Marvel: Is it normal for Saiyans to bully Superman?

Gotham City, night.

The midsummer night seemed a little sultry. After a day of scorching sun, the earth was steaming out. People watching the night scene on the street walked slowly in loose T-shirts that leaked air, and fanned their faces with their hands from time to time. Fan yourself and take a sip or two of frozen mineral water to avoid sweating accidentally.

The roadside stalls of the snack bars are full of people, either in twos or threes, or seven or eighty nine people sitting around a table, chatting comfortably and bragging to each other; in the small shop, the electronics are spinning hard The fan makes a buzzing sound from time to time.

The air occasionally smelled of burning asphalt and barbecue.

Everything is so peaceful!

Jonathan Kent, Martha and Lana, who were traveling, also sat around a small table at a roadside stall, ordering snacks and a few bottles of beer, enjoying the rare peace and calm of this midsummer night. .

"Ah..." Suddenly, a woman's scream tore through the long street.Then there was a "bang..." sound of a beer bottle breaking.

The small shop suddenly fell into a commotion, with shouting, smashing, bottles breaking, bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground, fighting, crying... and so on.

Accompanied by a loud yell of "Fuck...ah...fuck..." came from the small shop, there were about seven or eight diners sitting at a table not far from Jonathan's table. They all got up and rushed into the shop. One of the women even picked up a stool placed at the door of the shop.

There was thunder and bang, and in a short while they grabbed a woman in white and dragged her out, threw her to the ground and kicked and punched her hard.

The woman let out a heartbreaking scream: "Ah...ah...help...".

A female passerby tried to start a fight, but was easily knocked to the ground by several people.A woman walked out of the store and tried to help him up, but was slapped on the face.

A strong man kept kicking the woman in white and yelling: "Uh... you continue to be arrogant, you little bitch! Uh... it's amazing if you have some beauty! Uh... you are such a little girl If Bichi doesn't stay at home at night and goes out dressed up coquettishly, isn't it just to catch Kaizi! Isn't it just for others to do it! Uh... you are so arrogant, Keir! Uh... I've been obsessed with you for ten lifetimes. The blessings gained through cultivation..."

The strong man was still kicking her, and he saw that the woman was about to die.The woman who was holding the stool before saw this and immediately grabbed the strong man: "Stop hitting, stop hitting, she will die if you hit her again!"

However, before she could pull the strong man away, a man rushed up from beside him and punched her in the head, knocking her away more than a meter.

"Ah! What are you doing? One of our own!" the woman screamed and shouted.

"Ah? Sorry, sorry!" The man stepped forward and gave her an apologetic hug.

It happened very suddenly, from the woman letting out a scream that tore through the long street to being beaten to the point of dying in just a blink of an eye.

As soon as the woman in white was pulled out and beaten, Martha held the frightened Lana tightly in her arms and covered her eyes.

Jonathan Kent, who was a righteous man, naturally couldn't see such a thing happening in front of his eyes. Picking up a beer bottle was like going up to fight.

But it was hard to defeat him with two fists, not to mention the fact that he was facing a drunk, cowardly, red-faced, thick-necked, fat man.

Jonathan didn't stir up a single wave, and was knocked to the ground easily and casually by several strong men, and passed out.Like a passerby with no sense of existence, without causing any disturbance, only leaving Martha and Lana worried!

There is a saying that it is really difficult to go to the toilet in a big city. You have to hold back your poop and pee at home before you can defecate casually. The bigger the city, the more so, especially Gotham City, where there are many high-rise buildings.

It's not as comfortable as in the countryside at all. It feels like just wandering into the bushes and woods or something is just a few grams!

Clark finally found a public toilet three or four kilometers away. After taking care of his physiological needs, he returned to the food stall and saw Jonathan lying motionless on the ground, Martha and Lana who were full of worry beside him, and A chaotic scene.

After Clark checked Jonathan's breathing to confirm that he had just fainted, he quickly analyzed the scene and shouted angrily: "Stop!"

"Boy, you have to pay a price for being a hero, you know? The police don't dare to care about us. Are you sure you want to be a hero?" the strong men who committed the crime said arrogantly.

"I don't know if you will pay the price, and I don't know if the police dare to care about you, but I know you will pay the price immediately if you don't stop!" Clark said calmly.

"Hey, you don't have a big breath, but you don't have a small breath." A strong man hit Clark's head.

Clark raised his left hand and gently blocked his fist. He grabbed his arm with his backhand and threw the strong man to the ground with a heavy throw, making him unconscious.

"This guy is a practicing guy, let's fuck him together, brothers." Seeing this, a strong man picked up a bench and said.

The other strong men also used benches, tables, etc., and swarmed up to beat Clark. The scene was much more spectacular than when he beat the woman in white before!

"Clark!" Lana shouted worriedly when she saw this scene.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay, Lana."

Who is Clark? That is Superman in the future.

Since childhood, he has been influenced by Goukong's arbitrary behavior, doing whatever he wants, bullying his classmates, and being arrogant and domineering. In addition, he witnessed Jonathan falling into a coma and Martha and Lana trembling with fear. He has long forgotten what the Jonathans and his wife had always told them to hide. There is such a thing as strength.

"Bang..." While Clark was talking to Lana, a long bench hit Clark's blocking arm hard.It's broken. It's not the arm that's broken, but the bench!

The strong man picked up the remaining half of the bench in his hand and looked at it dumbfounded. An afterimage quickly hit his chest. Clark kicked him several meters away, overturning several tables and chairs along the way. I lay on the ground, struggled a few times, and couldn't get up!Rolling on the ground and wailing uncontrollably!

"Bang..." A table covered Clark's head from behind, and a hole was forced out of Clark's head. Before the man could be surprised, Clark slapped him with a backhand and flew out. He fell to the ground and couldn't move.

"Bang..." Just as Clark slapped him with a backhand, a strong man on the right held a long bench and slapped Clark's stomach hard, causing Clark to feel a rare slight pain.

Look back and dig out!Clark turned his upper body from the left and hit the strong man on the shoulder with an elbow, causing the strong man to collapse to the ground on the spot.

"Dang, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong…" The remaining accomplices threw away the weapons in their hands and fell to their knees:

"Good man spare your life!"