[Superman] The villain brother is too stealthy

In fact, Angela never thought that one day she would need Barry Allen to comfort her.This matter sounded like a joke at first, but it was the truth. She was sitting on her beanbag sofa, looking at Barry who was pouring tea for her, she sneered and didn't say anything.

"I don't think you really need someone to comfort you." Barry sat across from her and smiled.

Angela raised her eyebrows, but still didn't speak.

"I don't know if that's the right thing to say, but you know exactly what you're doing, and you know you're not doing it right. The only reason you're arguing with Felicity is because... Felicity mentioned Mr. Constantine." Barry leaned forward, straightened his chin with both hands, with a faint smile on his face, "You know, you make me feel like I want a younger sister."

Angela finally laughed out loud, as if listening to a great joke: "You'd better not tell John this."

"Of course not." Barry took a sip of the tea in front of him and continued, "So... what are your plans?"

"I didn't have any plans." Angela shrugged, "I have to admit, I lost control at that moment. Maybe in your opinion, I shouldn't lose control, but... to some extent, I really wanted to kill killed him."

"So...?" Barry raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to tell me that you won't show mercy at the last moment?"

"I don't kill people." Angela smiled helplessly, "The teacher said that my talent in magic is too strong, especially black magic, so the first training I received was not magic training, but self-cultivation. Control. Honestly, I haven't killed a single demon."

"I believe in the former." The arc on Barry's face became wider, "Well, no matter what, I never doubted you, and you never doubted me, so we are even."

"OK... let's get this over with, have you mentioned that to Dr. Wells? You know, about coming to my house." Angela changed the subject, leaned back, and crossed her legs Together, "About this, I don't think I can help you."

"Oh... I think Harrison likes you a little bit more, can't you really say this for me?"

"Does not."

Angela stood up with a smile: "I'm a little hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"can you cook?"

"Otherwise, how do you think I lived so long? Don't be funny, or do you think John can cook?" Angela rolled her eyes and walked into the kitchen, "I make the best pasta, you want How many servings?"

"...I'm afraid it needs ten servings. I'll go buy the materials." Barry also stood up, "I'll go prepare."

"She cooks Barry Allen spaghetti. I'm going to kill Barry Allen."

Eduardo, who was standing in the kitchen, felt that since Mark monitored Gabriel's home, frequent convulsions had become the norm, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

Seriously, Mark, don't you think it's useless for you to say something like this in a declarative tone without expression?

Metropolis, Luther Manor.

After learning of Gabriel's whereabouts, the entire Luthor Manor was in a state of joy that hadn't been seen for many years.Just in time for the end of summer vacation, Claire went straight to Gotham to pick Connor home.

"Did something happen at home?" When he entered the house, he found that there were yellow roses in the crystal vase in the dining room. This was a flower that hadn't appeared at home since he could remember. "Wait, let me think about it, you found Aunt Gabriel, right?"

"Our Connor is really smart." Claire put her son on the ground and knelt down, "But your aunt doesn't remember us, so we have to be careful. So...don't bother your Uncle Mark for now, he is looking for your aunt. "

"...I'm going there on the weekend." Connor grinned and bargained with his mother, "I'm quite curious about Aunt Gabriel, except I know that her personality is similar to mine. Godfather said that my aunt's personality is just..."

"It's a bear." Lex's voice came from the stairs, drawing the attention of the mother and son at the door to him, "Your Uncle Mark will stay there for a while, so you can go directly on the weekend, If you have time. But you can’t show yourself. You have to be Conor Luthor, not Con-Air.”

"I know, I know, for their weak nerves~ As long as my uncle doesn't tell me to fly out secretly to buy him a Red Bull~ I will be a good boy~" Connor floated over and gave his father a kiss on the cheek, "So my aunt likes it the most. I want to bring a bunch of yellow roses there!" Connor drew a circle as big as possible with his hands, "Ask Allen to put it in the car, and I will go there with Allen~"

"You will go there with Macy, Alan has to take care of the family." Lex kissed his son's cheek back, "Our family can't hire other servants."

"Okay..." Messi is not easy to bribe... Connor held his chin, feeling a little stressed.

"I think you will think... Macy is easier to bribe." Mrs. Kent's voice was a little smiling.Connor immediately turned around and floated over, "I'm not trying to bribe Alan!" He raised his little fist and tried hard to prove his innocence.

Mrs. Kent smiled and gave Connor a kiss on the cheek: "Okay, okay, you don't want to bribe Alan. Tell me before you go, I will prepare apple pie, and Gabriel likes to eat this too."

"Yeah." Connor nodded again and again: "I know. But I think I'm going to be a little emotional. After you know that Aunt Gabriel has been found, you don't love me at all!"

"Then I think, since I don't love you anymore, can I cancel the trip to the amusement park this afternoon?" Lex said with a deep smile in his voice.

"Don't, don't, don't! Dad, Dad, I knew you loved me the most ~ we must go to the amusement park today, okay?" Connor looked at his father miserable, with very innocent eyes, "Well... I I will go there with your love for Aunt Gabriel~or I will speak ill of you to Aunt Gabriel~"

"Have you learned how to threaten me?"

"The godfather is a good teacher~" Connor would not take the blame himself!And this is really taught by the godfather~ He even saw the godfather wearing a bat suit and scaring the crap out of those criminals~ Although he always refused to let himself follow...

Lex figured he'd have to find time to talk to Bruce Wayne about... oh no, Mr. Batman about homeschooling.

Resignedly pressing his temples, he exchanged glances with his wife: "I think we should be ready for dinner."

"With all due respect, Master Lex, you can't always be a proper parent." Alan's voice was still emotionless, "But you are right, you can start dinner."

Mrs. Kent said that every time she saw Allen satirizing Lex, there was always a kind of inexplicable cuteness in it.

"OK, I'm a little hungry too." She always wants to give the children some face, as a parent, isn't she?Even her daughter has become a superhero, and her son-in-law is already on the top of the Forbes list... Although she always can't make a good estimate of her son-in-law's assets.

Dinner is a very homely meal, and Mrs. Kent is very grateful for it—Lex has finally learned not to entertain his family at the dinner level: "Alan's cooking is better."

"But I still think your cooking skills are better." Lex smiled, "Are you really unwilling to move in and live at home? I can... you know, let Alan take care of you."

"I don't think Macy alone can take care of such a big house, not to mention that she needs to be your assistant." Mrs. Kent smiled - this is not the first time she has refused this matter, " And I think . . . you do need some time to talk to your father, Lex."

For a moment, even Claire restrained his smile: "Mom."

"Lex, if you hate your father, no one should hate him more than me. After all, I lost Jonathan because of him. But he died after Zod came and was possessed by Jor-El. It has changed, and you have to be aware of it, and you can't even tell him that...Gabriel has been found."

"I can't." Although Lex still maintained a smile, but it had become cold, "I can't risk Gabriel."

"Lex, that's enough." Claire frowned, "I will meet Mr. Luthor with Connor tomorrow morning, I promise, I know what to say and what not to say, and Connor knows too ,Right?"

Connor nodded vigorously, not daring to speak.

"Claire..."

"We can't escape this problem, can we?" She pressed a kiss on her husband's lips at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and returned to her seat, "I'll take care of it."

Lex finally reluctantly agreed, nodded: "But I have to keep watching."

"OK, OK, you will hear it through the communicator." Claire raised her hands, indicating that she also took a step back.

Connor silently covered his eyes——Mom, did you forget that I can see what you do?Even if you can't see clearly.So why do I like The Godfather's House?You won't be blinded every day, you know?Finally someone can be blinded with me Do you know how excited I am?

I have never expected my aunt to be single so much.

Well, as an ordinary person, Mrs. Kent doesn't know what happened, but seeing the unbearable look on Connor's face, she roughly understands that her daughter and son-in-law are unreliable-seriously, Connor is like this When he was a little older, you let him know so much. How do you live in daily life, my dears?

Suddenly there was an urge to take Connor away - after all, Mark didn't seem like a good candidate to take care of the child, even with Eduardo...

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PS: Here is a supplement to the plot of "Smallville". Jor-El once possessed Lionel Luthor and once made him good, but throwing can't change the ending of his final death.However, because he was pushed down the stairs and fell to death after being blackened by Lex, this paragraph was missing when Lex was not blackened. After being taken away from the company, he was still alive and played the role of Jo-El messenger.

The internship is finally over, and the exam is about to begin, hmm.