[Comprehensive British and American] Aliens must die

"boom--"

With a slight wooden barn sound, Clark fell heavily to the ground.

Lex looked at Clark who was in a coma. At the last moment, he deviated from the entrance of the wooden barn. The bullet grazed Clark's body and shot into the ground. Although the kryptonite radiation still exploded strongly, it only made Clark fall into a coma. will not endanger his life.

Lex casually threw the wooden warehouse aside.

This alien still has great research value, he shouldn't just kill him so easily.

Lex told himself so.

"Messi, send him to the lab."

Lex turned away from Clark.

……

When Clark woke up, he found himself lying on a bed, his wrists and ankles were tightly fixed to the bed by tough straps.

Clark struggled for a while, but found that with his current physical strength, he couldn't break free at all. He could only lie flat on the bed and turn his head to observe the room he was in.

This should be a certain laboratory of Lex, and some instruments in the room have signs belonging to Lex Group.

The entire room was filled with kryptonite radiation, but his feeling was different from before. Although he lost his ability, he didn't feel too much pain. It seemed that the radiation was softer and less aggressive.

Was this what Lex had prepared for him?

He thought he would die, although he had regrets and worries, but he could accept that result calmly.

Now Lex didn't kill him, does this mean that Lex still likes him?That's why I don't want to.

Thinking of this, hope suddenly lit up in Clark's eyes, would he still have a chance to be with Lex...

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came in this room, and he seemed to be forgotten in this silent laboratory.

As time passed, his body gradually began to stiffen. He wanted to move around, but he couldn't because of the physical constraints.

A longing piled up in his body, causing him to struggle involuntarily, but this struggle only left bright red strangle marks on his wrists and ankles.

The unsatisfied longing made Clark's emotions become irritable. He took a deep breath, clutched the sheets tightly with both hands, and tried to suppress the urge to struggle harder.

The room was very quiet, and he could only hear his own heavy breathing. This feeling of isolation from the world prevented him from correctly estimating the time.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Clark suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.Is it Lex?

The irritable emotions in his body suddenly subsided, and Clark turned his head to look in the direction of the door, but only saw a robot.

"Lex, are you there?" Clark was a little disappointed, he looked into the eyes of the robot, not sure that Lexgui would not observe him through the robot.

Clark's question was not answered, the robot silently put the thing in his hand on the table next to him, and then fed him some sweet liquid, which is probably some kind of nutrient, because of the hunger caused by not eating for a long time The feeling is gone.

After the robot finished all this, it left the room, and the whole space fell silent again.

Clark didn't know how long he would be imprisoned, he smiled wryly, is this Lex's punishment for him?

……

In another room, Lex played with a small tube of blood sample in his hand, which he had taken while Clark was unconscious, and he had been studying it intently all day.

He has always been curious about the fact that the Kryptonian's body can efficiently store and convert solar energy, but the blood alone is not enough to achieve research results. He must obtain more materials from Clark.

Bones, muscles, skin, hair... He needs more comprehensive samples.

"Messi, go and get these samples." Lex handed the task to Messi.

However, shortly after Macy walked into the laboratory where Clark was locked up, he couldn't hold back any longer and followed him in.

When Lex walked in, Messi was still getting ready and didn't have time to do it.

"Lex, you're finally willing to see me." When he saw Lex, Clark's originally dim eyes instantly brightened.

Lex looked at the red bloodstains on Clark's limbs, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at Messi calmly, and did not respond to Clark's expectations.

In order not to affect the quality of the experimental materials, Messi did not use anesthesia on Clark, but directly removed a piece of skin on Clark's arm with a scalpel after cleaning.

Lex watched Messi's movements, and quietly clenched his hands behind his back.

Lex looked away as Macy began to cut the muscle tissue, his gaze fixed on Clark's face.

The lack of anesthetic would obviously cause Clark to suffer a lot of pain, but Lex found that Clark only frowned slightly, and there was no negative emotion in his eyes.

Clark just looked at him calmly and trustingly, without anger, resentment, or even resistance.

Clark pressed his lips tightly like that, bearing the hurt he gave him with a pale face.

Messi next to her had already taken the muscle tissue and was taking Clark's phalanx. Her hand was very steady, and she didn't tremble even when cutting the human body.

When he saw Clark's white finger bones exposed, Lex finally couldn't help but stop it.

"That's enough, you don't need to take the rest."

Macy stopped and glanced at Lex, and after suturing Clark's wound, he left the laboratory under Lex's instructions.

"Lex?" Clark was a little puzzled, not understanding why Lex would stop Messi.

He knew that Messi did this to take some tissue from him for research, he didn't care too much about it, he believed that Lex would not use his body to do bad things, and this pain was still in his body Within the tolerance range, this is at least easier to bear than the previous endless waiting without knowing when it will end.

"Are you trying to make me feel unbearable?" Lex looked at Clark and said coldly. "I won't be fooled."

"..." Then why did you ask Messi to stop? A smile flashed in Clark's eyes.

Seeing the smile in Clark's eyes, Lex's expression became even colder. He stared at Clark for a long time until the other party looked away uncomfortably.

"You guessed it right, I really don't want to hurt Clark, after all he is the one I like." Lex said softly with downcast eyes.

In the contest between reason and emotion, emotion finally prevailed.

From the moment he knew that Superman was Clark, his original determination to get rid of Superman began to waver.When he gave up killing Clark, he knew that he really liked Clark, not just possessive.

"But, you also know that I hate Superman." Lex walked to Clark, leaned over and touched Clark's face.

Lex's fingers were cold, making Clark's body tremble involuntarily. What Lex said before made him feel joy, but now Lex gave him an urge to run away.

"If you remove the part of your body that belongs to Superman, you will completely belong to my little reporter." Lex lowered his head and bit Clark's lips lightly, the emotion in his eyes was obscure.