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

Chapter 38 Are You Awake?
"I heard that since ancient times, there have been some fighters among human beings who have been tortured in various ways, and they will not let go of their mouths and tell the enemy what they want to know."

David held the fifty cents between his fingers, a look of danger flashed in his eyes, and the words he said with a faint smile made people feel uneasy.

"I bet you fifty cents—you're not like that!"

"If you don't kneel on the ground and cry like a bitch within half an hour, tell me everything I want to know, such as your email account number and password, and I'll lose you fifty cents!"

"A 17-year-old high school student, did you learn about torture on TV?"

Fran's heart trembled, he acted exaggeratedly like hearing a joke, and laughed.

For some reason, after David finished the bet with a smile, he had a dangerous feeling as if he was being targeted by a predator that was a hundred times more terrifying than a lion.

"David, what do you want to do?"

Clark's expression changed, and he stopped David who was about to step forward.

The ferocious words that came out of David's mouth frightened him, too.

Tortured, inhumane, and trampled on human dignity, he couldn't believe his brother would do such a thing.

The most frightening thing is that he looks very skillful, as if he is talking about treating guests to dinner.

"Clark, you still want to show off your kindness at this time?"

David looked at that Frank with a sneer, as if looking at a dead person.

He had never tortured anyone before, but he believed that this kind of thing was not difficult to learn, and he was not afraid of making mistakes anyway.

"Absolutely not, what if you didn't ask?"

Clark struggled and gritted his teeth.

Several times of experience let him know that it is useless to reason with his brother, especially for such an urgent matter, there is no time for him to reason.

He talked directly about the consequences in case of this incident.

"If he doesn't return on time, the mailbox will send emails. Maybe you don't have time for interrogation at all."

"Maybe it won't take half an hour, but 10 minutes is enough."

David was about to push Clark away as he said: "I don't think this despicable and insidious guy will be a tough guy with strong bones!"

"no!"

Clark grabbed David's hand tightly.

"David, I can't let you risk your parents."

He lowered his voice and tried his best to dissuade his brother.

"Give him whatever he wants, anyway, it's just some gangsters who do bad things."

David raised his eyebrows, as if meeting him for the first time, looking at Clark in surprise,
"I didn't expect that your bottom line, Clarke, is flexible!"

This is an out-and-out crime.

"I agree." Clark held David's hand tightly to prevent further complications, and turned to Fran anxiously, "Come on, I'll find you later!"

"I'm waiting for you, Clark."

Glancing at David, Fran's eyes flashed with color, and he turned and left quickly.

David wanted to step forward, but no matter how hard he tried, a Thanos-like appearance would appear, and he frowned.

"I don't understand why you'd stop me for a few mobsters, it's not your style, David."

Seeing people walk away, Clark let David go.

He believed it was too late to pass him at David's speed.

"People's desires are like rolling stones on a high mountain. Once started, they will never stop."

After tidying up his cuffs and putting away the fifty cents, David said coldly.

"Let me try it, David." If Fran is a qualified gambler, Clark is a failed gambler. He is always indecisive and takes chances.

But sometimes giving in and compromising is tantamount to admitting defeat directly.

"The same will be given back to you."

David stared at each other, and the two looked at each other, "I can't let you take your parents to take risks!"

This is a no-brainer.

Only a fool would not use a big weapon that allows him to do whatever he wants.

"It's impossible to feed a hyena once and for all. When it's hungry, it will come to you again. There's no end to it."

That guy's appetite will get bigger and bigger, and this matter will implicate Jonathan and Martha sooner or later.

"David, you know you're not as fast as I am.

I want to protect someone, you can't find and catch me. "

Both of them insisted on their own opinions, and Clark didn't want to fight with his brother, he gritted his teeth.

"Just let me try it once!"

While talking, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, why he was the elder brother, but the younger brother refused to listen to him even once.

"I know."

Taking a step back, David looked at him: "Not to mention anything else, your speed is at least ten times or even dozens of times faster than mine.

Even with one person, if I want to escape, I may not even be able to touch the corner of your clothes. "

"David..."

When Clark heard this, his eyes brightened.

Thought David was going to let go of his promise.

"I didn't want to do that."

David shook his head and sighed, took out a small box from his pocket, and opened it.

Snapped!
A green crystal about the size of a thumb appears, emitting radiation unique to kryptonite.

He took out the kryptonite and pointed it at Clark like an exorcist holds a crucifix to a vampire.

"Meteorite?"

Clark's feet went limp, and his body immediately felt hollowed out, and he retreated uncomfortably under the glowing green light, barely supporting the wall to prevent himself from falling.

He stared wide-eyed and looked incredulously, his voice was forced out through his teeth.

"Da...David, you actually used meteorites to deal with me."

He suffered from the meteorite more than once, but he didn't expect to see the meteorite in his brother's hands one day to deal with him.

"This...is this the meteorite on Greg's body?"

He remembered that a piece of meteorite had been put away by his younger brother before.

"You made me, Clark"

David stepped forward and hit him in the face with a fist like a hammer.

Bang!
Clark was knocked to the ground on the spot and passed out.

Dang!

Looking at Clark sleeping like a baby, David casually threw the kryptonite beside him.

Keep applying Weakness in case the Son of Krypton basks in the sun and wakes up halfway through.

He turned and left the deserted alley.

At the end of the street in the town, Frank leaned leisurely against the street lamp, waiting for his mobile check for the rest of his life to come to him.

Although Clark said he would come to him, he didn't dare to go too far for fear that the other party would not find him.

"Who are you waiting for?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Fran turned his head and saw David with doubts in his eyes.

"Why are you? Where's Clark!"

"Did he go back on his word?" He thought of something, with a hint of sternness on his face, and said sharply.

"No, he won't be here for the time being."

David punched down, grabbed the fainted Fran like a chick, and disappeared in place.

……

An abandoned factory.

When Fran woke up, he found that he was tightly tied to the chair with a rope, and he couldn't move even after struggling.

"Are you awake?" came a voice.

There was a laptop on a wooden table. David sat leisurely behind the chair, pushed forward a fifty-cent bill, put on surgical rubber gloves under his horrified gaze, and slowly got up with a smile.

"Our bet has begun."

　Seeking to follow up (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)