American comics: I drew Superman during the Great Depression

If, it were an ordinary reporter.

Faced with such a crisis, perhaps it would really be like what Ban Yulich said, and call the police obediently.

However, Colin is not really an ordinary reporter who has no ability to resist.

Clark Kent is just his disguise. If he wants, he can get rid of the pursuit behind him at will, or even get rid of these guys.

However, considering that Clark's identity is still necessary in the future.

Colin did not fight back immediately, but drove the car forward and pretended to be unaware.

"Be careful, don't let him find out!"

"Don't worry, he won't find out."

"So, this time we are just warning this guy? Why don't we just get rid of him directly, so that he will never have the opportunity to speak again in his life?"

While driving the car, following behind Colin, the two people in the car couldn't help but start talking.

"The identity of the other reporter is too sensitive, especially at this stage..."

In fact, I have already found you.

Listening to the conversation in the car behind him, Colin silently replied in his heart.

It seems that although Kingpin was angry, he was not overwhelmed by it and launched a revenge action against him regardless of the consequences.

From this point of view, the other party is indeed worthy of being the underground leader of New York City.

I hope that Kingpin can hold on to the position of mayor for a while at least before collecting enough [Time Fragments].

In my heart, I made a "blessing" to Kingpin.

Colin drove the car and suddenly turned and accelerated into a corner road.

"Damn, he found us?!"

"Catch up, don't let him run away!"

Seeing Colin's sudden change of direction, there was a cry from the car responsible for tracking. They quickly controlled the steering wheel and chased Colin with the horns of the cars behind them.

"Gone!"

However, when they reacted and chased again, they had lost the trace of the target.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the empty lane in front of him, the gang member in the driver's seat hit the steering wheel with a depressed expression.

"Keep driving forward, he can't run far."

On the other side, the gang member in the passenger seat said with some reluctance.

The distance between them and Colin was only about two or three cars, it was impossible for him to disappear so quickly.

With this idea in mind, the two continued to drive the car forward.

"Be careful, someone is standing in the middle of the road ahead!"

Suddenly, the guy in the passenger seat changed his expression. He saw a figure standing in the middle of the road, blocking the direction they were driving.

"Who is the guy who is not afraid of death?"

The gang member, who was already depressed because of Colin's disappearance, heard the reminder of his accomplice and said immediately.

"I want to see if you are really not afraid of death."

As he said, he controlled the car and rushed straight towards the figure in the middle of the road.

"Don't make trouble, don't forget our mission."

Seeing this, the accomplice in the passenger seat couldn't help but warn.

"Do you want to provoke Jin Bing's punishment?"

Hearing the reminder of his accomplice, the gang member in the driver's seat calmed down.

"You're lucky."

He looked at the figure in the middle of the road, curled his lips, turned the steering wheel and was about to go around the other party.

Then he saw the figure in front of him flash and appear on the other side.

"Did you see it? Just now!"

Seeing this, the expressions of the two people in the car suddenly changed.

"Run!"

Although they didn't know what happened just now, under the stimulation of the strong survival instinct, the two people still reacted immediately. The gang member in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator and drove forward regardless of anything.

At this time, they were in no mood to care about tracking or anything, and they ran away from this ghost place first.

The car was moving forward at a high speed.

However, the next second, the accomplice in the co-pilot seat saw a terrifying scene in the rearview mirror of the car.

"Quick, step on the accelerator, that... ghost thing is chasing us!"

In the rearview mirror, the figure was approaching the moving car at an unimaginable speed, and it had caught up in the blink of an eye.

"What on earth is this thing!"

"Superhero, or something else?"

"Demon, he is a demon."

The two people in the car began to collapse as they watched the figure approach.

Just as they were terrified, the other party had already lightly jumped over and blocked the road of the moving car.

Then, he stretched out his hands and easily lifted the car under the two people.

Unfortunately, I don't have a Superman uniform.

The figure who moved the car was naturally Colin.

After getting rid of the pursuit, he took off his glasses as soon as possible and used [Super Speed] to change his reporter's outfit.

He appeared again as Colin Luper and reproduced the classic scene of Superman comics in front of the two pursuers.

Unfortunately, Colin doesn't like to wear tights, otherwise his Superman appearance scene would be more restored.

Flipping the car and easily throwing the two people in the car out, Colin grabbed the tire of the car and smashed it gently on the ground. The next second, the whole car was smashed into scrap metal by him.

Papapa——

Releasing his hands holding the car, Colin patted the non-existent dust on his hands twice.

Turning his head, he saw the figures of two people fleeing in panic.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing this, Colin did not panic at all, and grabbed the two people in his hands in a flash.

"Sorry, I scared you."

He apologized to the two people with a smile, and then Colin looked at the guy who was trying to break free in his hands, and said casually: "Next, it may take a few seconds."

As the voice fell, Colin took the two people in his hands and jumped high, and then hung them on the electric pole beside him.

"Be careful, don't let go."

He reminded the two people "kindly": "Otherwise, what will happen, I can't guarantee it."

"Let me go."

Holding the electric pole tightly with both hands, the two looked down at the height below, and shouted with fear on their faces.

"I have let go."

Spreading his hands and signaling to the two people, Colin ignored their shouts and turned around and disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later, just when the two people on the pole were shouting until their throats were hoarse and they were about to give up.

A surprised voice appeared under the pole.

"Please, help, sir, we are trapped on the pole!"

"Please save us, we are almost dead!"

Hearing the noise, the two people almost instinctively called for help.

Kacha, Kacha!

Reaching out and pressing the shutter in their hands, they took pictures of the terrified appearance of the two people on the pole.

Putting down the camera in their hands, they revealed a face that surprised them.

Clark Kent, the target they were tracking.

"Sorry, as a reporter, this is my habit."

After adjusting his glasses, Colin, no, Kent apologized to the two people on the pole, and then took out his mobile phone and kindly dialed the fire department number.

"I'll call the police for you now and call for help."

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