American comic world demon hunter

At a military base near Washington, a group of big guys wearing military uniforms and bearing military medals looked hesitantly at the room in front of them. Their eyes were full of caution. There was even a little bit of vigilance and fear hidden behind that caution.

Just because there is a person sitting in the interrogation room today who makes them have to be cautious

Clark has been sitting there for five minutes, and he has been listening. The human bosses thought that their whispers would not be heard by Clark, but Clark had already heard the sounds of their quiet farts.

"I didn't expect that the so-called Kal-El was actually him."

A general whispered, and those around him nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, when he appeared in Gotham, I thought he was a mutant."

"But he's not, but an alien. This is a nuisance."

"But fortunately, Mr. Dante has been negotiating with them in the universe for a long time. At present, we can only pray that Mr. Dante's negotiation is successful. Otherwise, once the spacecraft of the alien General Zod is loaded with powerful weapons that we do not understand, then Our technical level makes it difficult to launch defense and counterattack against them.”

"Indeed, damn, reality is not like watching a movie. You can't expect our president to fly a plane and hit a spaceship."

After the exchanges between the bosses were completed, the person they were waiting for finally arrived. A bald old man walked past countless soldiers and came to the front of the bosses.

"He's still there"

the old man asked, and the general nodded.

"He's still there. His attitude is very good, much better than I expected."

"That's good, let me communicate with him, please wait"

The old man said, and then he straightened his clothes and stood in front of the one-way glass of the interrogation room and looked towards Clark in the room.

"His costume is very special, a bit like a superhero"

The old man made a comment, and then continued talking to himself.

"By the way, he once appeared in Gotham. I'm afraid this alien has ambitions to become a hero, which will be very beneficial to our work."

Having said this, he took the microphone handed over by the colonel next to him. This microphone led to the interrogation room. The old man knocked on the microphone and then coughed lightly.

"Ahem, hello, Kal-El, I am."

"Hello Dr. Amy Hamilton."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Clark had already answered. His answer made the doctor's eyes widen in surprise.

Then he saw Clark, who was sitting dumbly in the interrogation room, suddenly turn his head. Clark looked at the doctor through the one-way glass that Zhao could not see outside, and then he said softly.

"No need to wonder, your name is hanging on your chest. As you can see, my eyesight is much better than you think."

"what"

His words made the doctor gasp in surprise, and then he continued to ask.

"Well, Carl, are you sure you can see me now?"

"Not just you, but also General Square standing next to you, and the twelve soldiers beside you, including their loaded weapons. In addition, there are two teams of fourteen soldiers hidden in the room to my left. What you carry cannot harm me, and the sixteen tanks and five aircraft you parked outside the military base, those things cannot protect you."

"Damn it, Kal-El, are you threatening us?"

Clark's words made General Square angry. He grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly. After hearing his words, Clark shook his head with an expression on his face.

"You really don't need to talk over the microphone because I can hear what you are saying. I can even hear the two people at the gate of the military base talking about how big Kardashian's butt is."

"You mean, you can hear it all."

"Of course, after all, in your eyes, I am not an ordinary person, so you should not be surprised that I should have some extraordinary abilities."

"I"

The general was a little panicked, and his face was inevitably a little more nervous. Seeing General Clark sitting there like this, he smiled at him.