"I see."

Regaining some strength, Clark took two deep breaths with a slight resentment on his face.

The reason why his brother didn't tell him, he could guess somewhat.

Most likely, in the future, when he is full of confidence that he can stop him from doing anything, he will take out this and let him fall to the ground in embarrassment, even the eighty-year-old grandfather, and he will be greatly deflated.

However, maybe it may also be that he is afraid that he will encounter the red meteorite again, and his personality will change drastically, so he will keep a hand to control his hole cards?

"I'll be careful."

Either way, Clark didn't want to think about it anymore because he was also hiding Super Hearing from his brother.

Seeing him nod his head to indicate that the probability of capsizing in the gutter should be greatly reduced.

David turned and went downstairs, ready to go to bed.

In fact, in his opinion, Clark has one of the biggest weaknesses, kryptonite is nothing compared to it, but he is afraid that he will not avoid it.

……

Back to the long-lost home.

David decided to rest at home for a few days.

Running far away to the vicinity of the North Sea, capturing Paradise Island and fighting with the god of war Ares cost him a lot of energy.

Especially in the next month, urge Amazonians to practice dance and develop the habit of practicing dance.

"Watching them dance is definitely not a pleasure or even a break."

And Clark still has work to do, whether it's his role as Chloe's assistant to reporters or his role as Superman.

"Superman ......"

Remembering the title given to him by Chloe's famous journalist cousin, Louise Lane, I can't help but think of Lana.

In Chloe's rented apartment, Clark crouched on her desk in front of the window, helping to sort out the transcript of the interview, looking up into the distance, with a hint of memory in her eyes.

I remember that he was embarrassed in front of Lana because of the meteorite necklace, Lana helped him pick up his Nietzsche, and asked him if he was an ordinary person or a superman.

"Unexpectedly, I have become a superman ...... now"

Clark doesn't reject the title, and it seems to have some wonderful fate with himself.

I don't know if the rumored beautiful and generous female reporter simply thought he was a superhuman and gave him this title, or because of Nietzsche's superman theory.

"Superman is the leader in the human group, the absolute strong in spirit, the person who surpasses himself, the superman is the criterion of truth and morality, and the creator of norms and values......"

He muttered under his breath, feeling as if he had a heavy responsibility.

I don't know if I can afford the title of Superman, and live up to the people who gave him this title and saw him as hope.

Suddenly, Clarke's ears twitched slightly, and his brow furrowed.

In a prison on the other side of the city.

"This city has failed me!

Those damn guys, how dare they throw their Mr. Metropolitan in jail.

Just because I'm gangsters, killing, selling drugs and bribing officials?!

Can't they see the big sum of money I've spilled? Do they know how much energy and money I spend on charity every year? ”

In prison, Glenn Molten was no longer as calm as before, and lowered his hoarse voice to talk to the person on the other side of the visitor, like a king cobra about to attack, his voice was full of unwillingness and resentment.

"I want the city to know the price of betraying me, and I want to make them taste a hundred times stronger pain than I do!"

"Is the plan ready, Olsen?"

"Anytime, sir, it's seven o'clock, and the train arrives on time."

"Okay, when I get back, it's mealtime, and I'm going to see that news while I'm in prison enjoying my cherished box of top-quality caviar, you know......"

"Definitely, sir." Olsen, Glenn Mogan's number one killer, nodded emotionlessly.

After hanging up the call, Olsen left the prison and began to contact his men to start planning.

Clark's attention followed Olson's call, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, until he heard the frantic plan and jerked to his feet, his chair sliding back violently, grinding against the ground with a screeching sound.

"What's wrong, Clark?"

In the bedroom, Chloe, who had just returned from an interview outside and was resting, heard the movement and sat up in confusion.

"I'm in a hurry, I need to go out."

After glancing at his watch, it was already six fifty, grabbing his clothes, and without much explanation, Clark hurriedly left.

There is a high-speed railway, nay, probably the lives of innocent citizens in a neighborhood, waiting for him to save.

It's imminent, and there's only ten minutes left!

But now he has to figure out which city high-speed rail was installed with the induction bomb!

……

Boom!

At dusk, the King's Terrace.

A sixteen-car, nearly one-mile-long high-speed train has just left.

Clark, dressed in a red cloak, leaped over the roofs of tall buildings several blocks away, hurrying to the platform with a whirring wind and rage.

Rubble splattered, and the ground showed cobweb-like cracks that spread for several meters.

"It's Superman!"

The passers-by who were bored and lit their mobile phones and waited for the high-speed train were shocked, and some people were even shocked by the shocking scene of this superman falling from the sky like a god, and their mobile phones slipped and fell to the ground.

"Get out of here, there's a bomb here, go to a safe place!"

Clark looked back and drank.

After saying that, he ignored everyone and forcibly opened the closed safety door.

The door made of steel was crumpled and distorted, and it was opened by brutal force.

He jumped into the tunnel and quickly pursued the railroad tracks.

"Bombs?"

"Danger, Superman!"

After everyone was stunned, they saw him jump into the track and hurriedly shouted.

Shout!

In the next moment, the red and blue figures disappeared before their eyes.

A long steel train, full of science and technology, with a streamlined body, the front of the locomotive is like a round-headed bullet that has been shot on the track at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, breaking the wind and driving at high speed.

Clark catches up with the subway, everything slows down, and he tears the wagon above the high-speed train and enters the inside of the train.

"Bomb, where is the bomb?!"

Before he arrived, he had gone to find the gang leader Olsen and showed him the height of the tallest building in the Metropolis several times, but the other party couldn't stand the fear and finally confessed which train was their target.

But he didn't know exactly where the bomb was placed, and when he called the gang that planted the bomb, the phone couldn't get through.

"It's too late!"

Clark carefully used his force field to distract the people on the high-speed train, looking for bombs under their seats, but it was too slow, so there was not enough time.

"And the bomb doesn't have to be under someone's seat, maybe somewhere else."

The voice was much slower than he was now, and he couldn't hear it even if he tried his super hearing to hear it.

The other party's plan was to place sensors on the next platform, and the moment the city's high-speed rail passed, the bomb sensed and exploded, killing thousands of people and hurting the city.

Swish!

"I can't find the bomb, and I don't know where the sensor is!"

Clark got out of the train and came to the next platform like lightning, he swallowed his saliva and stood dozens of meters away from the front of the platform, with an indomitable and resolute momentum, turned his head to face the opposite train that was approaching at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, like a steel python.

"Then let it stop before it reaches the platform."

It was because of him, Glen Mogan's crime was revealed, that he went to prison, and the other party wanted to take revenge on the city!

It's all because of him.

"Come on!

No one will be hurt by this! ”

Bang bang bang!

The wind was whistling in his ears, the sound of the subway was approaching at great speed, his blind eyes were dark, he gritted his teeth, and his body tensed.

It's not just as simple as a hundred-ton behemoth crashing into it at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour!

He had to use his peculiar force field to protect the entire train from beginning to end, otherwise the train would come to a sudden stop, and unimaginable force would be transmitted from carriage to carriage.

The walls of the steel car will be stacked and deformed like pieces of paper, and when the carriages derail and collide with each other, I don't know how many people will die, and the bomb will probably explode!

It's coming, so fast, don't give him extra time to think again!

Less than 50 meters, a high-speed train hundreds of meters long seemed to carry the power of a mountain and a tsunami, and shot like a bullet on the track.

Knock knock!

His heart beat faster like a drum, and Clark let out a low cry and stretched out his arms to hug him!

Boom!

In the next second, the violent air wave exploded and kicked up dust, and it was difficult to see.

……

Before the meal, the aroma of the meal wafted through the house, and the mother Martha was busy with dinner, a simple beef stew with potatoes.

On the living room couch, Davy and his son watched TV while waiting for Clark to come back and eat together.

Suddenly, after the TV host was a little flustered, an urgent news story was broadcast.

David and his father, Jonathan, changed their faces.

"An urgent news break.

Just now, Superman jumped onto the King's Platform and shouted to alert the people waiting for the city's high-speed rail that there was a bomb there.

Then he caught up with the AZ187 high-speed train and stopped it with incredible force in front of the train, but he was also unconscious.

Please see the live report. ”

Accompanied by the host's horrified tone, the camera screen looked over the soldiers who blocked the scene with loaded guns and ammunition.

A high-speed train that was forcibly stopped, the front of the locomotive was seriously deformed, and the wave-like twisted lines extended backwards from the steel locomotive, and the transmission of unimaginable power could be clearly seen.

But the next scene that defied physics, only the front of the train was deformed, and the back of the hundreds of meters long high-speed train stopped on the track unharmed, and hundreds of passengers got off the train with a blank face.

At the front of the car, two footprints that smashed the track sleepers were more than ten inches deep into the ground, which showed the shocking impact force it withdrew.

There were a few men in protective suits collecting something near the footprints, what seemed to be sweat.

And there should have been a person there who disappeared.

The presenter's voice continued to emanate from the TV.

"Regardless of whether there are bombs on the train or not, Superman has saved the lives of hundreds of citizens of the city in the past month or so.

It is reported that Superman, who is unconscious, has been taken away by a military helicopter earlier, hoping that the military can release him after finding out the truth. ”

Scold!

"Clark?"

Hearing this on the couch, David stood up abruptly and stepped forward, staring at the blocked scene on the TV with a gloomy face.

It's a little late, and it's a thousand more words.

(End of chapter)