American Comics Dark Supergirl

The executive ran all the way downstairs without catching up.

He hurried back to look at Clark's resume, but when he called, he found that the number was empty. Only then did he feel that the information filled in above might be false except for his name.

The name Clark Kent has been etched in the executive's mind ever since. He couldn't find this kind of talent in a high-profile manner. He was afraid that the Lex Group would find out and snatch him away, so he could only search in private.

There are many people with the same worries as this executive, from all walks of life, and they can't get Clark Kent to join.

As long as Clark agrees to any job, he can have food and clothing without worries, but the loneliness in his heart cannot be compensated by the money.

As a child, Clark didn't know how to disguise his superpowers. He had no friends and was treated as a monster.

I have felt lonely since I was a child, and this feeling of loneliness continues to this day.

Bruce arrived at Metropolis early with Killer Croc Warren, and chose to come out together at night.

The night in the metropolis made Warren, who was used to staying in Gotham, very uncomfortable.

He had been living in the sewers of Gotham before, preferring to starve for long periods of time rather than go to the surface. But his desire for the ground made him often observe the situation on the ground.

Being used to the fighting and killing in Gotham and seeing the prosperity of the metropolis, Warren was glad that he had met a good person.

When he arrived at the Metropolis, Warren also had his own uniform.

The uniform wrapped him tightly, which satisfied him.

It was this uniform logo that confused Warren: "Why is the logo on my uniform r? And do we have to add a cape?"

The two of them were wearing uniforms and walking in the alleys of the city.

Batman saw a newspaper published by the Daily Planet next to the trash can: "If you were a god, a god who didn't want to enjoy glory, wealth and loneliness, what would you do?"

"Definitely not a reporter. People who are lonely at heart would not choose this profession." Warren shook his head.

Batman picked up the tattered newspaper with food remnants still on it. After getting it in my hand, I remembered the address of Daily Planet in my mind, and then put it back in the trash can.

On the first night when I came to the metropolis, although I didn't expect to find the person I was looking for right after arriving, it is always right to keep trying.

"First of all, exclude the circus. That place is really not suitable for people." Warren suddenly said this.

Batman looked at him and said, "That's right."

Warren followed Batman and thought: "You can use your identity as the chairman of Wayne Group as soon as you come to Metropolis?"

"Do you think you could do that if I took on Bruce Wayne's identity and you were the only one out tonight, Warren?"

Warren had nothing to say. He had just been in contact with people and didn't want to be alone again.

"Robbery, hand over your wallet and mobile phone quickly." A distant voice interrupted the silence between the two.

Batman and Warren ran over quickly following the sound, but in just a few seconds, the man who had just called robbery wailed: "Ah! My eyes."

When the two men ran over, the robber holding the knife just stood up while rubbing his eyes.

Warren went over, grabbed the robber's head and slammed it against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

Taking out a rope to tie up the robber, Warren was about to ring the police call when he was stopped by Batman.

Batman pointed to the sky: "That's the person we're looking for."

Warren looked up and saw a man flying in the sky looking at them. Since there was no moonlight, I could not clearly see the person's appearance. I could only tell that he was a man based on his body shape.

Clark, who was stunned in the air, noticed the gaze below, glanced at the two people, and after confirming that they were two mentally retarded people, he flew away from here.

"Let's go, take out the grappling gun." Batman took out the grappling gun and fired it high, and Warren followed closely.

The two used grapple guns to move forward in the tall buildings of the metropolis. If they could climb the walls, they would be the Spider-Man next door.

Clark flew very high, but very slowly.

He was often lost in thought. Looking at the night view of the metropolis, he fell into his own world again.

Batman looked at Karak flying higher and higher, took out the batarang from his pocket, charged up and threw it.

Clark heard the sound behind him, turned around and held the batarang between his fingers. When he squinted his eyes, he realized that the two idiots were flying in the sky just now.

Clark didn't want his identity to be discovered, and now there were two weirdos in strange clothes chasing him. Clark, who worked on the principle of not killing people, broke the batarang in half and threw it towards the grappling gun in the hands of the two chasing him.

Batman and Warren, who were still in the air, fell directly from the sky without their grappling guns. Clark saw this and flew away with relief.

Batman wouldn't give up, and just before he left, he got a set of detective equipment from Lucius. He adjusted his posture in the air, took out the flare gun from his pocket, and fired a tracker at Clark's clothes. When he saw the tracker hit his clothes, he fell to the ground with peace of mind.

The two of them were lucky and fell on the roof of a tall building.

"Is that the person you're looking for?" Warren fell to the ground and bared his teeth, and said to Batman who had already stood up.

Batman looked thoughtfully at the direction Clark left. He temporarily forgot about those things in Gotham.

After experiencing so many things, after broadening my horizons, it is a new feeling to look at the world again.

Kara, who issued this mission, did it for fun.

Little did he know that she had brought this realistic version of the weakling Batman to another level.

"Beth, shut up! If you say another word, I will throw you out. Steve, go back and continue to be your soldier. I can guarantee that nothing will happen to you. I know all your leaders." Kara is currently in the invisible spacecraft. An order was issued from the Swan: "As for Diana, you can talk about it later."

After leaving Paradise Island, Beth didn't stop talking. Even the black soldier Steve had his head full of questions and asked Kara all kinds of questions.

Diana, who saved Kara's worries, started to shut down herself while driving the spaceship without saying a word.

Diana, who was piloting the spacecraft well, turned on the autopilot mode, stood up and looked at Kara: "Me"

"Stop!" Kara stretched out her hand to stop: "No, no, I don't agree, it's impossible, just give up."

Kara used all the words for rejection, which made Diana speechless.

"How can you refuse such a beauty who has just experienced pain?" Beth forgot Kara's warning and felt unhappy in her heart. She knew that Diana was a lesbian.

"Who is not a beauty? She is a beauty, am I not?" Kara said, pointing to the top, middle and bottom of her body.

Beth: ""

Beth starts comparing Kara and Diana to see who is better looking.

Diana is tall, Carla has bigger breasts, and everything else is different.

Beth was unsure and asked Steve for his opinion.

The two discussed on the sidelines, and Kara and Diana made eye contact.

Diana is now sad, wants Kara to comfort her, and is trapped between the man's world and the paradise island, unable to extricate herself.

Kara didn't have much idea, just send Diana to be a free thug to protect the earth and that would be it. Anyway, it would be good bye in a few days.