I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

Am I right?

Rong En!

The latter remained silent for a while.

Ron knew he couldn't keep it a secret for long; even if he didn't say anything, Bruce would find a way to get everything out of Clark.

In the end, he confessed everything to everyone; he and Super Girl Kara had known about it all along.

And the fact that they have maintained close contact with the person who started the current world situation.

These words immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the others, and Bruce spoke on behalf of everyone, expressing their inner thoughts at that moment.

"You are putting all of us, and even the whole world, in danger!"

Rong En also explained his reasons.

"I'm sorry for keeping this from everyone before, but I must put everyone's safety first."

That man was so dangerous that neither Kara nor I were confident we could control him, and perhaps none of us could.

Therefore, we can only reach a temporary agreement with him: not to reveal his existence and not to interfere with his actions.

After speaking, he added:

However, based on our observations,

That man did not have any intention to destroy the world... or any other evil thought.

Perhaps we can try to absorb it…

"No, you are wrong!"

A low shout suddenly rang out in the conference room.

The interruption of Rong En caused everyone to stand up instantly, looking warily at the man who had appeared in the conference room at some unknown time…

"Clark, what are you doing here?"

Bruce's gaze turned serious as he reached for the equipment pouch on his belt, which contained a kryptonite knuckle duster.

Although he knew this wouldn't be of much use to Clark, he didn't have any better options at the moment.

Clark ignored the reactions of the crowd, continuing to stare directly at Ron, and picked up where he left off:

"That person is not what you think!"

He disregarded life, viewed everyone as insignificant, and only cared about himself!

His expression and tone conveyed an extraordinary anger.

Having spent time with Louise, he had long since regained his composure and was calm at this moment.

But that doesn't mean he'll forget everything he suffered and lost because of that person's actions.

He walked towards Rong En, his face extremely gloomy, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop sharply.

"You may have read my memories."

But your judgment of that person is wrong! You were deceived by his pretense!

He's just like me!

His hands were stained with the blood of innocent people!

He's more dangerous than me!

Ron was intimidated by Clark's imposing aura and kept retreating, while the expressions of the others were also uncertain, all ready to fight at any moment...

Whoosh!

A dark figure flashed by and blocked the path between the two.

"Clark, step back!"

He is not your enemy.

Neither do we!

Bruce tried to soften his tone.

Clark hesitated for a moment, then distanced himself and stopped pressing the issue.

He wasn't deliberately looking for trouble; he just couldn't suppress his anger when he heard people talking about that person.

After retreating to the doorway, he looked around, glanced at the superheroes present, and said loudly:

"The reason I joined your alliance is simply to put the world's humanity at ease."

I will not obey your arrangements or orders.

If I ever meet that person, you'd better pray...

I wasn't there at the time!

Having said that, he turned and strode out of the conference room…

Chapter 142 Heterochromatic Eyes

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In the narrow corridor…

A series of rhythmic, heavy thuds echoed, and the chandelier above flickered on and off with each thud.

It felt like a giant hammer had struck everyone's hearts...

Along both sides of the corridor, there was a room at regular intervals, and at the door of each room stood several teenagers dressed in gray uniforms.

They all stared silently in the same direction, not a single person making a sound.

At the end of the corridor was the public restroom, which was also the source of the muffled noise.

Behind the door, a small, thin figure stood with their back to the crowd.

Looking from the back,

She had short, black hair that reached her neck, and was about 1.5 to 1.55 meters tall with a slender figure.

This indicates that she is a girl, and quite young.

At that moment, she was using her right hand to grab a piece of marble sink shard and smash it hard against the humanoid object lying at her feet.

Thud... Thud...!

This was repeated dozens of times, until the person on the ground was so mangled and unrecognizable.

Until the washbasin in my hand shattered into even smaller pieces,

She finally gave up.

Bangdang…

After throwing the blood-soaked stone aside...

She suddenly turned around and looked behind her!

shuh...

Those who had been peeking out from both sides of the corridor quickly retreated back into their rooms.

Their movements were so synchronized, it was as if they had rehearsed beforehand.

The girl slowly turned around, raising her hand to shield her eyes... and then brushed her blood-soaked black hair behind her ear.

A youthful face was revealed.

The first thing that catches the eye is her pair of large, beautiful eyes, as lively and deep as an elf's.

Secondly, she has an appearance that clearly shows both Eastern and Western features.

Besides that, there were her heterochromatic eyes, which were different from ordinary people.

The left eye is gold, and the right eye is blue.

It's stunning at first glance, of course...

If her fair face hadn't been covered in blood.

She glanced back at the dead body on the ground, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground with a contemptuous expression, and turned to walk down the corridor.

As she passed the rooms on either side, the people inside were either huddled under the covers or hiding in corners with their backs to her.

In short, no one dared to look her in the eye.

These teenagers were all 'prisoners' of this secret research facility, created by the military and Luther Corporation under the guise of exploring superhuman abilities.

The same goes for girls.

She walked step by step down the corridor, leaving only a trail of bloody footprints behind her.