[Zhongyingmei] An alien cub fell from the sky

Clark felt that he was still too conspicuous.

In the Fortress of Solitude in the North Pole, Clark received a pair of black-rimmed glasses from Kryptonian technology.After leaving the farm, Clark put on glasses so that he would live longer...

No, it's a little more inconspicuous.

But now Clark obviously failed, he felt that many people would look at him when they passed by.

No way, a 1.9-meter tall man with enough luggage to submerge himself in the airport is really hard not to be noticed.

When Clark was about to leave the airport, he suddenly found two people holding a sign with his name on it at the exit.

"Is it Mr. Kent?" When Clark saw the other party, the other party also saw him. Obviously they knew Clark, "It's a pleasure to meet you here."

"I'm sorry, but you are..." Clark looked at them in confusion. Before leaving, Jonathan didn't tell him that someone would pick him up.

"Mr. Luthor asked us to come," the man in a tie and a neat suit said respectfully, "Mr. Luthor heard that you have come to the Metropolis, and I hope to get together with you, and I have prepared for you vehicles and hotels.”

"Mr. Luther?" Clark froze for a moment before realizing, "Is it Lex?"

The two men nodded, and surrounded Clark to the side of a low-key black business car, and opened the door.

"Sorry, I already have a place to live," Clark hesitated, but firmly refused before getting into the car, "Lex should first make changes for what he has done."

Returning home this time, Clark was sad to find that nothing had changed in the factory, but the situation had intensified.I heard that many people in the neighboring town worked in it, but contracted a strange disease.They turned to the local government and courts for help, but in the end they got no results.

Jonathan and the others had no choice but to discuss with the mayor and the residents of the town, and put pressure on the state government to protest, but only the victims in their town and the damaged farmers were compensated.

Clark called Lex, hoping he could help, but Lex refused.

This project was originally hosted by Lex, and it would be appropriate for him to handle it, however... this is a factory affiliated to the Luthor Group.

At this stage, the Lex Group is going all out to annex, acquire, and crush the market of the Luthor Group, and the scandal of this factory has an important significance and role at this stage.

Today, the factory established a few years ago has become one of the lifeblood of the Luthor Group and cannot be closed for a day.However, because of the various hidden dangers left at the beginning of its establishment, it has become a time bomb for the entire group, which may be detonated at any time.

Clark felt a little scary. He knew that Lex had always wanted to rebel against his father, but he didn't know... Did Lex calculate everything today? Would those workers who were terminally ill or even died due to various accidents? Could it be part of his plan too?

Lex made a lot of explanations, but didn't give any answers. Clark didn't know how to face this former friend for the time being.

Turning down two enthusiastic Lex Group employees, Clark turned and hailed a taxi, struggling to pack luggage into the cramped trunk and some in the back seat.The taxi drivers in the metropolis are so indifferent that they don't even get out of the car to help.

"Don't get me wrong, this is Gotham's car." The taxi driver blamed Clark very dissatisfied. "There are always some idiots who don't even look at the license plate. I just happened to send a guest to the airport!"

Taxi from other places can take people here, and they can also carry people when they go back, but they can't stay in the local area to grab business. This is also an industry rule.

"But... I thought you were waiting for business..." Clark sat on the co-pilot, feeling very embarrassed, and the narrow space in the car made him a little bit tied.

"That's because some idiots just threw the luggage up!" The taxi driver was really rude, "I can't kick you down."

Clark swears with his short life in Gotham that this is really a Gotham driver, and the people of the metropolis should not be so irritable.

Clark tried to put the chair back, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find where the adjustment handle was. Finally, the taxi driver couldn't stand it anymore and adjusted it for him.

"What's wrong with you metropolitan people? You don't want to sit in a luxury car, so you insist on taking a taxi?" The taxi driver was still muttering, "I'll be back in Gotham after delivering your order."

"I just arrived in the metropolis, from Kansas. Strictly speaking, I'm not a metropolitan. This..." Clark rubbed his head and glanced at the work nameplate on the car, "Mr. Bryan."

"From rural Kansas?" The taxi driver Brian glanced at Clark. "College? Why did you bring so many things?"

"This... I'm a little nervous at home. If you can bring your own, you don't need to buy it." Clark was a little embarrassed.

Brian had a "You fucking asshole?" look on his face.

"Isn't your family from the Lex Group?" Brian looked a little curious, "It's a big company, and it's grown rapidly in the past two years. We in Gotham have heard of it, and it's stronger than the old Luthor Group. Of course , not as good as our Gotham Wayne Group."

"No," Clark shook his head, more embarrassed, "That's...my friend's."

"Ordinary friends?" Brian looked in disbelief.

"Uh, it's... an ex-boyfriend."

"...You country people really know how to play." Brian didn't expect this kind of answer, "Metropolitan people can also play, last time I gave away a full body dressed like Iron Man, that kind of tin can The aesthetic is terrible."

"Is this kind of dress still popular in the metropolis?" Clark looked shocked, "But I think Captain America's uniform looks better."

"...You are not much better."

Clark was lucky today, there was not much traffic jam on the road, and the journey from the Metropolitan Airport to the destination was relatively smooth.

"It's here, 200 dollars, thank you." Brian finally said the best words along the way.

"Why is it so expensive!" Clark was shocked, "It's only 68.5 US dollars on the meter!" Although this is already a number that makes him feel distressed, Clark now regrets taking a taxi, he should take the subway.

"Tips, and it also delayed my return to Gotham." Brian said confidently, "You fucking took a Gotham car!"

In the end, Clark didn't want to continue arguing with the black-hearted driver, so he fished out two banknotes from his wallet and handed them over.One-tenth of the cash that Jonathan gave before leaving the house was gone in a blink of an eye.

The taxi drove away with one kick of the gas pedal, leaving only Clark with a big bag behind.

Brian Black, a Gotham taxi driver, has been in this industry for ten years. He has a bad temper, is rude, and loves petty gain, especially likes to cheat outsiders. Many people in the Gotham taxi driver circle know .

Getting two hundred dollars at a time can be regarded as a happy day.

But for a billionaire, this small amount of money is not enough to cover the cost of time, it is just to maintain the "personality".As for that goofy-looking country boy?Call him unlucky.

Not long ago, when Batman investigated the smuggling business of the Fleck gangster family, he obtained some valuable clues.Many of the contraband that flowed into Gotham were confiscated, but what Batman cared more about was their origin.

And that weird "Iron Man".

This is why Brian Black will appear again at the Metropolitan Airport.First, he was trying to stop that Iron Man.Secondly, there are some clues about the source of contraband.

Lex Group, an emerging technology group that started from the metropolis in the past two years.It has been a legend since its inception, not only because the entanglement between founder Lex Luthor and his father was widely circulated throughout high society, but also because the company was almost a miracle.

Technology, medicine, environmental protection, energy, military and fire, in just two or three years, it has set foot in almost all profitable industries, and relying on strong patents and products, it quickly seized the market and grew into a giant across multiple fields.

Most of these invention patents come from Lex Luthor himself.His genius and bald mind is really amazing. He can display his talents in almost all fields, even in business and politics.

Some media in the Metropolis even compared Lex Luthor to Iron Man, a fictional genius scientist.

As for the old Luthor who was forced to commit suicide after bankruptcy?It has long been a laughing stock.Suppressing an excellent sole heir in every possible way is enough to show his nouveau riche temper."Old money" like the Wayne family has always put the cultivation of heirs first.

However, in Batman's investigation, many hidden clues point to this technology upstart, but there is no clear evidence.

When he found out that Lex Luthor specially arranged someone to pick up an important "guest" at the airport today, he naturally had to make a trip to Metropolis.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be... this kind of result.

Batman naturally had no idea about Lex Luthor's sexual orientation, and he naturally investigated the high school the other party attended in the small town of Kansas.It was even investigated that there was a factory belonging to the Luthor Group, and it was almost dead now.

I just asked Ah Fu to compare it in the database. Clark Kent is indeed Luthor's classmate.

I just didn't expect that Lex's taste was so...plain?Batman thought about it, and admitted that the country boy wasn't too bad-looking, he was tall, but he looked silly.

"Mr. Black, the guests have left Gotham." The intercom in the taxi suddenly rang, "Are you still in Metropolis?"

"Damn it!" Batman slammed his fist on the steering wheel, "Alfred, withdraw your attention to Clark Kent, that's just a big stupid gay guy, not our goal. Also, find a way to find out Lex Luthor's latest itinerary, I want to meet him."

"Mr. Luthor recently had a charity gala. With all due respect, sir, neither the taxi driver nor the urban legend of Gotham can appear on that occasion."

"But Bruce Wayne can, let him go."

"I'm afraid this is a bit too risky..."

"Don't worry, Alfred," the old Gotham driver's voice sounded very deep, "No one can refuse a Wayne."

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A certain person never thought that if he cheated 100 yuan more today, he would pay 100 billion more tomorrow...

感谢在2020-05-2017:22:14~2020-05-2122:00:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of Shang Shan Ruo Shui;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Aibi Liwuyou, I eat 10 bottles of barbecue on the swing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!