Superman is my primary school classmate

"Hey, hey, didn't I tell you not to mess with him and stay away from him earlier."

Dom never expected that he had kicked such an iron plate, and he still didn't show it on the face, and said fiercely, "I remember you." He had already walked quickly to the stool farthest from Magneto and sat down. .

"This is my seat." Someone yelled dissatisfied.

"What's yours and mine, it's Lao Tzu's now."

Magneto knew very well the characteristics of human beings seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, so he snorted coldly, but no one dared to say a word again, his mouth was firmly glued, his eyes flicked left and right when he found something, and then he stared at it. put.

He just shook his head slightly, and everyone started to tremble with fear.

They're all rubbish.

In fact, Magneto thought about it carefully later, and the cooperation between him and Lex was supposed to be more beneficial to the other party, and now he really has to become Lex's shield.

This group of ordinary-looking people are said to be mercenaries who lick blood with the tip of their knives and roll in the hail of bullets. They have experienced hundreds of battles and rich experience. , without any danger, and even the warm-up preparation in advance is unnecessary.

Fighting side by side with this group of people is his own humiliation. Magneto questioned why these people were sent by Lex. In the mutant experiments he secretly conducted, there were hundreds of test subjects. Ridiculous - "Of course not, they want to serve the government, how can they do such a thing?"

Rubbish.

Magneto looked at the group of people with contempt, he didn't want to tell them what was going to happen.

Within a hundred and ten kilometers of the destination, it was a battle with two mutants and a man who liked to wear an iron helmet. No matter how experienced a mercenary was, it was of no use in the face of a more powerful decisive force.

Magneto took a good rest, closed his eyes and rested his mind, always preparing for the upcoming conflict.

"Hey, wake up."

"Well……",

Parker was awakened drowsily by Tony patting his head. He was so sleepy just now, he threw his face into the keyboard and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Boy, go wash your face."

Parker responded immediately, and walked into the toilet staggeringly.

"what--!"

"What's the matter?!" Tony kicked his feet, manipulated the chair to slide towards the toilet, and asked, "What happened?"

"No, no, nothing!" Parker touched his distorted face in shock, "The water is just a little cold."

Parker, who insisted on being on the post even in the toilet, was taken aback, raised his hand in embarrassment and pretended nothing happened, "...Hi?"

The bodyguard didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see Parker at all.

Parker also complied with the current situation, quickly washed away the eye mucus and saliva on his face, and slipped out as if fleeing, not even looking at the bodyguard who was sitting on the toilet and took off his pants.

The bodyguard in sunglasses was heartbroken, and said that please close the door carefully, the wind was a bit strong, and the hair on his legs was a bit cold...

Parker quickly threw himself into a series of calculation simulation exercises. Tony, who was sitting at the next table, was an elite fan who had lost all his prestige in front of others. He wore glasses and messy hair, his coat was casually tied around his waist, and his face was haggard. .

It had been several days that Tony hadn't had a good night's sleep, his eyes were bloodshot, he was obviously sleepy but he still didn't want to rest.

Parker volunteered to help, but it didn't really help him much. Tony was also afraid that he would not grow taller if he didn't get enough sleep, and it was all up to him.

"Is there something wrong with this string of numbers?"

Tony chewed his pen and got stuck on the last step of the program calculation. Parker stared at a piece of the screen and drew a circle with his hand, "Here—and here, the formula should be reversed and brought into the budget value—take The difference in the middle - not the sum..."

Parker's perplexed proposal made Tony straighten out all his thoughts at once, and overjoyed, he took Parker's shoulders and rubbed his head vigorously in his arms.

Tony held Parker's face and kissed him hard on the forehead, "That's amazing, you are simply a genius."

Shocked by his actions, Parker's dizzy head could no longer listen to anything, and he could only smile silly.

"Very good." Tony recalculated the value and imported it to let it calculate automatically. He had a familiar look on Parker's face, and he was extremely proud. "We'll just wait and see the result."

Smallville is a bit empty, and the night here is particularly long. After dark, the shops in the center of the town begin to close one by one, leaving only the bar and the convenience store standing still. Pedestrians are in a hurry, facing the cold The cold wind rushes on the way home.

Sean is already lying on his soft bed at this moment, and everything in the room seems to have not changed. The posters on the wall and the computer games listed on the table are all exactly the same as they were originally placed, as if he has never left.

Anna also knocked on the door worriedly, "Go to bed early, don't play games."

"Know it."

Sean buried his head in the pillow in response.

The drowsy drowsiness hit, but someone knocked on the door and woke Sean up, "Grandma——I'm already asleep..."

"Sean, haven't you slept yet, it's me."

Laura?

"Not yet, come in." Sean fumbled to turn on the light.

Laura looked like she was going to sleep in a nightgown, and Sean thought, "Is it Dad's body?"

"No, Brandy is fine and has fallen asleep." Laura explained to Sean not to worry, "I just couldn't sleep and came to see you."

"Oh, mom, you've been worrying too much lately, and it's annoying." Sean yawned, rubbing his eyes and leaning against the head of the bed, "It's a big deal, I'm still here. I'm your son, He is also a member of the Kanav family, you can tell me if you have any questions, and I will help you."

Sean saw Laura looking at him with indescribable eyes and touching his cheek.

He couldn't help flinching, and muttered, "Mom, I'm already this old, stop touching it, I'm sorry."

"What's the big deal?" Laura seemed to tap Sean's forehead, "Even if you're seventy or eighty, you're still my child. What's wrong with my child? I can't touch the one I gave birth to myself?"

"Go, go, go."

Sean tried to please Ms. Laura again and again, but he didn't know why Laura became sentimental in the middle of the night, "Touch, touch, my son is so handsome, of course you have to touch it well, or you will suffer a lot."

"It's your poor mouth."

Laura's eyes are loving, and Sean has grown into a healthy appearance. From the perspective of everyone in the family, this is the best hope, "It would be great if we could continue like this forever."

Tony's intervention was a throwing stone, which caused ripples on the surface of the calm lake, and the waves would become bigger and bigger, and one day it would eventually become a whirlpool, mercilessly swallowing all those related to it.

At that time, they can still be the same as now.

"What nonsense?" Sean smiled, "Of course."

But in the next second, Sean couldn't laugh anymore.

The bullet flew in from the window with the sound of the airflow, and hit Laura's shoulder, only made a "flutter" sound, and then shot across the wall, leaving dot marks.

Everything happened so suddenly, it was unsuspecting.

"Laura..."

After being stopped by her son, Laura still hadn't recovered from it. She only felt a pain in her shoulders, her brows were frowning, and there was some gurgling fluid left in the bloody wound on the oblique lower part of her collarbone.

After being hit, Laura felt dizzy in front of her eyes. She reached out and wiped the wet part of her clothes. Looking under the light, it was red.

The continuous shooting hardly gave Sean any respite. He supported Laura's shoulders to let her hide behind the window, and crawled towards the door by himself.

Ethan was chewing gum and lying on the water tower. All kinds of firearms were piled up around him. The sniper rifle in front of him burst out of shell casings. He was in the fifth year of being a mercenary. , shot and killed a full 67 people, none of them failed, and all shots were fired.

The two people running around holding each other in the scope became the butt of his jokes, "Come on, this is just an appetizer."

The crosshairs moved precisely to Sean's exposed ankle, "Next—bang!"

Ethan imitated the sound of gunshots with his mouth, but the imaginary splash of blood did not appear. Sean's figure flashed and he was already hiding behind the closet.

He frowned, in disbelief, could this man be faster than his own bullet?He believed in his marksmanship and never missed a shot.

But no matter how hard I looked in the scope, I couldn't find the two of them.

"Hold!"

Ethan spit out gum in a pooh, cursed, and fired, forcing the two of them to show up.

At this time, Sean's room was in a mess. Brandy and Anna were attracted by the shooting upstairs and anxiously asked if they were safe.

Sean covered Laura's ears and yelled, "Don't come up! We'll find a way to get out! Quick! Call the police!"

Anna's panic-stricken screams made Sean's heart beat faster. He had to be distracted from taking care of Laura, who had lost a lot of blood and was unconscious. He just ignored his back and exposed it directly to Ethan's sight. inside.

"I caught your tail." Ethan raised the corners of his mouth, showing his sharp teeth, "Oh, what a pity."

Fingers clasped lightly, the bullets whistling and flying thousands of meters passed through the glass, passed through the curtains, and flew straight towards the heart of Sean's back——

"Clark!"