[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

Atal finally caught up with Connor. Although the other party didn't say anything, Atal somehow felt angry.

Now, in his mind, Connor is not only a dependable elder brother, but also a peer with many lovely shining points.

So he took a sneak peek at Connor, but Connor quickly caught it, so he chased his gaze back.

"Your room is messy..." Connor said, more than a little bit messy, he was using euphemistic words, "Kryptonian power is out of control?"

"Well..." Attar replied, Connor was right, "I feel more than that."

He thought of the reagent that Chris gave him, it probably really suppressed a part of his consciousness that was about to move, but correspondingly, it released a part of his body that belonged to Krypton.

That's why he couldn't control his strength when he woke up this morning, making the room look like a strong wind passed through.

Connor was lost in thought, and his tone slowed down: "I will find a way."

Atal just wanted to say "Lionel will help me", but thought that the opponent's current camp is still on Lex's side, so he chose to swallow his words, but even so, it still attracted Connor's indifference. a glance.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Connor asked as he lowered his head and twisted the water on his sleeve, his blond hair drooping, "There's no need to hesitate to speak in front of me."

At this time, Roy's arm hooked Connor's shoulder, he strangled his neck, and leaned into his ear to say something.

"...The plan has been cancelled, fool." Connor reached out and patted Roy's red-haired head, and replied, "Before this, we didn't expect so many things to happen, so Atal can't reveal his appearance. "

"Why?" Attar asked, he turned his head to look at Connor, "Didn't it be agreed that I..."

Connor broke free from Roy's restraints, and put his fingers on Atar's forehead, and the latter was instantly silenced by this action.

Then, Connor leaned over slightly, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are also a fool, last night you and Konstantin revealed your true colors, if it is revealed, this will no longer be Something that can be easily extinguished."

...It really is Detective Connor, he also knows these things.

Atal smiled awkwardly at him, then handed back the arrow in his hand to Connor.

Connor opened the distance between them, took the arrow and put it back into the quiver, and said, "This is not an example."

They had already entered the Quinn Manor, and Leisa had been waiting for the three young masters for a long time.

She walked up to Atar first and said, "Master, I have asked the servant to take off your suit and sent it to the room."

"Oh, yes." Atal responded repeatedly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Leisa has been the housekeeper of the Quinn Manor for many years, so they treat her more like a family member.

Connor went up to kiss her face to face, then distanced himself and asked, "Where's Oliver?"

When I got up this afternoon, I didn't see him anymore.

"Master has already taken Madam to do styling in advance." Leisa said with a smile, "Madam came back this morning."

"...Dinah?" Connor was surprised.

"Oh, that was such a surprise." Roy walked into the Quinn Manor a few steps behind, he hooked Jason, "I feel much better with the mistress of this manor, because then Oliver will stick to it." Dinah's side is like a revolving planet."

Roy stuck out his tongue and made a childish grimace, making no secret of his disdain for Oliver's love brain.

Jason didn't say anything, but Connor seemed relieved, with a smile in his eyes, he threw the bow and arrow on the sofa, and lay down.

However, within a moment, he got up and stood beside Roy.

"Did she tell you not to tell us?" He asked the housekeeper, complained slightly, "She must want to see me make a fool of myself and show a silly expression."

Oliver and Black Canary Dinah have been together for a long time.

Dinah is the hostess of this manor, the object of Oliver's deep love, and at the same time, she is at the top of the Green Arrow's food chain without any suspense.

Unlike Oliver, Dinah is a straightforward, yet tender and proud woman who is worthy of admiration from the bottom of her heart, so both Roy and Connor like her very much.

Especially Connor, because it meant he wouldn't be so tired, and Dinah would take over some of the business.

While they were talking, Atar searched around the living room, but didn't see Peter, guessing whether the other party had returned to his room.

"Master Atal, I have packed the room on the right side of the second floor for you. Before your room is renovated and returned, you can rest there."

"Okay, thank you." Attar said, he walked towards the stairs, and began to imagine the image of Oliver's lover in his mind, "What time do we leave?"

Because he lost a piece of memory, Dinah was a complete stranger to him, so he still had some expectations.

"Well, five o'clock." Connor glanced at the time on his wrist, and said to Attar, "We're going to do a look...don't look at me, Roy, it's necessary, don't try to dress inappropriately I lost face at the banquet, yes, it means you."

Roy stuck out his tongue quietly, turned his head and slandered Jason in a low voice: "Pretend, we won't attend together."

Their identities are rather special, so this time, as before, Connor and Atal attended at the same time, and then Roy and Jason followed up to avoid those reporters with many eyes and eyes, and only responsible for eating and drinking at the banquet. Socializing is left to Connor.

But it was a pity that Connor caught a glimpse of his small movements from the corner of his eye. He mercilessly reached out and hit Roy on the back of the head, knocking Roy directly onto the sofa.

Jason couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away. Roy was stunned for a second, and then quickly got up.

"Connor—"

Before the quarrel between Roy and Connor broke out, Atal had already smirked, ran up the stairs on his sneakers, and hurried back to his new room.

……

……

The hour hand pointed to seven o'clock.

For many, however, this is just the start of the night.

The night in Star City is very deep, like a canvas splashed with pure black paint, dotted with reflective broken diamonds, it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, shrouded in the heads of everyone, stretching their bodies silently and gracefully, watching it citizens.

Several towering buildings of the Quinn Group are the landmarks of Star City.

For many people, the Quinn Group is a daunting monster. No Star City person would imagine what it would be like to be a member of the Quinn Group. After all, wealth and rights are the eternal pursuit of human beings. And the Quinns had both.

In Star City, the word "Quinn" is more effective than any other words.

All kinds of media with cameras were crowded outside the red carpet, bodyguards with guns blocked a wide road, every luxury car stopped, there would be a wave of excitement, and everyone who came to participate was a big shot in Star City— —

Not only that, the stars of Gotham and Metropolis also came to the scene.

The young reporter Clark was squeezed by the woman next to him. He wore old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and held a notebook and matching ballpoint pen in his hand.

He was a little distracted, but he still didn't get knocked back by the woman, and finally came back to his senses, quickly pretended to stagger, and then supported the lady.

The other party raised his head and looked at Clark, thanking him for supporting him: "Which daily newspaper are you from?"

"Me?...Metropolis, Daily Planet." Clark pushed his glasses uncomfortably, and asked politely, "What about you?"

"I'm from Star City, Star Newspaper." The reporter raised his ID to him and said familiarly, "I'm here to interview the Quinns. I really hope they will give me a chance to squeeze in later."

Clark smiled awkwardly: "I mainly interview President Lex."

"Ha, you're a celebrity in Metropolis, right?" the female reporter said, "I heard that he will bring his adopted son to attend. Are you here for the news?"

"...Adopted, adopted son?" Clark was taken aback by the information revealed in this sentence, and he asked in confusion, "Wait a minute, when did he have an adopted son?"

In fact, these had nothing to do with Clark, but for some reason, he immediately felt a sense of uneasiness, rushing through his body like lightning, arousing Clark's danger prediction radar, as if this was the means by which Lex was waiting for him here.

He must have prepared a surprise for him.

To be honest, he is indeed a little sensitive now, and he hasn't recovered from the dream last night.

...about a child.

"How do I know? This is the first time the other party has shown up." The female reporter gave him a puzzled look, "Isn't that a celebrity in your metropolis? Why don't you know?"

Clark was about to say something, but the crowd caused commotion again, the flashing lights kept going off, and some celebrity appeared on the stage, and Clark could see that it was a pure black stretch luxury car driving into the security line.

Look again, the female reporter has already squeezed to the front, Clark looked over in confusion.

"Connor—" the reporters yelled, "how do you explain the recent illegal occupation of land by Quinn Enterprises?"

"I heard that after the enterprise 'Red Ship Project' was closed, many people in Star City lost their jobs. Do you have anything to say about this?"

Clark frowned, he knew that Quinn Enterprises was Green Arrow's company.

A beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes got out of the car. He was probably Connor called by the media. He straightened the bow tie of his suit, and then pulled another teenager with black hair. Bu intends to walk down the red carpet.

Clark's gaze rested on Connor for a few seconds, then he looked away and landed on the black-haired boy, slightly taken aback.

...his profile gave Clark an all-too-familiar feeling.

However, when Clark looked again, the other party was no longer the person he thought, which was really strange.

Did he miss it?

Clark stared at the other party suspiciously, his eyes fixed, and he forgot to look away for a while.

At this moment, a luxury car stopped in front of the red carpet again, and a young woman got out of the car.

This Middle Eastern woman who suddenly appeared was dressed in a dark green slit gown, her black hair was slightly curly, her skin was a healthy and charming wheat color, and her sharp eyes revealed some sexy and deadly tension. When she appeared, all the media cameras watched The flash seemed to flicker.

As she walked the red carpet, the necklace inlaid with emeralds around her neck was shining, and her graceful curves flowed like water.

Then, she brushed her pure black hair unintentionally.

Clark's body froze, his body swayed, his strength was drained, and he almost lost his footing and fell into the crowd.

He looked up weakly at the neck of this Middle Eastern woman who appeared suddenly, his eyes widened belatedly.

That's not emerald at all—

That's kryptonite.

Who is she?

There was a commotion on the red carpet in front of him. Clark looked over with difficulty, and found that Connor was supporting the black-haired boy lying in his arms, with an anxious expression on his face, as if he didn't understand why the other party was like this suddenly, and he was good at poking him. forehead.

But the Middle Eastern woman walked past them gracefully with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes turned around the black-haired boy as if nothing.

Now, two doubts filled Clark's mind.

First, who is this woman with kryptonite.

second……

Why did this boy with his familiar profile respond to kryptonite like him?