MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 25

Chapter 36 Clark the Heartbroken

"I thought you made the town home and completely forgot about the Metropolitan family."

Lex's father, Lionel Luther, who was lying on the hospital bed, said to Lex who was standing in front of the bed.

"I won't center on you, I have my own life. And... don't you always see your son exiled to a remote town as a matter of testing and sharpening his character?"

Although Lex rushed to the Metropolitan Hospital immediately after receiving the news of his father's assassination, his attitude towards his father was obviously not intimate.

"The doctor said that you were stabbed in the shoulder and back. Although the organs are not endangered, you need to rest for at least two months. I think...you better talk less."

Lex spoke to his father in a flat tone.

"Ah......"

Despite the injury, Lionel's tone was still full of energy, "So you think I used to talk a lot?"

"I'm not that naive, we all have our own lives, don't we?"

"That's why you're fooling around with that woman?"

Lionel said to his son: "Sir Harry has coveted the Luther Company for so long, her daughter has played with you the only card in her hand, and you are willing to sink... Lex, I am very disappointed in you. ."

"It's not about any business dealings, and Victoria's affairs are just my personal affairs." Lex's brows furrowed.

"It's not about any business dealings? No one would think so except you. Everything is a chain that extends from business. Once the Harry family is involved, it will be more connected with 'business'. That woman will make you separate. Heart......"

"Luther Company is yours, not mine."

Lex had no intention of arguing with his father again, and went to the window to keep his eyes away from his father.

"The collapse of an empire is not caused by the outside, but by the breach of an internal weakness."

Lionel tried not to sharpen his tone, "Lex, if you break up with your family, then you're going to be a real loner."

Lex didn't refute any more, just staring at the dark night outside the window with deeper eyes.

"Why don't you talk about your injury, father."

Lex was silent for a moment, then turned around, "Is it the assassination of your old business enemy, or did you accidentally get involved in the melee of the street bank robbery?!"

"You don't need to care about it. There are always some young people who try to use this method to make me submit, but they don't understand that fear and death will not make strong people submit, only power will!"

Lionel replied in a calm tone.

"I heard......"

Lex hesitated and said: "The killer seems to be related to the so-called 'Owl Council', an organization that lurks in the dark and controls the political lifeline and economic lifeline of the metropolis."

"Where did you hear that name?"

Lionel's expression changed slightly, but he quickly covered it up.

Lex replied: "I have my own means and channels, sorry, I can't disclose it to you."

"I don't know where you heard about this existence, but I tell you, I've never heard of this name."

Leone's expression was a little serious, "The Luther family, which has been rooted in the metropolis for generations, has never had a word about the so-called 'Owl Council'. Lex, if the enemy disguise himself with fear, then go to tear it apart Its camouflage, rather than indulging in the fear it creates."

"You will eventually find out that it's just a 'shadow on the wall'."

"uh-huh."

Lex nodded, "Or... I can choose to be the fear myself."

"I have something else to do, I'll go back first."

With a gesture towards his father, Lex turned to leave.

"Lex!"

Lying on the hospital bed, Lionel stopped Lex, "For your safety, I suggest you stay in the Metropolis. The target of those killers is not me, but the entire Luther family. "

"Thank you for your concern, but...I know how to protect myself."

Lex turned down his father's offer to stay at the Met.

"If you choose not to stay in the Metropolis, I will send the most professional bodyguard to you. Don't refuse, Lex, you have no room for refusal."

Lex listened to his father's words, stood silent for a few seconds, turned and left.

......

the next day.

Kent Farm.

"Where's the rest of the pizza?"

Clark asked his mother Martha while listening to his favorite rock music with headphones on.

"Second floor of the refrigerator, be careful not to touch the chili bolognese soup."

Martha replied to Clark.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Martha stood up and went to the refrigerator, taking off Clark's earphones.

"Clark, did you hear me?"

"Of course, the pizza is on the second floor, don't touch the nuke bolognese," Clark repeated his mother's words.

"I'm glad your hearing isn't damaged."

Arranging Clark's collar, Martha smiled.

"Where's Eric?"

After finishing her collar, Masha found that she hadn't seen her little son for a long time.

"He's helping Dad fix the car exhaust."

Clark shrugged.

A few minutes later, Eric and Clark stood in front of the old Ford and said goodbye to their parents.

Jonathan and Martha are heading to the Met for a three-day honeymoon to mark their wedding anniversary.

As for Eric and Clark, in order not to disturb their sweet time, they could only stay on the farm.

"Clark, Eric, I put the hotel's phone on the bedside table. If you are in trouble, remember to call."

Martha reluctantly told the two of them.

"They're lads already, Martha, you've got to have faith in them, don't you?"

Jonathan smiled and came over and patted Eric and Clark on the shoulders.

"I almost forgot."

Clark seemed to remember something, took out a card from his pocket and handed it to his mother, "This is my present, happy anniversary!"

Martha was very happy to receive the gift, came over and hugged Clark, "Thank you, Clark."

Eric, who was standing on the side, also handed out the gift that had already been prepared, "Happy wedding anniversary!"

The gift he prepared was an unpublished sample of "Cthulhu" sent to him by the publishing house. After wrapping it with a ribbon, it was sent as a gift.

Although he didn't pay much attention to festivals, considering that this was a very important day for his parents, he still made special preparations.

"Oh, what an exquisite gift, Jonathan and I love it, thanks, Eric."

Martha took the gift and came over happily and hugged Eric.

Clark, who was nibbling on the pizza, suddenly felt that the pizza in his mouth tasted delicious.

Compared with the exquisite gift Eric sent, is the crumpled greeting card you prepared a little shabby? !

Chapter 37 Where Metropolis is scarier than Gotham

Metropolitan Fifth Avenue, near the corner of the Havelin ghetto.

Moira Adams, who was wearing sunglasses, held an umbrella, glanced left and right, and got into a black Bentley sedan.

"Go to Havelin Slum."

The unsmiling Moira said to the driver.

"But, sir, your safety in the slums cannot be guaranteed at night, and these are extraordinary times..."

The bodyguard who also served as the driver said to Moira, "I think you need to think about it carefully."

More than fifty years old, Moira, who is quite British in her gestures, took off her sunglasses and said, "If those things hiding in the dark can make me tremble with fear, then their purpose has been achieved. You know. Yes, Andrei, I am a fighter who is not easy to beat."

Moira is the helm of Metropolis Xinfei Energy Group. As a new energy company with the highest market value in Metropolis, Xinfei Group has a broad market in solar power generation and nano-thermoelectric material power generation, and has deep cooperation with Quinn Group in Star City. .

"I know about the stabbing of Lionel of the Luthor family, but it was just a despicable method of terror, the perpetrators wanted to terrify me, but... I'm not a useless Lionel , heard that he exiled his son, pretentious to think of himself as Caesar, but unfortunately ... his ability is nowhere near his ambition."

Eyes cast to Moira in the slums outside the window, mocking Lex's father.

Several Bentleys that acted as escorts followed and slid slowly.

"As America's richest and busiest city, it's literally a world away from the brightly lit metropolis. Look at all this electronic waste, a lot of PVC has turned this place into a **** on earth."

Looking at the streets of the slums that were almost completely filled with garbage, Moira sighed: "People here walk on the garbage heaps and have no fun in life at all. They can only rummage through the garbage heaps to eat, and they have been affected by chemicals for a long time. , the body has undergone a certain degree of mutation, forming a terrifying mutant... The backside of the prosperous metropolis is these extremely dark existences. Here... it is even better than Gotham Terrifying existence!"

With his emotion, the black Bentley slid down a street.

Moira even saw a "faceless man" on the street.

Because the whole face was hit by bullets and the bones of the food contaminated with chemicals were deformed for a long time, the whole face of "Faceless Man" looked terrible.

"That's why...Andre, I decided to get rid of this place and build a thermoelectric power plant."

Moira expressed his "kindness", "If the slums disappear, then the **** will disappear, are you right?"

Andre, who was intently driving the car, was just about to answer when suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in front of the car.

Andrei immediately hit the brakes.

Whoa!

At the same time, the car glass was shattered, and a silver light and shadow hit him.

Andre only felt a heat in his neck, and then blood spurted out from his neck.

With a "ho ho" sound in his mouth, he fell down on the seat.

In his blurry vision, he saw a man in a black uniform and an owl-style hood standing in front of him.

Moira, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, hadn't reacted to the fact that the bodyguard was killed instantly when a smoke bomb was thrown inside the car.

It's not an ordinary smoke bomb, but a small dose of gray smoke.

"Cough cough...!"

Moira, who was coughing, pushed open the car door and stumbled out.

But the dizziness attacked him immediately, and he fell to the ground without taking two steps.

Shaking his head, trying to make his consciousness clearer, he looked around.

Your own bodyguards are fighting enemies dressed as owls.

But the agile and armed owl man quickly pushed the bodyguards to a disadvantage.

The fighting bodyguards quickly fell like themselves, covering their throats and coughing, and then they were solved by the owl man.

"cough......"

Moira, who was coughing out a mouthful of phlegm, covered her throat, and her head became heavier, as if a heavy lead was tied to it.

The line of sight is gradually distorted, and all the existences observed by the line of sight begin to change in some way.

Raising his head, he looked at the Faceless Man hiding near the street corner.

However, he found that the hideous "faceless man" was walking towards him!

The whole body exudes a dark and hidden light, the limbs are twisted and magnified countless times, and the faceless horror face keeps collapsing and twisting.

As if the "black hole" was twisted into a human form, boundless fear and power emanated from it.

"Ah! God!"

Screaming in horror, he crawled and ducked back desperately.

With a bang, it hit someone's leg.

Terrified, he raised his head and found a human-shaped owl bathed in darkness.