chance, and he has learned a lot from his big cousin.

One of them is not to show mercy to the enemy.

"I will hand you over to the military to be imprisoned, and of course, I will not let go of those accomplices of yours."

Clark walked slowly in front of the female commander, and before he could make a move, he was blasted away by a laser cannon from the Kryptonian vehicle that arrived in time, and fell on a car.

Two Kryptonian warriors stepped into the battlefield, billowing smoke obscuring half of the sky, making the atmosphere suddenly solemn.

Pedestrians screamed and fled in all directions, leaving only Clark standing still and confronting him.

"Come inside, it's not safe outside!"

He walked towards the other party as he evacuated the crowd.

"Carl Eyre, there won't be any safe place on this planet anymore."

A dull voice rang out.

From one of them, a Kryptonian warrior as tall as a Titan.

The man was nearly three meters tall, and his muscles were bulging like a hill rock.

"That's right, we'll kill everyone you want to protect."

Another Kryptonian warrior chimed in.

Clark was silent.

He gradually calmed the anger in his heart and clenched his fists hard.

Just as Superman was about to make his move, four fighter jets whizzed in a herringbone shape.

The driver pushes the lever while aiming the cannon at three figures on the ground.

"The 'vulture' is already in position, has spotted the target, and is ready to shoot."

In the communication channel, the driver's voice sounded.

"One of them is Superman? Are you sure you want to do an indiscriminate attack? ”

Someone asked.

"That's what General Swanwick ordered."

The driver, who was the leader, shrugged helplessly.

"Alright then, let's hope the people don't accuse us of attempting to murder a superhero."

The man continued.

"Superheroes? Come on, Superman is no different from the other two targets, they're both aliens, and they don't have bad intentions. ”

The driver at the head pouted.

The fighter quickly approached the target, after aiming.

Dada! Da Da Da –

Thirty millimeters of depleted uranium armor-piercing shells rained down.

Like a dragon's scorching breath, it has amazing lethality.

Clark reacted quickly and dodged the attack as soon as possible.

But the two Kryptonians didn't have such good luck, and the powerful armor-piercing bullets strafed all the way and hit the pitch-black armor.

Although it was not directly shattered, dealing damage.

But the strong momentum still blasted them out and smashed into a shop behind them.

"Well done! Get ready to attack again! ”

Next to the driver, the American soldier who was controlling the weapon said excitedly.

"Direction 212 degrees, second strafing begins!"

The thirty millimeter depleted uranium armor-piercing bullet hit the body very vigorously, and the two Kryptonian warriors were a little dizzy as if they had been drugged.

They looked at the fighter jet that had flown again, and their eyes were full of fierceness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two of them stepped forward in unison, jumping, and in an instant they crossed the distance of a street.

With this inhuman run, the Kryptonian warrior leaped into the air and pounced on the fighter soaring high in the sky.

The Kryptonian warrior grinned, his smile cruel.

He then dismantled the cockpit with his bare hands and blew the heads of the two humans in the cockpit.

A cloudy mixture of red and white spilled into the air, and the falling fighter jets with their headless corpses turned into charcoal.

Bang!

The continuous sound of explosions sounded again!

After this round of counterattack by Kryptonian fighters, a formation of A10 attack aircraft immediately lost two fighters and four pilots.

One of the guys wanted to do it again, but was knocked out by Clark in mid-air.

They stumbled into a fast-food restaurant not far away, and it looked like several grenades exploded.

Tables and chairs were broken, doors and windows were damaged, and a lot of smoke and dust were raised.

All in all, a mess!

Clark stood up when the Kryptonian warrior's fist slammed into him.

But Superman is no longer the self who has zero dodge and can't fight.

Unhurried, he crossed his hands and slammed a powerful punch.

Then the knee is pushed forward and slammed into the opponent's abdomen.

The pitch-black armor, which could withstand thirty millimeters of depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets, immediately opened a tiny crack.

"Compared to the big cousin, this guy is far behind."

Clark rose up with such a thought and pursued while he was victorious.

The teachings of his eldest cousin echoed in his mind, and his fist went straight along his midline.

It was extremely fast, making a dull sound like a sonic boom, and hit the hunched Kryptonian warrior.

The terrifying force pierced through the thick armor outside and exploded inside the opponent's body.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit it out.

The Kryptonian warrior, strong enough to match Clark's five-fifth-eyed, wide-eyed, distorted and painful face.

After barely standing for a second or two, he collapsed and couldn't get up again.

"It's ...... What tricks? ”

Kryptonian warriors couldn't believe it.

He could see that Clark didn't have any genetic templates.

How can you overcome yourself so easily?

"Wing Chun, inch strength!"

Clark replied in a non-standard Celestial dialect.

Traditional martial arts, up to the point, he didn't hurt the killer.

The female commander has been eliminated, and there is also a Kryptonian warrior.

As long as the last one is defeated, Clark and his parents will be safe for the time being.

Zizi! Zizizi——

The sound of a noisy electric current suddenly came out, and the TV in the fast-food restaurant was still intact.

The channel that used to broadcast the news has become a snowflake spot.

"Clark Kent, your parents are in my hands, if you want to save them, give up resistance."

The image of General Zod appeared on the television set.

This is the second threat he has posted.

"Mommy, Mommy...... Despicable villain! ”

Clark clenched his fists, he was so focused on fighting that he forgot to protect his parents, who were still on Kent Farm.

I didn't expect General Zode to be so disrespectful and engage in kidnapping.

"What to do? What to do? ”

Confused thoughts took over his brain for a moment, and Clarke, who had won the battle, was a little overwhelmed.

Did he succumb to General Zod and give up resistance?

Or do you want to find another way to save your parents?

"Get help from your big cousin!"

Clarke's first thought was of Luke, who had been gone for many days.

But before he could contact the other party, a dark red cloak suddenly descended.

Big cousin is here!

"Looks like you've got some problems, Clark."

Luke said with a smile as he passed out in a coma.

He glanced at the Kryptonian warrior who fell to the ground, and thought to himself, his little cousin's Wing Chun boxing was not bad.