“……”

The smile on Luthor's face stiffened slightly, and Clark patted him on the shoulder, smiling to ease the embarrassment.

"Lex, life doesn't have to be to dominate the world to be meaningful."

With a slender back in the distance, Clark caught a glimpse of Lana's figure, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, and he was about to step forward to say hello.

Another familiar figure appeared, Lana followed by Whitney.

The day's football practice is over, and Whitney hears that Lana will get a ticket here, and continues to follow Lana, wanting to reconcile with his ex-girlfriend.

Seeing that the relationship between the two seemed to have eased a little, chatting from time to time, Clark's face darkened.

"Life still needs to have some momentum, what do you say, Clark?"

Luthor tapped him on the shoulder.

"Only warriors who dare to take the initiative to charge can be liked by ladies."

He smiled and suggested that he wanted to get close to Clark by pointing out the point of chasing girls.

He did feel a little grateful for Clark's saving grace, aside from a few other things.

"I'll go out and breathe."

Not far away, Lana was wearing a pale pink dress, and a beautiful green spar necklace on her chest, which hung very conspicuously on her fair neck, and Clark said depressedly.

David shook his head secretly, this was self-inflicted.

Regardless of Clarke, he continued to wander around the museum at will, and there were still a few Egyptian artifacts that were not as vulgar and dazzling as the armor, but full of unique ancient charm.

……

"You still want to run?"

In the grass in the park, Jax Farran had a fierce face and knocked a man to the ground with a punch.

"I can't find it, I don't know where the company's confidential customer files are, you can let me go." The man bleeding from the corner of his mouth pleaded.

"Since you don't want to do things for me, you're going to go in and stay for a few years."

Turning the person over hard, he pulled out the handcuffs and threatened fiercely.

Everyone has secrets that can't be seen.

Jakes Farran is a detective who walks between black and white, and controls people to do things for themselves by digging up other people's secrets.

However, detectives are nothing more than his job, and what he really likes is those green bills.

As long as it is profitable, he can do whatever it takes.

Call!

Out of the museum, down the steps.

Clark took a few deep breaths of fresh air and looked up at the steel forests and high-rise buildings around him.

"Compared to the small town, it's like another world."

The eyes turned, and the streets were deserted at night, silent and deserted.

Not far away, under the bus stop, a homeless, tattered homeless man with his puppy is sleeping on a recliner.

"Well, it doesn't seem to make much difference."

Helplessness crossed his eyes.

Phew!

A public bus came not far away, almost under the stop sign.

Suddenly, the driver seemed to have a heart attack, his face was pale and he fainted, the steering wheel bent, and he crashed straight into the bus stop sign, and he was about to smash the stop sign and crush the homeless man in the seat.

"Not good!"

At the last moment, Clark's eyes widened, and he hurriedly crossed dozens of meters to the middle of the bus and the stop sign.

He stretched out his hand to block the bus, thinking of protecting the homeless.

Sometimes the body reacts faster than the brain, and Clark forgets a little and his face changes drastically.

It stands to reason that under the huge inertia, the bus of more than ten tons will hit him hard and smash the front of the car, which can save the homeless, but the driver will not survive.

"No!"

At the critical moment, just when it was too late to collide, a strange and hidden force field was born to envelop the entire bus.

Boom!

The speeding bus came to a halt as if it had crashed into a thick copper wall, but the front of the car was only slightly dented where Clark had touched it.

The homeless man avoided being knocked into a pulp, and the driver was fine.

"This ......"

Clark breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his palm.

How did you do it?

It's not scientific at all!

"How's it going, have you changed your mind?"

In the grass in the distance, with a fierce punch and kick, Fran gasped, like a night owl torturing its prey, and continued to ask with a grim face.

"I ...... I ......"

Boom!

Before the man could reply, he heard a loud noise, and he looked up, and then saw an incredible scene.

Stunned, the driver groaned in pain to summon him back to reality.

Clark hurriedly tore through the car door, got into the bus and picked up the driver who had a heart attack, disappeared in a flash, and rushed to the Metropolitan Hospital.

Seeing Clark disappear in place, Farran's face showed a look of astonishment, he threw down the violent man, quickly came to the bus, looked at the clear depression, and then looked at the vanished driver.

Looking left and right, the streets are deserted.

He was sure that he hadn't seen a ghost, and he couldn't control his heartbeat.

Everyone has secrets.

And this time, he seems to have discovered a big secret!

……

"How's that, kids.

Does the bustling metropolis make you reluctant? ”

In the morning, at the dinner table, Jonathan and Martha were eating, and her mother Martha laughed.

"The museum is great, just ......"

Walking down the stairs, Clark stopped talking.

"What?" Jonathan stopped the spoon.

Sitting in his seat, David handed out a newspaper and said softly, "It's just a little episode." ”

News Title - "The Runaway Late-Night Bus That Almost Crushed the Homeless Man"

"I stopped it."

Clark thinks back to last night's bizarre scene and still doesn't understand what happened.

"Are you alright, Clark?" Martha asked hurriedly.

This is a mother's concern, and Clark of steel is naturally fine, he scratched his head.

"I'm fine, mother."

"Clark, you saved a life, and I'm so proud of you."

After reading the newspaper, Jonathan frowned: "But, did anyone see you?" ”

It's a bustling metropolis.

"It was late at night, there was no one on the avenue, everyone was in the museum, and the sound didn't alarm them."

"There was no mention in the newspaper that there were witnesses, so it should be fine."

Martha was relieved.

"That's good." Jonathan smiled.

"Let's eat and go to school, kids, it's time to miss the school bus in a minute."

David had heard Clark tell him about what had happened last night, and knew that it was the biological force field that had played a role.

It's no surprise that Superman is able to fly by relying on biological force fields.

It's just that Clark was a little panicked, and a new strange ability came up, and he didn't listen to much lectures in the morning.

School ends at noon.

Clark and David prepare to go to the woods on the outskirts of the town to explore new abilities in case they get out of control.

The two of them were passing by an alley in the town.

"Clark Kent, David Kent, right?"

A middle-aged figure walked out slowly, showing a police badge with a playful smile on his face, like a hyena that had found carrion, blocking the two of them from their way.

"Two, Metropolitan Detective, Jacques Lalan, have a traffic accident case that needs your help in the investigation."

"Traffic accident!"

A cop from the Met, Clark's heart tightened.

Was it because of last night's accident?

But why did you find him?

Looking at the other party's smug expression as if he had caught someone else's little tail, David narrowed his eyes.