[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

Generally speaking, the most troublesome thing about taking care of a drunk person is that the other person will not cooperate and even struggle a little, which will cause a great burden on the sober person's physical strength.

Fortunately, Clark doesn't have this problem, and he can easily throw Hal onto the hotel room sofa with one hand.

Clark originally planned to take Hal to sleep for the night first, and wait until tomorrow morning to talk about what to do, but now he has changed his mind.

Because he really didn't want to be misunderstood by Louise again, Clark decided to find a way to contact someone who could handle Hal, even if it was his super-powered ex-girlfriend.

Just die and pay back the money first, Superman thought coldly.

Clark scanned Hal with his X-sight, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to turn it on, but found that it was out of battery and could not be turned on.

Hal's phone was also made last year, and it's pretty good, but it's not a Wayne Group product, so it's not compatible with Clark's charger.But it didn't bother Clark, he opened the window and flew out of the hotel at super speed, found a convenience store, bought a charger and came back soon.

As for unlocking, there is no problem. Thanks to the development of technology in this world, and thanks to Hal’s high-paying job before unemployment, his mobile phone is already equipped with a mature fingerprint unlocking function.Clark tried to grab Hal's hand, and soon unlocked it successfully.

By the way, Clark also found that this guy was wearing a green ring on his right middle finger, the luster gave him a strange illusion...

"Let me see the address book..." Clark didn't intend to look through Hal's privacy, the main reason was that he would go out to work early tomorrow morning, and he was worried about what to do if this guy didn't wake up by then.It would be better if he could call his parents or friends.

However, Clark did not find notes such as "Dad" or "Mom" in Hal's address book, nor did he find any notes with the surname "Jordan".

Instead, I turned up a lot of names like "Shirley", "Ellie", "Lucy".

Clark: ...Is this guy really bragging?

I also know that there is no result in calling these girls - most of them will just let this guy die - a small part will make him die far away, Clark took it into consideration and calmly came to a conclusion.

But it can't be considered nothing.

Clark stared at the "Myboy" at the top of the address book, lost in thought.

He was pretty sure Hal wasn't married, let alone had kids, so...

Why did this guy mock him before?Clark was a little confused, didn't he say that only 1% to 5% of human males are gay?

Wait, Clark shook his head, feeling that he was almost misled recently, maybe it wasn't like that?Maybe just friends?Like college roommates or something?

Although he has never lived in school, Clark also knows that in the vast majority of male dormitories, as long as the actual number of occupants is greater than or equal to three, there will soon be several husbands and several wives, a bunch of babies and dear ones, equivalent to the total The number of fathers and the number of sons equal to the total number.

Everyone is a son when begging for help, and a father when he is begged. This is the famous "father-son duality" in the boys' dormitory.

So after thinking about it, Clark dialed the number anyway—mainly because it was on top.

"Hey?"

"Hal! Is it Hal?" Before Clark could speak, an eager male voice came from the opposite side, "Hal, where are you? Are you on Earth? I heard the news about your accident. It's too bad, but I told you a long time ago that you're not fit to fly a plane, you've been..."

"Uh, sorry, I'm not Hal," Clark had to interrupt, "Mr. Jordan is drunk now, are you his friend?"

"...Sorry, this is Bartholomew Allen. Yes, I'm Hal's friend. Is he okay?" The voice on the other end of the phone became calmer.

"Aside from being drunk and penniless, he should be fine?" Clark explained, "He was kicked out by the landlord, and I just met him. Is there any friend of his here who can take him in temporarily?"

"Where are you now?"

"Wayne Hotel in Seaside City, I have to leave early tomorrow morning."

"What's the room number?" Mr. Allen paused, as if realizing that he was being a bit presumptuous, "I can contact one... my friend will pick him up now."

"A1959," Clark announced the room number, "Your friend is coming over now? Is it convenient? How long will it take?"

"He... is very convenient, just wait, he will be there soon." He hesitated for a while, and quickly hung up the phone.

"Nail~"

Clark had just put down the phone when the doorbell rang.

Did Louise come to see him for something?Clark didn't think much about it, and went directly to open the door, since he wasn't afraid of being robbed anyway.

The moment the door was opened, a red afterimage shot towards Hal.

"flash?!"

Clark was taken aback. His dynamic vision was good enough to capture the golden-red lightning in high-speed movement. As a reporter, he certainly knew about the new superhero in Central City.

"Superman?"

The Flash was surprised too.

However, Clark was more shocked than him. Clark quickly touched his glasses, not sure where it was exposed.

"Clark Kent, the feature reporter for Superman...?" The Flash said quickly, "I read your story in the paper oh my god that was awesome I mean Superman right where did you find Hal did he have Say something weird I mean about the universe and girlfriends..."

"Stop, stop, stop," Clark yelled to stop. He really didn't expect The Flash to be such a familiar superhero. "Did Mr. Allen ask you to come, Flash?"

Of course Clark can keep up with The Flash's speed of speech. How should I say it, no matter from any aspect, Superman may be one of the few existences in the world who can fully match the Flash's rhythm.But the problem is that it's Superman, not Little Reporter Clark.

Of course, it is impossible for an "ordinary" reporter to keep up with The Flash's sonic boom, so Clark can only yell to stop.

"Actually," The Flash seemed to hesitate, and then took off the hood, revealing a head of brilliant blond hair, "I am Barry Allen."

Clark was even more shocked when he looked at the somewhat too young face in front of him, not because of the real identity of the Flash, and he didn't know who Barry Allen was, but because, is this kid so easy to trust others?Did you just expose your secret identity so casually?Have you seen Spider-Man from the Ultimate Universe?

"Please keep it a secret for me, don't tell others." Barry added.

"Uh, no problem, I mean, of course," Clark pushed his glasses again, "but maybe you shouldn't tell me this? After all, I'm a reporter anyway?"

Some journalists dare to write about anything just to make news, let alone such explosive news as The Flash's secret identity.

"But you look like a nice guy," Barry put his hands on Clark's shoulders familiarly, "I don't think there are many people who can stand Hal?"

That's true, Clark nodded: "But don't you too? I thought this guy didn't have many friends, you know, other than the ex-girlfriends he slept with."

"Don't say that, Hal is actually pretty good," Barry couldn't help but defend himself, "We've always had a good relationship, besides, didn't you take him back to the hotel too?"

"Uh, this..." Clark thought for a while: "It's mainly because he still owes me $150, oh, plus the charger is now $165. Are you going to help him pay it?"

He just started working and is still in the internship period. His income may be lower than that of Clark. He has no family subsidies to eat and drink. Apart from not having to pay rent, his life is quite tight, especially Bartholomew Fastman Allen, who has recently increased his appetite: "...What did you just ask?"

"Are you going to help him pay back the money?" Clark's eyes shone with anticipation.

"I mean the last question."

"Do you have a good relationship?"

"No, not at all, we really don't know each other well." Barry replied firmly.

Clark: ...

He looked sympathetically at Hal who was snoring on the sofa.

"Well, anyway, are you going to take him away now?"

"Should I wake up first?" Barry thought for a while, "Moving at such a high speed in this state, I'm afraid Hal will spit me all over."

As long as the person wakes up, it will be easier to deal with. Under the condition of consciousness, the light ring can eliminate most negative states, and alcohol is of course no exception.

"Wake up, Hal," Barry shook Hal gently, "Wake up, it's a genius, it's finally..."

Accompanied by Barry's shaking, Hal on the sofa... turned over and snored louder.

Barry took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and placed them on Hal's head...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hal woke up screaming, feeling that his scalp was going to be bald, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar head, "Barry? Why are you... wearing such a perverted dress? Aww!"

Someone got another punch in the head.

"Anyway, that's how it is," Barry explained briefly, "Your bills are settled by yourself, and I won't lend you any more money."

"It's all right," Hal said seriously, "as long as I don't intend to pay it back, it's not a loan. As for this big man..."

Hal tore off a sticky note, wrote an IOU so proficiently that Clark wondered why he was so proficient, and handed it to Barry.

Barry sighed, took it, and wrote his name on the guarantor: "Sorry, I didn't bring my wallet when I went out, Ke... Mr. Kent lives in the Metropolis, right? I will send it over next time."

Clark took the IOU, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence for a while.

"Goo~"

Hal Killer Jordan looked down at his belly, then patted Barry's belt: "Did you bring anything to eat, little bear?"

"No," Barry slapped him away angrily, "there's still pizza left at home."

Sure enough, there was a problem with these two, and Clark overturned his previous guess calmly: "Do you want to eat some supper before leaving? I happened to bring some snacks."

Clark was also a little hungry. When he went to buy a charger just now, he also made a trip back to Metropolis and brought some food from the refrigerator.

"Of course, is there any apple pie?" Barry looked expectantly.

"How do you know?" Clark happily speculated whether the Flash also has super-sense abilities, "In fact, there are pumpkin pies..."

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Currently available information:

1, 1959, when Green Lantern first appeared

2. In the Ultimate Universe, under the suggestion of Iron Man, Spider-Man took off his hood in front of the public and revealed his identity. Afterwards, including Aunt May, the whole family was killed by the villain...

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