I, the younger brother of Superman, got the Thanos template

Chapter 21 David, How Strong Are You?
"Didn't expect father to testify for Lex."

Back home at night, Clark was still a little surprised.

During the day, Luther did stay by their fruit stand all the time, never leaving their sight.

But Jonathan, the father who obviously didn't like Luthor, actually stood up and testified for Luthor, helping him get rid of certain suspicions.

David raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Do you think father would lie to get Luther into trouble?"

Clark scratched his chin, and felt that it was impossible. What he just said just doubted his father's precepts and deeds for so many years.

"Honesty is a bright mirror that will reflect your character. I don't want the mirror to be stained for the sake of Luther's son."

Hearing the two sons talking after coming back from the outside, Jonathan took off his coat and opened his hands.

"Especially before you, my sons."

Today the farm's fresh fruit sold for a good sum of money, and the hard work has yielded a harvest. He was in a good mood and raised his voice slightly.

"I don't know who was late for a date with me when I was young, and he said that the motorcycle broke down halfway when he got up late."

Coming from behind, Martha shook her head.

"Sometimes a white lie doesn't hurt."

Jonathan hugged his wife gently in a little embarrassment, and raised his eyebrows at his two sons.

"Otherwise, where would our warm home come from?"

Well, although the atmosphere at home was relaxed, Clark heard that his father's dislike for Luthor hadn't changed.

"It's really strange today, Luther hasn't left the market.

Who is robbing the bank? "

He recalled what happened during the day, and his words were somewhat confused.

"Many people saw Luther, and he was also caught on CCTV at the bank."

"Maybe the robber looks a lot like Lex Luthor?"

In the kitchen, after washing her hands, Mother Martha set about preparing dinner, guessing back.

"Luther came to the town not long ago. In fact, few people are particularly familiar with him, and they may have misunderstood him."

She wiped the drops of water on her hands, and continued to smile.

"Does Jonathan remember Jack King when we were in school, how much he resembled our English teacher except for his curly hair?"

"He always likes to imitate the teacher's accent behind his back and talk funny, before he was caught by the teacher and invited the parents to the office."

Jonathan also remembered funny things from school.

Clark also agreed with this, and spread his hands: "Maybe someone who thinks he looks a lot like Lex thinks he can try his luck."

The police told the story of the incident, Lex Luthor went to the bank to withdraw money, and the department manager excitedly received the bank's big customers.

But when it came time to sign, it did not match the signature templates kept in the past.

"The bank manager just asked casually if he could see his driver's license, and wanted to handle business for him in another way.

As a result, he drew his gun..., fortunately, no one was injured in the end. "

Finally, he summed up the hot debate in this small town.

However, Clark actually had another guess.

David, who had been silent since just now, looked at him. Both of them knew what the other was thinking, but they didn't say it in front of their parents.

Even if the parents know about the existence of the capable person, they should try not to worry them as much as possible.

……

After dinner, warehouse attic.

Blowing the cool night wind, looking at the quiet wheat field in the distance under the moonlight, David turned his head and looked at Clark who had just sneaked back from outside.

"Where did you go?"

"It's nothing."

Clark scratched his head. During the day, David and Greg had a fight and destroyed the road. Now that it was dark, he was afraid that someone would drive into the pit and cause a car accident, so he went to have a look.

"You are really kind."

Hearing what he said, David couldn't help sighing.

"When I went, the engineering team of the transportation company outsourced by the town in charge of road maintenance had just finished construction.

They were very puzzled by the damaged pavement, and felt that it was impossible to smash it like that even if a dozen tons of steel fell off the truck. "

Clark talked about what he saw, glanced at David, and pretended to ask casually.

"David, how strong are you?"

"Want to strengthen the relationship between brother and brother by wrestling with me?"

David narrowed his eyes.

"How old are you?"

"no……"

"Just right, I'm not interested in wrestling with you either."

"It's time for you to practice hiding your intentions when you speak, Clark."

He put his pockets in and looked out into the night.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with being sincere."

My younger brother always talked to him in a tone that seemed more mature and intelligent than him. Although this was often the case, Clark was still a little upset.

"Oh?"

David sneered lightly: "Do you dare to say that you just wanted to ask me about my strength?"

"..."

The Son of Krypton was a little embarrassed.

The question just now was indeed not simple.

I want to know his strength from David, so that next time something like Gregor happens, I will know what strength to use to stop it.

David sees through Clark's purpose.

"Forget it, I won't tell you."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.

"Because to be honest, I don't know myself."

"David, do you think the person who pretended to be Luthor and robbed the bank would be a capable person?"

Hearing this answer, Clark paused in surprise, then asked again.

I met two capable people one after another in a short period of time, and I was deeply impressed.

Now when encountering strange things, like being almost bitten by a snake, the rope looks like a snake, so he began to think about it instinctively.

"maybe."

David doesn't rule out the possibility.

But I don't think that something a little weird must be related to the capable person.

"If he is really capable, he may be able to resist bullets with his body."

Clark looked a little dignified.

Even Greg, who has a strength of hundreds of tons, does not have this kind of defense, and may be a more powerful ability user than Greg.

David nodded.

According to eyewitnesses, it was clear that the man was wearing only a light suit, not a bulletproof vest.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, apart from wearing a bulletproof vest, there is no other possibility to explain that someone was shot twice in the back and escaped unscathed.

"Don't worry, bank robbers shouldn't be interested in farms."

He patted Clark on the shoulder, turned and went down to the loft to sleep.

But Clark was a little worried that there was such a gangster hiding in the town who dared to rob the bank.

"Hope everyone else is okay."

……

Ding Ding Deng!
morning morning.

Inside an antique shop in a small town.

Looking slightly old, Catherine with gray hair carried a red schoolbag full of money, struggled to run up to the second floor where she lived, and eagerly knocked on her daughter's door.

"Tina, where did you get the money?"

Tina, who had just washed her hair, came out of the room leisurely and carelessly rubbed her hair with a towel.

"I told you, our lives will get better."

"Tell me, you didn't rob the bank yesterday." Catherine couldn't believe what she heard, and said to her daughter with the last chance of luck.

"Of course I didn't."

With a high nose bridge and fairly pretty appearance, Tina with long red-brown hair smiled and said.

Before Catherine could catch her breath, she put down the towel, and a creepy scene happened.

Kaka!

Tina's skin and flesh flowed like plasticine, and her appearance changed suddenly. She grew taller and her frame widened, and she turned into a bald Luthor with a sneer expression.

"It was Lex Luthor."

(End of this chapter)