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

Chapter 59 He's There

In the middle of the night, under the dim light of the street lamps.

Jonathan, who had just returned from delivery, was driving a pickup truck on the suburban road with a slightly sad expression.

A lot has happened in recent days.

The eldest son accidentally loses his ability, and the younger son has been hiding superpowers for so many years. In order to chase Avery, he left the town and went to Gotham.

However, for the past two or three days, the youngest son has been talking on the phone with the family, which made him and his wife feel a little relieved.

"I just heard from the phone that David has found Avery and should be back soon."

The sadness on Jonathan's face eased slightly.

Drop drop!
A dilapidated blue car behind him honked its horn to get Jonathan out of the way.

Jonathan frowned and turned the steering wheel to get out of the way, but the man seemed as anxious as his butt was on fire during the process, and the deafening horn didn't stop at all.

"Hey, man, do you need to be in such a hurry!"

When the car came up, he rolled down the window and greeted with dissatisfaction.

The car didn't seem to hear it at all. In the cab of the car was a middle-aged man in a sloppy white coat.

"Richard, I made it, I really made it... ha ha ha!"

On the co-pilot was a pot of strange-looking sunflower flowers that were sealed in a glass jar.

He was looking at the jar while on the phone, his eyes burning like he was looking at the greatest scientific discovery of the 21st century.

"It is you.

What time is it, Hamilton, I'm going to bed after dinner, you call me at this time. "

The person on the phone scratched his head with a distressed tone.

"Listen, I did it!
No, to be precise, I succeeded halfway, but it was enough for me to get back my previous honor. "

Hamilton was once a hot figure in the scientific community. When he was young, he participated in the scientific research team organized by the country to study the stones and soil brought back from the moon by Apollo. The scientific community believed that he would be one of the powerful Nobel Prize winners sooner or later. Until he published an article.

——On the effect of meteorites on gene evolution and variation.

Without any proof, almost a fantasy-like conjecture, the scientific community was in an uproar, thinking that he was crazy. Since then, all funding and honors have been far away from him, so he had to go back to his hometown town and hide in the woods to study alone.

"I successfully used meteorites to evolve the gene of a local extinct flower called devil's flower, which is harsh in the planting environment. Now it can grow alive even on ordinary land. You must take a look and help me make a statement. "

"Devil Flower, that doesn't sound like a good name." Hamilton couldn't wait to share his results, but his tone on the other side of the phone was casual, as if he was perfunctory to a mental patient.

"That's not important, you know what this incident means, I'll..."

The excitement rushed straight to his forehead like a torrent, and Hamilton's pupils dilated, unable to control himself, and wanted to continue talking.

In front of the road at night, a rock suddenly fell down. Driving with one hand, he failed to hold the steering wheel, and the car lost control and rushed to the side of the road.

"No!"

Facing the roadside slope, he held his mobile phone with a frightened expression on his face.

Bang!
Jumping over the slope, the car rushed out, turned around a few times, and hit the ground backwards.

laugh!
With the sound of violent brakes, the pickup truck stopped to illuminate the scene.

"My God."

Seeing the person in front of him in a tragic car accident, even though he had just been rudely honked by the other party's horn, Jonathan didn't have a hint of joy when he saw that his life was at stake, and hurried out of the car to rescue him.

With great effort, he pulled out the comatose driver with blood on his forehead from the overturned cab.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of a pot of broken flowers lying at his feet. The flowers were as big as a silver plate, like a yellow moon, with a faint green fluorescence on it.

He smelled a strange fragrance, and his body was inexplicably hot, but he didn't care.

After dragging the person a long way to the side of the road, away from the vehicle that started to catch fire, Jonathan took a few breaths and quickly dialed 911.

……

Heavy curtains, dark room.

Big fluffy expensive bed.

Avery was bare and muscular, and two mature models with flushed faces snuggled up beside him, feeding him fruit from time to time like a maid, and flicking the video on the newly installed projection screen.

The villain on the curtain is holding a machine gun, wantonly massacring the enemy.

The refreshment in the game made him excited.

Everything was as planned, he came to Gotham, and with the god-like power given to him by thunder and lightning, he easily subdued one of the most powerful gangsters in Gotham, enjoying a luxurious life that could only be imagined in dreams before .

"But it's not enough."

Pressing the button frantically, hot flames surged in his eyes.

Meteorites are his weakness. If he doesn't solve it for a day, he will be pressed on his chest like a stone, which can't make him completely happy.

"Falcone's funds and manpower have been summoned almost."

Waiting for all the meteorites in the hands of the residents of the town to be obtained by all means, and then turn the town over and destroy all the meteorites in the ground. Nothing on this planet can stop his footsteps.

There is no need to hide yourself, when the whole world is his game, he will become the king of the world.

"Until then, I can do whatever I want."

The people on the screen shot wildly, and Avery's expression was excited with a tyrannical ferocity, like a brutal dictator who is about to take control of a country, which made the two models next to him a little scared.

Bang!
The glass window was shattered suddenly, and a figure with bat wings spread behind cast a large shadow and flew into the room suddenly.

……

"Who?"

"There is a killer, protect the boss!"

With the sudden attack, the people in the room were in a mess, and they drew out their guns and aimed at the people who came.

From outside the manor, I saw that there was only one window brightly lit in several castles tens of meters away. Through the gaps in the curtains, there seemed to be a few people who didn't look like small people discussing something in secret.
Too lazy to spend much time with those gangsters and hounds, David simply burst out with strong kinetic energy under his feet, and his body broke into the house across seven or eighty meters like a cannonball.

"You are Carmine Falcone?"

Glass shards flew, and amidst the panic of everyone, David locked his eyes on Falcone, who was protected by everyone.

"This is the fifth floor, how did he get up there?"

Seeing that David was wearing a suit without any climbing devices, several people shouted in surprise.

"Shoot, shoot, kill him!"

Hearing the movement in the house, the guy guarding the door rushed in with a submachine gun, and several other people in the house aimed at the only stranger in the house and shot.

Da da da!
The sound of a typewriter sounded in the house.

The submachine gun bullets hit David one after another, without even breaking his clothes, and instantly lost all kinetic energy and fell down. Falcone was seen fleeing towards the door under the cover of several people.

He casually lifted the mahogany desk by the window.

The hundred-jin wooden table roared and rolled in the air, spanning six or seven meters and killing two guys with submachine guns at the door, blocking the way.

Everyone was shocked, and Falcone's expression froze.

"you have not answer my question yet."

David looked at him coldly, as if he was not at the same level of life at all, as if an elephant faced ants with a powerful aura that was suffocating.

"Enough, you idiots, stop the guns."

Seeing that David was unharmed by the bullet, Falcone was shocked and pretended to shout angrily. He looked at David with his head slightly lowered, and put his hands on his chest with a respectful smile on his face.

"Sir, I am Falcone, is there anything I can do for you?"

It's not like a gang boss facing a person who suddenly broke into his house and killed his subordinates, but like a humble broker facing a distinguished client, showing extreme courtesy.

"You have an unusual guy here, right?"

David raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Where is he?"

"Of course, he's just..."

When Falcone saw David, he felt that he was worried about finding that kid named Avery.

Think about it, in just a few days, two powerful monsters who are not afraid of bullets broke into his manor one after another, is it all right?

Perhaps his chance to get rid of that kid's threat and control has come.

Falcone, who was fiery in his heart, was halfway through speaking, and there was a roar outside the broken window that the night wind was blowing in!
In another old castle, a room burst into flames.

A figure spread out its bat wings and glided down in a little embarrassment.

"He...he's in that room"

(End of this chapter)