I'm the villain in Gotham
Chapter 35
The green field on the side of the road hastily receded, and Clark Kent and his parents sat in the car, quarreling over differences of opinion.
"I'm tired of staying in the greenhouse. I just hope to do something meaningful." Clark said that since he had those incredible powers, he has been thinking all day long that he can use his abilities to help others, but it still makes him wonder. He was puzzled and disappointed that his parents, who had always taught him to be helpful, unexpectedly forbade him to do so this time.
"We didn't think it would be a good thing to expose your abilities," said his father, Jonathan Kent. "You never know what the world will do to you when they see you have that kind of power."
His mother, Martha Kent, sat in the back of the car, hugging Hank, their golden retriever, and sighed softly.
As two adults, even though Jonathan Kent and Martha Kent have never set foot outside their hometown, Kansas, they also have the vision and wisdom to see the world, knowing that the world is not what Clark sees it to be, As long as he helps others, others will treat him with kindness.
When a person's power is too much beyond what the world can understand, what he can get is not gratitude, not kind rewards and smiles, no, that is the feeling only for equal creatures.
They can only be in awe, only in fear, only in destruction.
As for Clark, it is obvious that he is completely unprepared to face these things now, and even his abilities are immature and still growing.
He's still just a 14-year-old kid.
And he obviously couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of his parents: "Why?" He burst out all his dissatisfaction: "Why do you have to use your thinking to control me? Even you are not my biological parents, you just happened to pick me up !"
He regretted it as soon as the words were out of his mouth, and his lips muttered twice: "Dad..."
A thunderstorm sounded in their ears, Jonathan's expression suddenly became serious, and he reached out his hand to stop Clark's words: "Wait a minute."
He opened the car door, and the strong wind swept over his ears.The sky was dark, and the tornado that was almost touching the sky seemed slow, but actually moved towards them quickly. The wind, sand and grass surrounded it, and the trees were uprooted and brought to the sky together.
The power of nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The cars in front of him were already blocked. When Clark got down, he saw that many people had already abandoned their cars.
Running away, surrounded by screaming and crying people, Jonathan turned around and yelled at Clark and Martha: "Quick, get out of the car and stay under the overpass!"
He pushed them in a safe direction and directed the panicked people: "Go under the overpass! Go, follow them!"
"Help me!" a woman cried from the side of the car: "My daughter is stuck!"
Jonathan ran over, helped her pull the little girl out of the car, and handed it to Clark who ran over immediately: "Go, go!"
"Hank's still in the car!" Martha ran up to them and yelled.
"I'll go," Clark said.
"No, you stay." Jonathan pushed him and Martha towards the bridge: "I'll go."
He ran through the hurricane, dead branches and sand, came to his car, opened the back seat door: "Quick, Hank, get out!"
At this time, a car that was blown by the tornado fell towards him. Jonathan immediately hid in the car, but because it happened so suddenly, his legs were crushed by the car that hit the roof.
He tried to open the door on the other side and let the golden retriever go.
The car that hit the roof was blown away by the hurricane again, and Jonathan limped down, but it was too late—the tornado had come to him.
Clark, who was staying under the overpass with a group of ordinary people, no longer wanted to worry about "hiding himself" that the couple kept saying, and immediately wanted to come to Jonathan and use his super speed to bring him to a safe place.
At the moment when he was about to use his ability, the vision that had been enhanced by his ability allowed him to see that Jonathan stood in front of the car, suddenly stretched out his hand, and said silently to him——no.
He smiled at him.
Then the figure was swallowed by the wind and sand.
Clark let out a heart-piercing cry of grief.
At this moment, his hearing suddenly developed explosively. He heard Jonathan's beating heartbeat, and desperately and sadly engraved it in his heart, wanting to remember it for a lifetime.
Suddenly, another person's heartbeat appeared beside Jonathan.
Its voice is steady, regular and very calm.Not a strong, irritating agitation, but very gentle and reassuring.
It lasted only a moment and then disappeared, but Jonathan's heartbeat was always there.The tornado whizzed past them, and the vehicles that were swept up by the wind fell to the ground one after another.Guided by the sound of his heartbeat, Clark found Jonathan in the top car
.
The airbag has been deployed, and it is not damaged - it is a miracle that its windows and other places are sealed well, no sand, earth and stones break through the defense line and enter the car, and the impact it has suffered has not exceeded its limit, Although the outer shell looks tattered, the inside is actually quite good.
This is what the rescuers who came behind told the Clark family.
The captain patted Clark on the shoulder: "Your father is so lucky, it seems that he just caught up with the damn storm when it was milder, and he responded in time, buckled himself up, and also I was lucky enough to only hurt one leg. I think this is probably God's compensation for saving lives." He said with emotion.
But both Clark and Jonathan knew that wasn't the case.
At that time, Clark rescued Jonathan from the car seat. Jonathan said: "Someone saved me." He recalled: "He may be wearing a black robe, I didn't see it clearly, only a little edge of the robe. Clark, it seems Someone is doing the same thing as you." He said with emotion: "But his ability is stronger than yours, and he can hide it better than you, so don't tell it."
"I know, Dad." Clark said, then reached out and hugged his father, burying his head in his shoulder: "...I'm sorry, Dad."
He completed the sentence that was left unfinished.
Jonathan hugged him happily.
The hurricane in Kansas did not reach Gotham on the other side because it caused no casualties.
Everyone in Gotham is busy and can't take care of themselves, and this city has its own major news attributes that change every day, and their conversations rarely involve the outside world.
"Have you heard?" Someone said mysteriously in the tavern: "A few days ago Sabatino fought with the alliance formed by Falcone and Maroni! Falcone and Maroni A family partnership actually lost, it’s embarrassing, the casino controlled by the Sabatino’s family was blown up by them last night!”
"This is old news for you." Someone beside him laughed at him: "Do you know what the latest news is now? The Sabatino family has changed their boss!"
"Isn't Johnny Sabatino still alive and well? Is there civil turmoil in their family?" A group of troublemakers immediately gathered beside him, and someone brought him a glass of beer, urging him to speak quickly.
He took a big sip unceremoniously, and continued: "Actually, Sabatino is no longer what Johnny said.
Do you remember a few years ago, when Falcone and Maroni first united, didn't the two want to annex Sabatino's business?After Sabatino's goods were robbed several times, I don't know where to find a freak-"
When he said this, he looked around, as if he was afraid of being heard by the "freak" in his mouth, and he continued under the urging of everyone: "If you want me to say, he is not a person at all! I heard that he His eyes are gold, and he has horns on his head—he's a demon from the corner of that horn, who knows. But, of course, Gotham lacks such things?"
His words caused everyone to burst into laughter.
No one takes it seriously, they forget it after listening to it, or continue to add embellishments and spread it as a new topic of conversation.
Few people realize that Gotham City has undergone earth-shaking changes long ago.
Thomas and Gordon belonged to the minority.
"...that's the way it is," Gordon said. "I'm not sure if the anecdotes are true, but from what I've seen of the gang families in Gotham, I feel -- I can only say I feel -- it's It's very likely true."
"I'm not saying he's really a demon," Gordon said. "Maybe he's a mutant, or some other cross-dressing weirdo, but it's very possible that he actually exists and has already begun to subtly change Gotham. The dark forces of Gotham are under their command."
Thomas was silent and said nothing.
He was silent for a long time, so that Gordon was keenly aware of the unusualness: "Mr. Wayne, do you know something?"
Thomas tapped the armrest of the chair unconsciously with his fingers: "...maybe."
He said: "I may know the name of this man ... His name is Erberist, he saved me."
"Saved you?" Gordon was taken aback.
"Yes." Thomas sighed: "You should still remember that I encountered a shooting case before, and the prisoner was not solved by me, but by him."
"Since you have met him," Gordon decided to put all doubts behind him, "then what kind of person do you think he is?"
"I don't know." Thomas said truthfully: "I can't figure out his thoughts, nor can I see his purpose."
"But anyway, I think he's a good guy, even if he's using some of the wrong methods."
Bruce stood outside the door.
He intended to come to his father's study to borrow a few books, but happened to overhear their conversation.
gordon and thomas'
The words rang in his ears alternately, and Bruce remembered the man who appeared in Crime Alley when he was nine years old and changed his life, and for a moment didn't know whether to affirm his father's point of view or reject it.
Justice needs to be done, but is what Erberist did right?
He needs to find the answer on his own.
The author has something to say: Master is currently fifteen, one year older than Dachao
Dachao's age serves the plot w
感谢在2020-06-1423:48:54~2020-06-1511:05:18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 mines: smile one;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:白面小包几66瓶;可卡可乐31瓶;冰晶唯羽20瓶;莫雷5瓶;哪里有蝙蝠侠哪里有我3瓶;夜风轻染1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,
"I'm tired of staying in the greenhouse. I just hope to do something meaningful." Clark said that since he had those incredible powers, he has been thinking all day long that he can use his abilities to help others, but it still makes him wonder. He was puzzled and disappointed that his parents, who had always taught him to be helpful, unexpectedly forbade him to do so this time.
"We didn't think it would be a good thing to expose your abilities," said his father, Jonathan Kent. "You never know what the world will do to you when they see you have that kind of power."
His mother, Martha Kent, sat in the back of the car, hugging Hank, their golden retriever, and sighed softly.
As two adults, even though Jonathan Kent and Martha Kent have never set foot outside their hometown, Kansas, they also have the vision and wisdom to see the world, knowing that the world is not what Clark sees it to be, As long as he helps others, others will treat him with kindness.
When a person's power is too much beyond what the world can understand, what he can get is not gratitude, not kind rewards and smiles, no, that is the feeling only for equal creatures.
They can only be in awe, only in fear, only in destruction.
As for Clark, it is obvious that he is completely unprepared to face these things now, and even his abilities are immature and still growing.
He's still just a 14-year-old kid.
And he obviously couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of his parents: "Why?" He burst out all his dissatisfaction: "Why do you have to use your thinking to control me? Even you are not my biological parents, you just happened to pick me up !"
He regretted it as soon as the words were out of his mouth, and his lips muttered twice: "Dad..."
A thunderstorm sounded in their ears, Jonathan's expression suddenly became serious, and he reached out his hand to stop Clark's words: "Wait a minute."
He opened the car door, and the strong wind swept over his ears.The sky was dark, and the tornado that was almost touching the sky seemed slow, but actually moved towards them quickly. The wind, sand and grass surrounded it, and the trees were uprooted and brought to the sky together.
The power of nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
The cars in front of him were already blocked. When Clark got down, he saw that many people had already abandoned their cars.
Running away, surrounded by screaming and crying people, Jonathan turned around and yelled at Clark and Martha: "Quick, get out of the car and stay under the overpass!"
He pushed them in a safe direction and directed the panicked people: "Go under the overpass! Go, follow them!"
"Help me!" a woman cried from the side of the car: "My daughter is stuck!"
Jonathan ran over, helped her pull the little girl out of the car, and handed it to Clark who ran over immediately: "Go, go!"
"Hank's still in the car!" Martha ran up to them and yelled.
"I'll go," Clark said.
"No, you stay." Jonathan pushed him and Martha towards the bridge: "I'll go."
He ran through the hurricane, dead branches and sand, came to his car, opened the back seat door: "Quick, Hank, get out!"
At this time, a car that was blown by the tornado fell towards him. Jonathan immediately hid in the car, but because it happened so suddenly, his legs were crushed by the car that hit the roof.
He tried to open the door on the other side and let the golden retriever go.
The car that hit the roof was blown away by the hurricane again, and Jonathan limped down, but it was too late—the tornado had come to him.
Clark, who was staying under the overpass with a group of ordinary people, no longer wanted to worry about "hiding himself" that the couple kept saying, and immediately wanted to come to Jonathan and use his super speed to bring him to a safe place.
At the moment when he was about to use his ability, the vision that had been enhanced by his ability allowed him to see that Jonathan stood in front of the car, suddenly stretched out his hand, and said silently to him——no.
He smiled at him.
Then the figure was swallowed by the wind and sand.
Clark let out a heart-piercing cry of grief.
At this moment, his hearing suddenly developed explosively. He heard Jonathan's beating heartbeat, and desperately and sadly engraved it in his heart, wanting to remember it for a lifetime.
Suddenly, another person's heartbeat appeared beside Jonathan.
Its voice is steady, regular and very calm.Not a strong, irritating agitation, but very gentle and reassuring.
It lasted only a moment and then disappeared, but Jonathan's heartbeat was always there.The tornado whizzed past them, and the vehicles that were swept up by the wind fell to the ground one after another.Guided by the sound of his heartbeat, Clark found Jonathan in the top car
.
The airbag has been deployed, and it is not damaged - it is a miracle that its windows and other places are sealed well, no sand, earth and stones break through the defense line and enter the car, and the impact it has suffered has not exceeded its limit, Although the outer shell looks tattered, the inside is actually quite good.
This is what the rescuers who came behind told the Clark family.
The captain patted Clark on the shoulder: "Your father is so lucky, it seems that he just caught up with the damn storm when it was milder, and he responded in time, buckled himself up, and also I was lucky enough to only hurt one leg. I think this is probably God's compensation for saving lives." He said with emotion.
But both Clark and Jonathan knew that wasn't the case.
At that time, Clark rescued Jonathan from the car seat. Jonathan said: "Someone saved me." He recalled: "He may be wearing a black robe, I didn't see it clearly, only a little edge of the robe. Clark, it seems Someone is doing the same thing as you." He said with emotion: "But his ability is stronger than yours, and he can hide it better than you, so don't tell it."
"I know, Dad." Clark said, then reached out and hugged his father, burying his head in his shoulder: "...I'm sorry, Dad."
He completed the sentence that was left unfinished.
Jonathan hugged him happily.
The hurricane in Kansas did not reach Gotham on the other side because it caused no casualties.
Everyone in Gotham is busy and can't take care of themselves, and this city has its own major news attributes that change every day, and their conversations rarely involve the outside world.
"Have you heard?" Someone said mysteriously in the tavern: "A few days ago Sabatino fought with the alliance formed by Falcone and Maroni! Falcone and Maroni A family partnership actually lost, it’s embarrassing, the casino controlled by the Sabatino’s family was blown up by them last night!”
"This is old news for you." Someone beside him laughed at him: "Do you know what the latest news is now? The Sabatino family has changed their boss!"
"Isn't Johnny Sabatino still alive and well? Is there civil turmoil in their family?" A group of troublemakers immediately gathered beside him, and someone brought him a glass of beer, urging him to speak quickly.
He took a big sip unceremoniously, and continued: "Actually, Sabatino is no longer what Johnny said.
Do you remember a few years ago, when Falcone and Maroni first united, didn't the two want to annex Sabatino's business?After Sabatino's goods were robbed several times, I don't know where to find a freak-"
When he said this, he looked around, as if he was afraid of being heard by the "freak" in his mouth, and he continued under the urging of everyone: "If you want me to say, he is not a person at all! I heard that he His eyes are gold, and he has horns on his head—he's a demon from the corner of that horn, who knows. But, of course, Gotham lacks such things?"
His words caused everyone to burst into laughter.
No one takes it seriously, they forget it after listening to it, or continue to add embellishments and spread it as a new topic of conversation.
Few people realize that Gotham City has undergone earth-shaking changes long ago.
Thomas and Gordon belonged to the minority.
"...that's the way it is," Gordon said. "I'm not sure if the anecdotes are true, but from what I've seen of the gang families in Gotham, I feel -- I can only say I feel -- it's It's very likely true."
"I'm not saying he's really a demon," Gordon said. "Maybe he's a mutant, or some other cross-dressing weirdo, but it's very possible that he actually exists and has already begun to subtly change Gotham. The dark forces of Gotham are under their command."
Thomas was silent and said nothing.
He was silent for a long time, so that Gordon was keenly aware of the unusualness: "Mr. Wayne, do you know something?"
Thomas tapped the armrest of the chair unconsciously with his fingers: "...maybe."
He said: "I may know the name of this man ... His name is Erberist, he saved me."
"Saved you?" Gordon was taken aback.
"Yes." Thomas sighed: "You should still remember that I encountered a shooting case before, and the prisoner was not solved by me, but by him."
"Since you have met him," Gordon decided to put all doubts behind him, "then what kind of person do you think he is?"
"I don't know." Thomas said truthfully: "I can't figure out his thoughts, nor can I see his purpose."
"But anyway, I think he's a good guy, even if he's using some of the wrong methods."
Bruce stood outside the door.
He intended to come to his father's study to borrow a few books, but happened to overhear their conversation.
gordon and thomas'
The words rang in his ears alternately, and Bruce remembered the man who appeared in Crime Alley when he was nine years old and changed his life, and for a moment didn't know whether to affirm his father's point of view or reject it.
Justice needs to be done, but is what Erberist did right?
He needs to find the answer on his own.
The author has something to say: Master is currently fifteen, one year older than Dachao
Dachao's age serves the plot w
感谢在2020-06-1423:48:54~2020-06-1511:05:18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 mines: smile one;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:白面小包几66瓶;可卡可乐31瓶;冰晶唯羽20瓶;莫雷5瓶;哪里有蝙蝠侠哪里有我3瓶;夜风轻染1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,
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