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Chapter 43: Urgent?
On the Kent farm, Clark drove his truck back home with the cow whose hooves had been repaired.

There was no surveillance equipment nearby, so Clark parked the car and directly picked up the cow.

On the side, Martha asked softly with a smile.

"When Jonathan was still around, I used to argue with him a lot, but you know, Clark, Jonathan loved me dearly, and I loved him too.

So after every quarrel, we would find our own way to forget each other's unhappiness.

At that time, I always liked to put on leather pants and ride a horse to stroll around the flower field. When I passed through the fragrance of flowers, my mood would relax.

And Jonathan, his favorite thing was to trim the guys' hooves, whether it was the horses' hooves or the cows' hooves, and whenever we had a fight, he would always give all the guys in the family a new pair of shoes."

At this point, Martha placed her hands on Clark's broad shoulders.

Holding her son in her arms, Martha continued speaking with great nostalgia.

"Clark, I can sense that you've been very worried lately.

So, I want to introduce Jonathan's way of decompression to you, hoping it can be of some help to you."

"I……"

Hearing his mother's words, Clark was slightly stunned, then lowered his head.

Seeing that Clark's mood was getting worse, Martha seemed to understand something, so she sighed and said.

“Compared to Smallville, our farm is so small.

Compared to the Mets, Smallwell is too small.

Compared with the United States, what is Metropolis? Even Gotham next door has a population of more than 10 million more than Metropolis.

So how could my son only have seen Smallwell compared to the whole world? "

After she finished speaking, Martha put on a bright smile and patted Clark on the back heavily.

"You are an adult and have completed your college studies.

Such a good guy, don't always look for those insignificant odd jobs near home to make a living.

If you don't want to work at the gas station, just quit. I support you in trying your luck out there.

Although mom doesn't have much money, she can still find an old car. There's a Ford in the garage. How about taking it and driving it outside?"

"I'm worried about you being home alone, Martha!"

To be honest, even though Clark was worried about Downton who was about to arrive at Smallwell, at this moment he was moved by Martha's words!
Clark is only 23 years old this year. He has been living in the Metropolis and Smallville for the first half of his life. How could he not want to go out for a walk?

But, as he said, he couldn't feel at ease if he left Martha alone at home!
There are too many dangers in the world. Even though Clark thinks he is the biggest danger in the world, he is afraid that other dangers will come near his mother.

Seeing Clark caring about her, Martha smiled with relief, and then patted Clark's arm.

“What nonsense are you talking about, kid, I’ve been in Smallwell all my life.

Is there any neighbor near our farm who doesn’t know me?
Even though I'm a woman, I'm very good at using a shotgun. Your father taught me himself, and I'm even better than him.

If any foolish thief breaks into our farm, I'll show him what a Kansas cowgirl can do!
When will it be your turn to take care of Mom, Clark?"

"But……"

"No buts, we have agreed that boys need to go out and broaden their horizons.

Think about it carefully. We have plenty of time. Come and tell me your decision when you have made up your mind.

As for now, let me see, well, this vet did a pretty good job trimming the cow's hooves, but it's still not as good as Jonathan's work.

What are you going to have for lunch, beef stew with potatoes, ok?"

"Of course, as long as you do it, Martha."

Clark smiled and hugged his mother, then continued to lead the cows back to their shed.

While leading the cow, Clark looked at Martha's back and pursed his lips worriedly.

I hope that Downton won't bring any trouble to Smallwell, otherwise...

Clark clenched his fists lightly. He would not allow anyone to hurt his mother.

…On the other hand, in the Philharmonic Cafe in Smallwell Town, General Ryan’s intercom rang.

"Report to the General, Donton is driving a stolen Maybach S680 towards Smallwell. He is about fifteen minutes away from the cafe!"

"receive."

After General Ryan responded, he raised his hand and patted Louise on the shoulder.

"Louise!"

General Ryan spoke to her earnestly.

"Believe me, there is no need for you to see him again. The best option is to carry out our original plan!

As long as he reaches the first ambush location outside the town, my men can knock him out directly. Letting him appear in front of you will bring more trouble.

What if he kidnaps you again?
What if he even hurt you?

No matter what happens to you, I can't bear to see your mother again, Louise!"

"But that was my promise, Father!"

Listening to Ryan's words, Louise spoke to him with great determination.

“I know this is selfish, but I really want to do an interview with Downton.

Even though Gotham is the city with the highest crime rate in the United States, there are few criminals as arrogant as Downton...even a little cool!

And he is an Asian, and he may even be an Asian who sneaked into Gotham. From this point of view, his motives are likely to win me the next Pulitzer Prize. Those judges love this kind of news the most!"

"But no award can compare to your safety, Louise!"

General Ryan ruthlessly interrupted Louise and then patted his daughter's shoulder heavily.

"Promise me that you will sit in the café and not go anywhere.

After I catch Donton, I will apply to Congress to give you a chance to visit and interview him, just like the interviews I introduced to you in the past!"

After he finished speaking, General Ryan simply left the cafe and went to the command vehicle with his men.

Looking at a series of surveillance images in the car, General Ryan's eyes were fixed on the speeding S680.

On the other hand, Maybach.

Donton controlled the steering wheel with one hand and used the other hand to open his mobile phone and look at the navigation.

The reason why he was driving was because after he arrived in Metropolis, he drove Bartelle back to Gotham.

Although he didn't care about the so-called trap, Bater would definitely not be able to withstand that kind of trap. After all, that was an army.

Not to mention Battelle, even Batman, who had just debuted, would not have the ability to deal with the regular army on the endless plains.

After driving away Battelle, he found a nice store, tied up the clerk while surrounded by a group of police officers, and then took a shower in the bathroom of the store.

After he changed his clothes, he was killed by the police in Metropolis, whose efficiency and awareness far exceeded those in Gotham.

This time, he landed in a villa in the metropolis.

This Maybach belongs to the owner of the villa. I have to admit that the Maybach is really good to drive. He even wants to drive this car back to Gotham...

boom!
With a dull sound, Donton felt the steering wheel in his hand shaking violently.

The next moment, the nice Maybach started to skid, spun in circles and stopped on the road.

Donton couldn't help but roll his eyes. The tire was flat. Wasn't Ryan's method too old-fashioned?

Will there be a anesthetic bullet stuck in my body as soon as I get off the car?
As he thought about it, Donton opened the car door and got out with his cell phone in hand.

"Guys, you are too impatient...?!!!"

Before he could finish his words, Donton's freshly done hair became fluffy, and he himself was constantly jumping around due to an inexplicable electric current!

At this moment in the command vehicle, after confirming that Downton did not disappear immediately after being controlled by the electric current, General Ryan clenched his fists excitedly!
"The action begins!"

He said excitedly in the communication channel!
Hey, I’m going to test the waters~!
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(End of this chapter)