Those years when I was the mayor [comprehensive British and American]

When the first ray of morning light came in from the window, Liz had already woken up.

When she opened the door, she saw the gift box placed at the door.

"Did Martha give it to me?" Liz took the gift box into the room suspiciously, and after opening it, she saw a skirt with flowers embroidered on the hem, which looked extremely cute.

Liz changed into a dress and went downstairs.

The two men sitting in the living room looked up, and when Carl saw the yellow skirt, a smile appeared on his face.

"You look beautiful today, Liz." Carl walked to the stairs and smiled at Liz.

"Good morning." Clark and Liz greeted each other.

"morning."

After speaking, Liz turned and went into the kitchen. Martha had already prepared breakfast, and Liz poured herself a glass of milk.

"Would you like to warm it up?" Clark asked.

"Don't be so troublesome." Liz took the cup and walked to the sofa in the living room, "Can I sit here?" Liz pointed to the empty seat next to Clark.

"of course."

"What are you looking at?" Liz noticed the newspaper in Clark's hand, and glimpsed a corner of a huge page, which seemed to be the scene of the previous explosion.

Clark generously handed the newspaper to Liz: "The case that happened in the past two days has been reported."

Liz read the newspaper, then took a sip of milk, and asked with some doubts: "Who is this reporter named Lex? Why do I feel that the case analysis in this newspaper is so detailed...why does it even include my name?"

Having said that, the faces of the two men present turned cold.

Carl came over, wanting to sit beside Liz.But the sofa in Martha's living room is a two-seater, and Karl is not small, so the sofa obviously cannot fit.He glanced casually from Clark's stupid face, and then sat down on the wooden shelf next to the sofa.

He turned sideways and glanced at the contents of the newspaper.

"A reporter who wants to become famous with a serial murder case." Carl said coldly, "I don't know that my own weakness can't fill that ambition at all!"

Clark seemed to hear something from Carl's words. He stared at Carl with a bad expression and said, "I don't deny the reporter's ambition, but what most reporters want to do when digging for news is to maintain and restore the truth, Lex This report did violate the rights and interests of victims to some extent, but this is not something we have the right to judge."

"Oh." Carl gave Clark a sarcastic sneer: "Naive!"

Although he has the same face as himself (Clark's vision can penetrate Carl's disguise), why is his personality so annoying?Could it be that he is a villain in another parallel world?

Reminiscent of Carl's series of behaviors and even his domineering attitude towards Liz, Clark felt that he had guessed the truth.

Liz didn't care about these two people. After seeing the fight between these two people yesterday, Liz was relieved. Obviously, Carl and Clark were evenly matched. As long as Clark didn't have to worry about his life, Liz didn't plan to care about the two of them anymore. confronted.

In fact, Liz was quite happy to see that arrogant and brutal Carl deflated.

Who let the other party always bully her and her friends.

Live it!

Liz continued to flip through the newspaper. In addition to recording the serial murders and robberies in Kansas Town, this "Daily Newspaper" also had a huge headline page, and a photo of Bruce appeared on it. He stood In a towering building, he smiled and introduced something to everyone.

Liz shifted her gaze from the photo to the text introduction below.This is an interview with Bruce Wayne about a new product from Wayne Technologies.Liz is not interested in technology products, she cares about this Bruce.

She flipped through the newspaper again, and found an introduction to Bruce Wayne under the photo in the lower left corner.

Bruce Wayne, the CEO of the Wayne family, one of the four major family businesses in Gotham City, is in charge of the economic lifeline of the entire Gotham City and has strong financial resources.

"Bruce..." Liz's expression became a little gentle, and her thoughts drifted away at will. She missed them a little, friends in another world far away, and didn't know how Bruce and Barry were doing now.

"Liz, Liz..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Clark's voice, Liz came back to her senses and turned to look at him.

"It's okay, what's the matter with you? Stupid." His eyes fell on the newspaper, and he saw Liz's finger resting on Bruce's photo, a little puzzled: "Do you know him?"

Liz nodded, then shook her head again.

Clark smiled, reached out and nodded Liz's head: "Do you know this or not?"

Carl's eyes darkened, and his sharp gaze fell on Clark's hand, as if he wanted to chop off someone's hand.

Clark didn't give up much, his eyes fixed on Carl.

At this moment, the air suddenly condensed, and the milk glass in Liz's hand burst instantly, and white milk sprayed her all over.

"Sorry, Liz." Clark took out a handkerchief and seemed to help her wipe it.

Carl snorted beside him.

Liz turned to look at Carl.

Facing those beautiful eyes that seemed to be burning, Carl felt a little guilty.He turned his head away, no longer looking at Liz.

"No need to wipe, I'm going to change clothes."

Breakfast is gone, and beautiful dresses are gone.Sure enough, wherever Carl was, she was always in trouble.

Liz sighed, changed into the dress she washed last night, and went downstairs.

But this time, there was an extra man downstairs.

The man in a suit standing at the door seemed to have heard the commotion inside. He looked up and smiled when he saw Liz.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Liz." The visitor greeted Liz with a sexy and magnetic voice.

Stiff outline, sharp eyebrows, and that somewhat pale complexion...

Except without the dark and stern look, he was just like the Bruce she knew.

But, he wasn't the Bruce she knew.

After gaining recognition in her heart, Liz adjusted her expression, raised her head again, and showed a faint smile: "Hello, Mr. Bruce."

"Can I go in?" Bruce said politely to Clark who was blocking the door, "I have something to talk to Miss Liz about."

Seeing Liz's expression, Clark knew that they might really know each other.

He turned sideways and gave way.

"Thank you."

After Bruce approached, Liz noticed something strange.Because he was blocked by Clark before, Liz didn't see the whole picture of Bruce. Now when he looked at him, he found that Bruce was injured. He was holding a cane, his right foot was floating, and he staggered when he walked.

"Are you injured?" Liz hurried up to help, but Carl pulled him away before touching Bruce.

"what are you doing?"

"Just let a man do this kind of heavy work. You can sit down." After speaking, Carl helped Bruce to the sofa.

"Are you okay?" Liz walked to Bruce's side and saw that his body was tense and his expression was abnormal, something seemed wrong.

"It's okay." The sharpness in Bruce's eyes flashed away, and when he looked up again, there was a gentle smile on his face as when he just entered the door. "By the way, haven't you asked this one yet?" Bruce looked at Carl.

"Oh, he's Albert, and he's here for the time being." Although Clark was kind-hearted and simple, it didn't mean he was stupid.When Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, appeared on his remote Kansas farm with injuries, he realized that things were not simple.

Moreover, the other party seemed to be aiming at Liz.

Clark was even more concerned. He had been paying attention to Bruce's movements since he came in.When he saw Albert, who had always been arrogant and rude, actually help, Clark felt incredible. Of course, what happened next was even more unexpected than what Clark expected.

Why did Bruce Wayne appear very nervous after Albert approached him?

What is the relationship between these two people?

Clark was full of doubts.

"Albert?!" Bruce chewed on the name: "Oh, it's the man who disappeared in the warehouse bombing!" When Bruce looked up at Carl again, there was something more in his eyes. "Thank you for your help." The last two words were extremely heavy.

Carl raised his eyebrows, of course he knew what Bruce was implying.Yes, the person who broke his leg in the warehouse was himself.However, fortunately, Bruce was well prepared, otherwise, he would not only be interrupted by one leg.

"You guys know each other too?" Clark looked at the two of them, always feeling that the atmosphere between them was a bit abnormal.

"No." Bruce said.

"Not counting?"

Bruce looked at Clark with a puzzled face, his eyes lingered on his face, and then said meaningfully: "I've seen this face twice."

"This face." Clark touched his face. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his eyes widened. For a moment, his heart beat violently.

"You...!" This time, Clark looked at Bruce with scrutiny and seriousness: "Who are you?"

"Me?" Bruce shrugged and said, "I'm Bruce Wayne." After speaking, Bruce looked at Clark leisurely.He didn't believe it, the other party didn't know the true face of this so-called Albert.Two supermen, one of whom still appears under a false name and a mask, what is the Son of Krypton going to do?

At this moment, Bruce recalled the scene in the warehouse back then. It should be Albert who was full of murderous intent.

At that time, the other party clearly said something under the fury:

"You dare to defy again!"

"Whether it's this world or another world, sure enough, you are you! Bruce Wayne! Damn you!"

again.

Bruce recalled the word, and then thought of the flaw in his words: [This world, another world] Suddenly, a clue connected everything.Clark Kent is still just a small reporter for the Daily Planet, impulsive, but he still has the simplicity and justice of his Kansas farm background.

But Albert in another world (maybe it is a parallel time and space, or the twins left by Krypton in other worlds?) is brutal and vicious, using violence to control violence, using his own abilities to achieve his goals as he pleases.

It seems that things are a little tricky.

He would never allow such an outsider to make trouble in his own world.

Don't dare to be a righteous superman or an unjust superman, sure enough, he still has to be guarded.

Bruce and Clark had a lot of thoughts in their minds, but in reality it only took a few seconds.Carl leaned against the wall with a cold expression, and his eyes did not fall on these two people at all.Instead, he kept staring at the person standing farthest from him.

liz...

The opponent's evasion became more and more obvious, even more untouchable than before in another world.This was not Carl's original intention. He changed his face and tried his best, but he just wanted to start over with Liz.

Originally, he thought that Liz could not accept himself because of Bruce Wayne's instigation. Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with his domination of the world that brought unprecedented peace, Liz's concept made her unable to accept herself like this , then, he can abandon that identity and start over in another world.

It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes. No matter which world it is, there will always be a few people who will come out to disrupt the situation.Maybe God just can't understand him and doesn't want him to get what he wants.

On Titan, it's Thanos.

Here, it's Clark Kent.Now, there is one more Bruce Wayne.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Karl's eyes resurfaced again.

When Liz met his cold eyes, she fell into an ice cellar instantly, and some horrible memories resurfaced.

She thought of that cold place again, the time she was imprisoned in the Arctic base.

A sudden ups and downs of heartbeat appeared in Clark's ears. When he came back to his senses, he noticed something wrong with Liz.

"Liz, what's wrong with you?"

Clark stood up, and he came to Liz's side.

At this moment, the girl who was still smiling even in the face of the huge trauma was pale and her eyes were terrified.

She trembled, as if seeing something terrible.

Without even thinking about it, Clark hugged her by the waist.

"What are you doing?" Clark looked at Carl who was blocking the door, and said angrily, "Didn't you see that she was unwell? Don't block here, I'm going to take her to the doctor."

"My patience has a limit. Clark Kent!" This time, Carl called out Clark's full name, his voice was cold, and his eyes were burning with anger.

"My patience is limited, Albert!"

Clark showed no sign of weakness.

Liz, who was at the center of the storm between the two, trembled because of the sudden outburst of terrifying murderous intent. She buried her head in Clark's arms, closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around Clark's neck.

And this move made Carl's pupils suddenly shrink.