Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

The throbbing pain from the heart never stopped.

It was slow and deep, as if someone had stabbed his hand deep into his chest, carefully and roughly ravaging the fragile flesh, squeezing and crushing it, letting the flesh and blood scatter, and stuffing another heart into him chest.

The stuffed heart may have just been pulled from the freezer.

Its blood vessels and valves were all frozen, and Karl didn't feel its beating.

Maybe it's just a show.

Maybe he can survive without a heart.

"You shouldn't have brought them in," Superman said in a low voice. "It's just about the two of us, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Carl personally brought Lex over to Academy X, and he personally introduced Professor X and Hank to Lex.

They walked through the banquet, taking the meals and feeding them to each other. When the crowd was the most noisy, they hid under the flower stand and kissed.

It was dusk, and the sky in New York was covered with a layer of red mist, like a tulle woven by burning flames swaying in the blue sky... Carl can even remember Lex's tongue as intoxicating as champagne at that time, and the flower Red flowers drooping from their heads.

How romantic everything was at that time, but now it seems that the red flower is just like a drop of blood that is about to fall.

shocking.

Karl didn't believe that Lex's plan against mutants was so simple and rude, knowing that Superman was equivalent to Karl.Before Al, Lex was preparing various records based on Superman's actions to help mutants.

But he also knew why Lex would choose what he did now.

He really hated himself for knowing.

There is such a wicked man in this world-he has a whole arsenal, but he kills with only that ornamental jeweled knife you gave him.

Lex.That's what Luther was, no doubt about it.

Lex let out a physiological cough in Carl's palm that was tightened more and more because of the rage, his face was already quite ugly due to difficulty breathing, but he himself didn't seem to mind the state that life and death were completely controlled by another person, A provocative smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"You won't kill me," Lex's eyes seemed to say.

Was he bluffing or did he really think so?Superman stared at him blankly, and after half a minute, Superman relaxed his hand.

Is it because Lex was strangled too hard by him, in order to prevent himself from accidentally killing the other party because of his emotional instability, or did he hope that Lex would give some explanation for this?

No one knows what Superman thinks, and even Lex can't figure out Superman in this state.

"You think too highly of yourself, why should I do these things for you?" Lex struggled hard, and he swore that he had used all his strength, but the person who restrained him was Superman, so he violently Struggling didn't even shake the hand that picked him up a bit.

This fact distorted Lex's expression, and he gave up struggling, not wanting to make the scene more ugly.

Although being held by Superman now does not make the scene easy to see where to go.

His hand naturally dropped, and he did something. Superman took two steps back sharply, just in time to avoid five small bombs coming straight at his back. After being dodged by him, those dangerous explosives fell on the ground. There was a beeping sound in a corner of the office.

Superman froze for a brief moment, so short that humans couldn't see that he was stunned.

When Lex regained consciousness again, he was already standing steadily on the ground, Superman was standing in front of him, and the five bombs were nowhere to be found.

"There are other researchers working in your lab, Luthor. I always knew you couldn't be considered a good person, but you at least knew how to protect your subordinates before, and I didn't expect you to be so..." Superman slowly Say, "Shameless."

When he said the last word, he actually showed a slight discomfort, as if even saying this word would make him uncomfortable.

As if he really valued man-made morals, Lex thought sarcastically.

"Whatever you say." He straightened his neckline, his tone neither yin nor yang.

The bow tie had been torn out of shape by Superman's rough movement, and strangled across his throat over his shirt, which had a button snapped off.After tidying up the tie, Lex groped for a while before realizing that the collar couldn't be fastened, so he frowned and roughly pulled off the tie, and put it on the desk.

Superman just stood aside and watched his movements without interjecting.

Lex was a little surprised that this impulsive guy came back to his senses in such a short period of time, and he was a little disappointed to find that Superman had changed back to the way he had just knocked on the door and walked in, smooth, calm, and calm, as if everything was in order He's in control.

They talked to each other like old friends who had known each other for a long time, and the tension that was just half a minute ago seemed to have never happened at all.

Lex.Luther can calmly talk to his mortal enemy because of acting skills and ruthlessness, so what about Superman?

And how can Superman have such a friendly conversation with a human being, a vile and cruel villain who has been trying to kill him from beginning to end?

All traces of emotional fluctuations on that perfect face disappeared, and in Lex.In front of Luther, he turned back into the superman who always said little and gradually stopped defending himself.

He asked the same question he had asked in the beginning:

"What do you need me to do here, Luther? I don't think you can be kind enough to tell me about the hidden dangers you have planted among the mutants—although you have enough confidence in your reagents, you are generously gifted with such The news is still not your style."

"Who knows," Lex said slyly. "Maybe I just want to know your current status."

"Your satellites don't stop monitoring me for a day, and your dark lines scattered all over the world, I guess, won't stop reporting to you the information related to me. Maybe you have done some tricks on the Internet, All the news about me is captured and classified by some of your clever little programs." Superman said flatly, "But these are nothing. Your paranoia may be so serious that you have to meet me to do it It’s impossible to judge.”

The tone is not heavy, but for a person like Superman whose every word can be printed on the wall as a decoration, this passage is already very obvious mockery.

Lex laughed at the taunt.He didn't look irritated in the slightest, even quite amused.

Perhaps for him, any situation that proves that Superman isn't "perfect" is worth a smile.

None of them mentioned the mutant thing, Lex left a dead end, and Superman can only do his best to deal with it.

"Before I came to see you, I saved a boy," said Superman. "I was going to come straight to you, but I wasted a little time trying to save him."

"That's a pity." Lexpi replied with a half-smile, "Why don't you forget those who are suffering right now? Why don't you forget those cries for help directed at you? I hope you can pay more attention to On me. I want your full attention on me, and that's what I'm here for you, Superman. You can't be in two places that need you at the same time."

That statement is a complete tacit acknowledgment that he's always doing everything he can to distract Superman from various rescues, and Superman isn't surprised by that.

This is Lex's usual tactic, always doing small things, and the end result will be very insidious.

"...Maybe you wish to plant a seed of resentment in the hearts of those who long to be saved, that they will resent me when they call on me but cannot be saved. The accumulation will add up, and sooner or later those resentments will be of use to you." Superman Shaking his head slightly, "I admit that your scheme is quite effective, but I believe that there are more people in the world who are sober, and they know that Superman cannot be omnipotent."

Most people are of course easily incited and fooled, all it takes is a little power and a little skill to do it, and Carl long ago would indeed have suffered from the suspicion and callousness.

……Now?

He'd learned to live with that pain, and he even thought he finally understood why Clark was insisting on these behaviors.

"After all these years, Superman, you are still so naive and unreasonable."

The revelation of the conspiracy did not deal a blow to Lex. He knew that the erosion of Superman's reputation would take a very long time, and he never lacked patience. The seeds of it grow gradually, and that is when the fruit is harvested.

"Maybe I'm being naive," Superman replied quietly, "but I've always insisted on..."

The lingering sound of the words disappeared on the tip of his tongue, and it was rare for Lex to see Superman showing a dazed look.

Perhaps the concepts and thoughts shown by Superman are really too idealized, and on such an idealized road, there will indeed be many obstacles and ridicules, and even sarcasm and scolding.

Karl has never seen it clearly.

There are plenty of people who will put up obstacles for him, not even out of malice, but more out of a sense of desperation that they are about to see a good human being polluted and destroyed by the dark side of the world.They are so angry at this despair that they are so angry that their reason is swallowed up by the ending they imagined, and they do some bad things that ordinary people can't understand.

But no matter what others say, no matter what others do, always insist on yourself.

"You can't change the world by yourself, Superman.

"I never wanted to change the world, but I never wanted to be changed by it."

"...I need you to come here to meet me in order to kill you."

Lex's tone was not so much determined, it was more like swearing and swearing through gritted teeth, with that kind of stupid youthful spirit and inexplicable feelings.

The first rays of morning light left sparkling ripples on Superman's smooth skin, and a full sun gradually rose in those calm blue eyes.

In the beautiful morning light of the Metropolis, he responded to his old enemy:

"I know, Lex."

But maybe.

Maybe……