Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Rapid heartbeat.
Even without super hearing, Lois Lane can hear everyone's pounding heartbeats.
The robber's hand holding the gun was shaking. But no one heard the gunfire, no one.
"You...you can trust him, he is Superman. My name is Bob, what's yours?" the hostage wearing glasses whispered.
The madness in the robber's eyes gradually faded.
"I……"
"My name is Mickey."
He let go of the hostage, and the bespectacled hostage Bob immediately turned around and ran away, while the police swarmed up and took the hostage away.
"I'm sorry," said Mickey the robber.
"It's okay, Mickey," he heard Superman say.
Then he saw Superman's hand reaching out to him.
He handed over the gun in his hand, then squatted down skillfully with his head in his hands...
Always.
In the first half of his life, he had been accustomed to robbery, crime, arrest, imprisonment, and rejection. He had no choice.
He could even feel the cold temperature of the shackles that were not yet on his wrists. He knew that this wouldn't be the last time he felt this coldness. He was used to it, had long been used to it.
He met Superman, and he was unlucky today.
He admitted it, he had already accepted his fate.
But...he saw Superman throwing the gun to the police.
The big red and blue man stretched out his hand in front of him again.
"What are you doing, Superman?" Mickey the robber asked, continuing to hold his head.
He saw the hostage Bob surrounded by police, looking at him with horror.
He saw the policemen looking at him coldly, and he knew very well that they were looking at criminals.
So the robber Mickey asked: "Superman, what do you want to do?"
Then he saw the other person scratching his head, with a silly smile on his face like a fool.
"I don't know... uh... I mean. Want to shake hands?"
"Can I...can I?"
"of course!"
He felt his hand being grasped by Superman. The robber Mickey blinked. He originally thought that for a man of steel like Superman, his hands should be as cold as steel.
But it's not what he imagined, right?
"Come on, Mickey! Come on!"
He heard the other party say: "There is always a choice."
The robber Mickey suddenly felt sad.
"good."
Mickey the Robber, no, Mickey said, "Thank you."
Then Mickey was pushed down, but this time when the handcuffs were cuffed on his wrists, only this time, he actually... didn't feel cold.
"-There's a good chance he shot you."
"It's possible, but he didn't."
Clark and Lois squatted in an alley, with police officers running around outside.
"But it's possible."
"You think I would only stand in front of a gun when I'm invulnerable?"
Louis felt a little sour: "But everything you do is taking risks."
"But what choice do I have, Louis?"
"No." Louis said angrily, "There is always a choice."
Clark smiled.
"Yes, there is always a choice."
But Louis knew that he and he were not talking about the same thing at all.
"Oh, come on, Clark, you...oooooo..."
Louis couldn't continue talking, because Clark held his girlfriend's face and blocked the words Louis said with a deep kiss. They kissed for a full minute and 42 seconds.
"Woo...boo! Oh my god, Clark! I thought you were the only one who was this good at it when you had the Man of Steel—"
Louis struggled to push Clark's face away:
"No, please spare me." She said, "Be careful of being seen."
Then Lewis paused.
"Your uniform looks great. Maybe we should play in uniform next time."
She raised her eyebrows and said, "You know, a private game."
Bah.
A sudden noise not far away startled the couple. They turned around and saw the camera in the hand of Jimmy Olsen, the exclusive photographer of Lois and Clark, falling to the ground with a squeak, and he opened his eyes. With his mouth open, he stood not far away in the alley and looked at the two of them.
"Uh-oh, I forgot I don't have super hearing anymore."
Clark whispered.
"Hey, Jimmy, when did you get here?" Louis was a little flustered and a little shy.
"I...I, I, I happened to be passing by nearby, and then I saw a commotion here, so I wanted to take some photos to prepare for the news on Monday-"
Jimmy was also a little flustered and seemed incoherent:
"That...that, Louis, you are not with Clark...you are now with Superman..."
boom!
The wisdom of the universe exploded in Jimmy's mind, knocking him out.
"Oh, I forgot that I'm still wearing the biometric stance that covers my face."
Clark gasped. Then he looked at Louis.
"Okay, Jimmy."
He walked up to the young man with red hair and freckles and said: "I also have a secret, a secret that I have hidden for a long time."
"What is it, Superman?" Jimmy said in a daze.
"I am Superman."
He dispersed the biological stance. This behavior caused Jimmy to be severely frightened:
"Clark Kent?! My best friend is Superman?!"
"That's what I wanted to tell you, Jimmy."
"Okay, this is crazy." Jimmy said dully.
"But it's great, it's ridiculous, but it's wonderful!" He jumped up and punched Superman in the chest: "You have to show me everything, starting with flying!" "
hiss……
Clark took another breath. Jimmy thought he was still the Man of Steel, so the force of his fist was a little stronger.
"Okay, but here's the funny thing, Jim, I can't fly, I can't do all those superhuman things, not yet."
Clark ignored Jim's somewhat disappointed voice. He turned his head and said with a guilty conscience: "Let's talk next time. I promise to explain this to you, but not now. It's time for me to go. Batman's aircraft has arrived just now. .”
He took out his phone and pressed it, and not far away, a long-awaited small aircraft appeared in the air with the Batman logo painted on it.
It levitated and flew over Superman's head.
Clark grabbed the upper handle with one hand, and then many small mechanical structures automatically stretched out from it to fix his hand and the aircraft.
As the craft became transparent again, Clark said, "Now, Superman must 'fly' away from the scene."
He walked to Louise and whispered in her ear:
"Same place."
Tens of minutes later.
"Wow, how does it feel to be Clark again?"
Louis quipped.
"The wind is a bit cold, I should wear a coat."
“In the past, I’ve used microscopic vision to observe air density to determine appropriate attire,” says Clark.
"Air density?"
"When the temperature gets colder, the molecules in the air become more compact, and I have to measure the temperature this way because I usually can't feel it. It's just one thing I do to blend in with the crowd, to blend in with the crowd It takes a lot of effort.”
"But you don't need it now." Louis hugged his arm: "You don't need it anymore."
Clark smiled: "Actually, I still miss the times when I had super powers."
"Why?" Louis asked, "Do you miss those times when you were needed to help others?"
"No, of course not. You think that's what I hear all the time? A lot of people asking for help, a lot of bad things happening?"
"Isn't it?"
"No, most of the time, I hear good things. People see their loved ones after work, welcome them home, laugh and play with their children over dinner."
"I try not to pry, I respect privacy, but there are so many voices coming and they are all so similar, I miss them, those voices."
Clark said.
He turned back to see his girlfriend's sad expression. He laughed again.
“Even though I can’t hear them now, I can still picture them in my mind.”
He kissed his girlfriend on the forehead.
"I'm glad to be a mortal now."
"Me too, Clark."
Dusk is approaching and the sun is setting in the west. The rolling afterglow turned the sky red.
Lois suddenly said: "In general... Clark. How does it feel to be a mortal for a day?"
"Honestly, Louis."
Lewis saw his boyfriend smile slightly: "It's no different from what I imagined."
"I knew it."
Louis smiled too.
"In addition to walking, my legs are so sore." Clark complained: "There is also the fact that shopping is so tiring."
"You'll be even more tired at night," Louis said. "You're dead, Clark."
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Blackgate Prison.
No one knows why Bane came here. Most of the prisoners here don't know what's happening outside. They don't know that the President of the United States has issued a pardon specifically to pardon criminals like Bane who fought for humanity and Brainiac.
As it stands, Bane is free. He can leave here anytime he wants.
But he came anyway.
Of course, I'm afraid no one can stop him from doing this. After talking to the president on the phone, the warden acquiesced in all his actions.
So, Bain lived here and had his own single room.
Due to the commotion after Bane's invasion, almost all the guards in Blackgate Prison have been replaced by new ones. With the complete destruction and reconstruction of the prison system, the guards have almost lost the opportunity to chat with the prisoners.
Therefore, for the prisoners, they are not informed, and this is Bane's opportunity.
Bane locked himself in a cell with his own equipment. The black of decay, the spirit of metal, the red of all living things, the green of all things, these powers flowed quietly in his body.
Alone again, in the cold, in the dark.
The winter sun hangs low in the sky and never shines on this place.
Unseen, Bane once again tried to expel the venom from his body repeatedly.
He first injected himself with venom, and then used only physical exercise and willpower to eliminate the swollen muscles.
pain. The pain came without warning, like a huge hand holding his internal organs.
pain……
That was Venom's gift to him.
Bane peeled it off and went far away from here.
It will grow, it will grow stronger over time, in the cold, in the dark.
Drain your thoughts.
He runs 20 miles in his room every day, passing through the green grass and blue sky in his heart and soul.
Traveling through worlds he never knew existed.
Venom's control is still strong, but he's not alone.
He meets a new cellmate. He refers to the man by the word inmate, even though he is not actually in jail.
A mouse emerged from the sewer and brought him a note.
"Feed Lester the seeds and he will know the way back to your cell. Is there any other information I can get for you?"
Lester is the mouse's name.
Bain picked up the charcoal and wrote on the back of the note.
He doesn't count time.
To him, it was all just one long night.
His soul is traveling.
The boy's lips opened and closed, but silently.
He spoke a word, a single word, a word that offered forgiveness, a word that struck a blow in the head, not guilty.
He knew at that moment that he had the power to defeat this potion, the power of a sinless man.
He swam countless miles in a deep red sea, cold, deep, and dark.
And Bane opened his eyes in it.
He jumped out of the sea and felt the fresh air blowing from the sea. All he faced at the moment was tonight and the stars.
"Willis, the younger brother of a gangster, is now being held at Blackgate."
"He was coming off the drug and that's what got him arrested."
"I want to know who he was in contact with, where he got the venom and who was producing it for sale."
With a bang, Bain slammed a strong man to the ground.
"One of my informants told you that you used to drive for Willis, don't tell me you didn't know."
Bain knocked out half of the strong man's teeth with one punch. This was an obvious act of intentional injury, but the guards and prisoners around him turned a blind eye.
That's Bane. Are you crazy? You rush up to him and say "You can't do this"?
"I haven't contacted my boss for a long time. The people he hangs out with are all crazy!"
"Which group?"
The strong man received another punch in the face.
"I was thinking, please, please, stop fighting!"
Bane shook the blood from his fist.
"I'm just using a faster method to search your memory more thoroughly. Do you need me to provide a location? The D express train leaves the terminal. You used to trade there, but you have now abandoned it."
"It's... it's... it's... the group from Triangle Island! They are all strong and have done a lot of robberies!"
"Give me a name."
The strong man moved his lips.
Bain raised his fist again.
"Strong...Slugger! Slugger Logan!"
"Okay, I get it now."
Bane dropped the strong man to the ground like a dead dog.
"Now...the pursuit has officially begun."
finally. The bones that have been idle for two days have received a new py! (Holds sore butt)
Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir
(End of chapter)
