DC Tyrant

Joe Al had dinner.

Thanks to his intelligence and a dog who is not like a dog, too human, too smart, the Kent family regards him as a member of the family and can eat at the table.

It's just that he can't still reach for food! Therefore, although there is always a lot of food and meat on his dog's plate, he can't choose anything he likes to eat.

Neither of these matters.

He silently finished the beef and vegetarian meal on the plate, which was a gourmet meal specially prepared for him by Jonathan Kent.

At the dining table, Clark's adoptive mother, Martha, was holding Clark and swaying from side to side, intending to make Clark smile and open her mouth so that she could feed.

Today's Clark, for some reason, has been arguing and crying.

Martha couldn't coax him well.

Maybe it's because of the weather, it's getting a little warmer.

At the moment when the sunset glows, dyes the clouds into red marshmallows, the sun sets, the earth rises with residual warmth, and at the moment when it meets the coldness of the night, the temperature seems to rise a little impatiently.

This temperature is annoying.

But it wasn't enough to wash away the Kents' enthusiasm for a baby.

"Look here, little Clark!  … Lululu..."

Jonathan Kent grimaced, twisting his skin together, sticking out his tongue, trying to make Clark laugh.

Martha shook Clark lightly, pointed her finger at Jonathan Kent's face, and kept imitating the baby humming, making Clark look at Jonathan Kent.

Clark pouted in dissatisfaction, and his blue pupils flashed a bright reaction, as if he had seen something novel.

Seeing that Clark seemed to react.

The two couples teased Clark even harder, and the food on the table didn't move much.

Look at this sweet scene.

Joe-El's dog eyes showed a faint smile, and he got down from the dining table and walked towards the door.

The Kent couple ignored it. This was already a habit of Xiao Krypton. After dinner every day, he would think about the dog under the eaves of the door. Several times, Jonathan Kent saw Xiao Krypton's dog-faced expression, like a big thought. Family.

If it weren't for the fact that it stuck its tongue out of the closed dog's mouth, and the helpless "hehehe" returned to a dog-like appearance, Jonathan Kent suspected that this was a dog with a thinking soul!

A spiritual dog, a smart dog.

Joe-El's dog body stood up, his front paws leaned against the door, and his paws twisted the door handle spiritually.

The hot ground temperature outside the door was like a rolling wave.

The heat wave slanted into the somewhat dark house with the sunset glow, and the heat wave rolled in, blowing his hair back up.

He couldn't keep the dog's face calm and shut up. It was too hot. The dog's whole body only had a few sweat glands on the inside of the feet and between the paws, and it couldn't cool down by sweating like a human.

As a last resort, the dog's mouth opened again, and a bright red tongue panted "hehehe", spitting out hot air.

His feet touched the ground, and his fluffy white tail was slightly raised. When he walked out of the house, his tail hooked on the wooden door, snapped it, and closed it with the wooden door.

He walked under the eaves again and stood in his usual position, with his hips back, his front paws straight, his fluffy snow-white tail swept across the ground.

The red glow of the sunset glowed on the front half of his body, illuminating his white fluffy, slightly rounded lovely claws.

The sky in Kansas has always been beautiful. When there are no clouds, it is clean and blue, clear and clear. When there are clouds, all kinds of clouds gather into a strange and beautiful picture.

Now it is the same, the rosy glow of the sky, the red glow of the dim red glow, shining from the west, dyeing the clouds into a rosy color, dyeing it into a three-dimensional picture.

It's just that today's glow is particularly bright, and the dyed colors are the heaviest colors in the thick and bright picture. The sky has turned red, and the heat rising from the ground is even hotter, making the dogs want to faint. A feeling of sleepiness.

After sticking out the dog's tongue for a while, he took it back again, with his mouth tightly closed, the dog's face was calm and serious, his eyes were far-reaching, the slender dog's chin was slightly raised, looking up at the sky, with beautiful clean snow-white hair and a graceful silhouette. posture, do not have a beautiful appearance.

His eyes flashed with a thinking look again, staring at the sky far-reachingly, like a thinker in the dog world.

He once wanted to pretend that the key of hope of the Al family was inadvertently, and let Bardi steal, steal, various methods, and plan to bury one-third of his consciousness on Bardi's side, wanting to know Bardi's information.

But it is clear that the plan was a failure, and as a dog, it is difficult to take advantage of ordinary people.

What's more, since Badi sent someone to pick up kryptonite, in Kansas, there has been no Badi's subordinates, and none of them are in this area.

This made Joe-El sad and bad-faced, and he couldn't even send something to Bardi.

Bardi was completely tempted, but he didn't test himself.

As you can imagine.

If I saw Badi again, what a violent rainstorm would it be, and a fatal blow would appear.

As time passed, although Joe-El's dog body became stronger and stronger, on the contrary, his heart gradually sank, and he had a strong premonition.

As a last resort, he opened the dog's mouth again, stuck out his tongue, panted, "hehehehehe" to dissipate heat.

The meditating dog's face showed helplessness, and he could only stick out his tongue to dissipate heat from time to time.

The overly warm sunset seems to have a trace of abnormality, causing the ground to rise with residual warmth, warming his body, and making him feel a little weak and weak.

Just like a normal dog, lying on the ground lazily, sticking out his tongue and squinting for a rest.

"No! How can I feel tired?"

Joe-El suddenly woke up, this is very inappropriate, how could he feel tired, it is understandable to stick out his tongue, but with Krypton's genes, why does he feel like an ordinary person under the sun, faint like an ordinary person? Feeling sleepy and tired?

He is wary.

The dog's eyes contracted sharply in an instant, the distance vision was turned on, the microscopic vision was turned on, and the sky was an unusually red glow. In his eyes, the sky quickly drew closer, and the various refracted spectral bands reflected the particles in the air to present a transparent glow. Two different spectral bands are mixed and intertwined.

"Red Sun Spectrum Band!"

He was stunned. The red sun spectrum that passed through the earth's atmosphere was greatly weakened by the refraction of the satellite. It did not prevent him from absorbing the energy of the yellow sun, but the absorption level was greatly reduced. In addition, if the sun completely sets, it is obvious. , he no longer has the continuous fighting ability to continuously absorb energy indefinitely.

He lowered the dog's head, his eyes shrank in an instant, becoming fierce, he sat up on his buttocks, bent his knees and raised his back, his muscles were tense, the muscles and blood vessels in his limbs were bulging out, covered with snow-white hair, and the slender dog's mouth was cracked. Bai Sen's ferocious fangs, the entire dog's body hair blew up continuously from head to toe, growing in size.

The claws flashed out sharp transparent nails, and the pads of the claws revealed a powerful force. The moment he got up, he banged and pressed the thick wooden floor into four sunken pits, and his limbs bent his knees and were about to explode. , sawdust rises.

"Sinner of Krypton!!"

His dog's face was angry, and in an instant, he changed from a beautiful white pet to a ferocious wolf king. The dog's body bent his knees, and the sawdust slowly flew up. The air was so dignified that the flow of time seemed to slow down, and the dog's body was fierce and fierce in the sawdust. As if the illusion is in another world, it shows a powerful violent explosion.

far away.

The line of sight pierced through the emerald cornfields.

A figure strode under the glowing red sunset, the setting sun behind him was like blood, and the rays of light reflected his figure from behind. His figure was tall and majestic. Fly behind him.

His face looked dark under the setting sun behind him. In the darkness, his eyes radiated a ferocious and brutal cold light, which was brutal and terrifying. The scar on his face wriggled along with his smile, revealing a cruel and tyrannical smile.

"You're dead! Joe-El!"