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Seeing the other party's distressed appearance, Lin Feng wanted to applaud him, but he was still in the other party's territory, so he endured the upturned corners of his mouth: "How many camouflage points did you design this time? Did Superman find out?"

As soon as this topic was asked, Luthor's expression was a little bad. At first he thought his plan was perfect: "I didn't allow you to come here."

Lin Feng looked at his face, and based on his understanding of the man, he immediately saw something, and now he didn't even give him face, and said with a smile: "It seems that all the points have been discovered."

He was really happy. To Lin Feng, there were not many things that could make him happy. One was Superman's failure, and the other was Luther's loss.

It can be said that there is no one he likes in the metropolis, except for Clark now.

Lin Feng consciously sat on the sofa as if he was at home, and looked at the unwilling Luther: "Just to get a few pieces of kryptonite, I lost a lot of people this time. Yes, Mr. Luther , worthy of being the richest man in the metropolis."

Listening to the other party's words, Luther felt that he was committing a crime. You said it's okay to raise a little boy if you have nothing to do. If you have to raise an ancestor, you are going to piss yourself off now: "If you have nothing to do, just take on a few more dramas. ,do not bother me."

Lin Feng covered his mouth, looking scared. He couldn't forget that after he satirized Luther last time, the other party directly accepted ten plays for him, and his workload in the past few years had been paid in advance.

But when he saw the other person's appearance, he still couldn't control his mouth: "Okay, okay, I know your heart is weak, and you can't listen to this. Are you ready to deal with those kryptonite? Is the amount too small?"

Luther squinted at the other party, and there was a hint of resentment in his tone: "Since you know, return the kryptonite you stole from me."

In this way, he would not have to spend a long time to get such a point.

Lin Feng shook his head, and looked at him with some disapproval: "That's wrong, those kryptonites don't belong to you, do they?"

A few years ago, Luthor found a large pile of kryptonite from a rich businessman. The rich businessman didn't know what it was for, and thought it was a treasure, so he was unwilling to sell it to him. In the end, he had no choice but to steal it.

Who knew that someone cut off his beard halfway through the theft, and that person was Lin Feng. If he hadn't been rational at the time, Luther would have almost called the police.

Later, after knowing the existence of the other party, he had the idea of ​​cooperating, but now he just wants to go back and wake up his ignorant self.

You said why did you mess with him.

"Is there something wrong with you? You can go away if you have nothing to do."

Lin Feng is indeed fine, he just came to laugh at the other party, and take a look at Luther's plan by the way.

"By the way, by the way, I seem to have seen Superman today."

He looked at Luther, whose appetite had been whetted, but stopped talking: "That's it, then I'll go first."

Luther: "..."

Luther: "That bastard."

If it wasn't for destroying that damned Superman, he would never cooperate with such a person.

……

Lin Feng also had the same thought in his heart.

He and Luthor have always disliked each other. The reason why the two can cooperate is because they both have the same wish-to eliminate Superman.

But now is not the time to make a move.

Considering the current situation of Metropolis and Superman's state, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't make a move at this time.

He waited intently for Luther to make some movement, and then looked at the other person's angry expression, which could become his joke for a week.

After watching Luther, Lin Feng felt happy again, and he accepted Clark's invitation a few days later.

Clark was flattered that he hadn't contacted the other party these days, for fear that the other party would think that he was just a poor boy in the countryside, not worthy of talking to him or that he had no impression of him, so he only recognized him in order not to embarrass him.

But I didn't expect that An would contact him after that day!

Clark remembered that Perry once said that drinking can make people relax, so he invited him to a bar with great interest.

As a result, when Lin Feng arrived, he couldn't hear the other party's voice because of the too loud music.

Clark: "..."

Seeing the aggrieved expression on the other party's face, Lin Feng suppressed his smile and reached out to grab the other party's broad hand.

The man froze for a moment, and looked at him with some doubts in his eyes.

Lin Feng couldn't hear anything except the loud music, so he simply stopped talking, smiled at the man, pulled him through the lively crowd, and walked out of the bar.

Lin Feng is an actor, and he has also been called the little prince of the metropolis. Needless to say, his appearance, anyone who dares to say that he is not good-looking, the citizens of the metropolis will be the first to refuse.

It's just that the other party didn't care about his image at all, and he didn't wear any cover when he went out.

In the smoky bar, Clark saw the man showing that smile to him. It was even more beautiful than what he saw on TV or on other people's faces. It was an indescribably pure smile.

A hand half smaller than his was rubbing against his, as if saying some secret signal.

Seeing the back of the man pulling him to run, Clark's heart suddenly beat rapidly.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw the dull expression of the man, he just smiled: "At first I thought I heard it wrong, but I didn't expect it was really here."

Clark came back to his senses, and he couldn't lift his head when he heard the man's laughter. His eyes were a little helpless: "I didn't expect this place to be so messy."

Lin Feng felt that Clark really didn't know where this place was, so he teased and said, "Good baby Clark."

He still remembered that when Clark was sulking when he was a child, Martha would always tease Clark like this, and laughed out loud after seeing the other party's reaction.

Now he can feel the joy of Martha. Looking at the 1.9-meter-tall man with reddish cheeks, Lin Feng couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising.

Clark was ashamed and wanted to get into the ground. He looked at Lin Feng with complaints in his eyes, but the other party couldn't stop smiling and ignored him at all.

He was helpless, and finally looked at the other party with a gentle smile.

Lin Feng laughed for a while, and felt that he had hurt the other party's self-esteem a little bit. After all, it wasn't that everyone didn't want to hear about his own scandal.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth, and finally couldn't help pointing to the signboard of the bar: "Look, what's written on it."

Clark pushed his glasses, and then followed the other person's fingers to look over. In the lower right corner of the bar's name, there was actually a word 'gay bar' written in very small characters.

He didn't notice it at all when he came!

How else could he be said to be pure? Lin Feng saw many expressions flashing across the other party's face, and he was afraid that he had been hit, and he couldn't recover in a short time.

He dragged him away from here.

"It seems that I still need to find a suitable place for this good baby."

From the way Clark went to the bar, it seemed that he wanted to ask him out for a drink, but it was night after all, no matter how peaceful the city was, there would always be some danger at night, and he didn't want to see Superman.

So Lin Feng bought a few bottles of wine and took the man home.

As soon as he entered the door, before Lin Feng said anything, Clark didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He put a few bottles of expensive-looking wine on the table, and he didn't dare to sit casually.

"Aren't uncles and aunts here? Will this be too disturbing?"

Lin Feng had a smile on his face. Hearing this, the smile on his face disappeared. He put the cup on the table: "They have passed away."

Clark's breathing stagnated, and seeing the man's sudden low pressure, he felt even more uneasy: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Lin Feng shook his head. Seeing that the other party was still standing at the door, he asked in surprise, "What are you doing there? Are you waiting for me to invite you over?"

Clark saw that he was really going to come over, so he walked over immediately, carefully watching the other person's face, for fear that he would say the wrong thing again.

Lin Feng looked at the man who was 1.9 meters tall but lowered his head. Inexplicably, he had the illusion that the man was cute. He grabbed the man's hand and dragged him to the sofa, next to him.

He boldly took out a bottle of beer from his bag, put it in front of the other party, and said with a smile, "As a punishment."

Lin Feng didn't intend to bully the other party either, he also took out a bottle for himself, planning to get drunk tonight.

But he looked on the table and found no corkscrew.

It's like trying to do something, only to find that there is no cover.

He touched his nose and wanted to find a bottle opener, but he heard a sentence from the person next to him: "Don't bother."

Then he saw that with a slight shake of the man's hand, the cap of the bottle fell off and hit the table with a crisp sound, as if mocking him.

Lin Feng: "..."

Is this the power that humans can have?

He thought of the metaphor that he didn't wear a condom just now. With this strength, he can even break that thing for you.

Lin Feng covered his face: "Clark, after you were drunk... did you hit someone?"

He was already wondering if he had acted annoyingly when he was drunk.

Clark blinked innocently: "No, I haven't actually been drunk yet."

Lin Feng looked at the bottle cap on the table with a half-smile: "If I drink too much and get drunk, you can tie me up."

That's better than being broken.

"Why?" Clark didn't understand. He wouldn't treat his friend like this: "Don't worry, I think you can drink well. Even if you are drunk, I will take good care of you."

He remembered that when he was in junior high school, Lin Feng, who was in the rebellious stage, specially went to steal his father's wine in order to find excitement, and then got very drunk. He saw him drunk at that time.

Only then did Lin Feng feel relieved. He raised his glass and took a sip. In the familiar environment, he relaxed his mind: "Clark, how are your parents? Are they okay?"

Clark was silent for a moment, looking at the other party's behavior as if he was drinking: "Jonathan has left, and Martha is managing the farm now."

"Really?" Lin Feng understood the other party's expression instantly while drinking the wine: "God is really unfair, taking away two important people from us."

He touched the other party's glass, thinking of the time when his parents had just passed away, he felt that the two had the same fate, he couldn't help thinking of the person he had hated for a long time, couldn't help standing up and shouting:

"Go fuck Superman!"

Clark: "Ahem..."