As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

Chapter 158

"Lex, put the gun down!"

Lionel took a step back and said with a serious expression: "How could I murder my own flesh and blood, and I commissioned Eric to find you!"

"No, you're lying."

Lex clenched the pistol, "I know the purpose of your entrusting Eric, you are just testing him, I am now sure that the whole plane crash was planned by you, you set up the whole situation and put everyone in it. ."

"You're not quite right, Lex."

Lionel no longer retreated, looked into Lex's slightly crazy eyes, and said word by word: "We have never been enemies, and I will not harm my son."

"Really? So what did you do to Helen?"

"Your fiancee?"

Lionel shook his head, "Why don't you ask her now? She's doing well in your mansion."

"She...she's still alive?"

Lex asked with some trepidation in his heart.

"Yes, she is alive and well, and she made up a sad story that makes you the hero of the tragedy."

Lionel said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "There is only one parachute, you gave her the parachute and sang the great love story, and you became that laudable hero. This sacrifice is the pride of all fathers, but I know this is never the truth. Lex, I warned you not to trust her."

"no no......!"

Lex pointed the gun at his father, unable to suppress his rage, and flipped the table away.

Boom!

All the debris and scattered things fell to the ground, making a harsh noise, and documents and papers fell slowly from the air.

"Don't throw your responsibilities on Helen."

"Lex, think about it!"

Lionel shook his head and looked directly into his son's eyes, "I used all my strength to save you, I searched the entire hemisphere, I found Eric, and I paid a high price. Think about it, What do I get when you die? And what about Helen? She could instantly become one of the richest women on the planet."

"Helen doesn't care about money!"

Lex said with some trepidation.

"No, she cares. There are times when desires and ambitions can be overshadowed, especially when you are easily influenced by emotions."

Listening to Lionel's vowed words, Lex, who has always been extremely smart, also hesitated and hesitated.

Putting away the pistol, Lex slumped down on the sofa.

"I just saw... people from the military go out, what are they going to do?"

Lex changed the subject and asked Lionel about the identity of Amanda he had just seen.

"People from the Sky Eye Society, they became interested in the Kent family."

Lionel relaxed as he watched his son put away the pistol, "But this town, I won't let anyone touch it."

"Eric saved me."

Lex frowned when he heard that people in the military were preparing to investigate the Kent family, "I won't let them hurt the Kent family."

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say, son, the two of us can work together for the time being."

Lionel walked over to Lex, bent down, and put his hand in front of Lex, "Deal with our common enemy."

......

Kent Farm.

Eric looked at the dim sky outside and frowned.

"There seems to be something wrong."

"what?"

Clark was preparing his English paper, and after eating the last bite of the pancake, he looked up at Eric.

"Is it the weather? It's been cloudy like this for several days. Although it's winter, it's never happened before."

Clark also found it rather strange.

"Maybe it's because of global climate change?"

Clark said uncertainly, then shook his head.

"It seems that there is no direct relationship between the two. The increase in temperature caused by greenhouse gas emissions will only slow down air circulation at most, and the smog cannot be blown away, but depending on the weather in the town...and It's not like the smog happened."

Clark walked to the window and said, looking at the gloomy sky without a trace of sunlight.

"The youngest daughter of the Martin family was murdered, what clues have you found?"

Eric turned to Clark and asked about the Martins' youngest daughter.

"No."

Clark sighed dejectedly, "It seems that all clues are completely annihilated, and there is no useful information at all. Maybe... Maybe I should ask Chloe for help, but I don't know if I should The other party is involved."

"As you please."

Eric didn't speak, turned around and continued to stare at the gloomy and ominous sky.

"Hey!"

The two had just finished their conversation, and a red afterimage flashed in their sight, and Bart stood in front of them.

Bart, who was wearing casual clothes, did not feel rash or rude about his sudden visit. After greeting the two of them, he said, "I found a very important information about the youngest daughter of the Martin family you are talking about."

"what?"

"Daisy's little friend, I once saw Daisy talking to a little boy. The point is, that little boy, no one has ever seen him, he doesn't belong to this town, it's like he just popped up out of nowhere. ."

"little boy?"

The wrinkles on Eric's brows didn't mean to be unraveled at all.

"Yeah, like the devil who lures kids into making big mistakes and drags them to hell."

Bart's expression became a little serious, put away his previous giggles, and said, "And what the devil is best at is seducing people."

"You look very experienced, Bart."

Eric asked him, "Have you ever been tempted by the devil to make mistakes?"

"No, no."

Butt immediately denied it, "As long as I'm fast enough, nothing can happen to me that I regret."

"By the way, there is another thing happening in the town."

Bart told the two about other things, "Someone is missing in the town."

"Missing?"

Clark's expression immediately became tense, "It's not a child again, is it?"

"Not children, adults, veterans."

Bart handed Eric the information he stole from the police station, "Alan Rickman, who is said to have worked in the Pentagon before, returned to the town after retiring. The family life was not going well. After he divorced his wife, his wife I moved to Pennsylvania with my daughter, and poor Mr. Allen can only drive to Pennsylvania every fortnight to see his daughter."

After Eric took the information that Bart handed him, he read it carefully.

The Pentagon?

Is the other party related to Amanda who suddenly came to Smallville?

When Eric went to Luther Manor, he already knew that Amanda had come to the town.

Now that the two things are linked together, it makes him feel even worse.

After Bart left the farm, Eric went to Alan Rickman's house alone.

The house is located on the outskirts of the town, and there are no neighbors around.

The bare cedar forest almost surrounded the entire house.

Under the gloomy sky, the dark branches showing the shape of claws and claws made the whole house almost exude a strange and terrifying aura.

As the evening is approaching, this terrifying and chilling atmosphere, combined with the winter weather, gives people a gloomy feeling.

Eric walked into the room, twisted the door, and entered the empty living room.

There was not much furniture in the living room, and there was a musty smell of wood.

The cold air of winter overflowed from the room one by one, wrapping it around Eric's body.

After Eric looked around Alan Rickman's living room, he walked under the tightly closed window and found a layer of black granular material on the ground.

A puddle of black particulate matter that reeked of charred and disgusting smells and a smell of sulphur.

And the breath he smelled in **** had some imagination.

"Is it the corpse and soul of human beings that burn?"

Eric frowned and said uncertainly.

"You look like you're in some trouble."

A voice sounded from behind Eric.

Eric looked back and found that he had met someone he would never have met!

"Azu?"

Chapter 183 Azu VS Eric

Standing in front of him was the original native of the motherland.

The meticulously combed blond hair has a smirk that often appears on his face, and his hands are behind his back.

The dark blue uniform, matched with the American Stars and Stripes on the back, is a native of the motherland who has properly drilled out of the world of black robes.

"Are you surprised?"

Seeing Eric's surprised expression, the native shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, "Most of the time, I thought I was the one who would be surprised, after all... I saw a clone of myself. ."

The corners of the motherland's mouth are piled up with the usual chilling smirk.

"That was a real surprise."

A smile appeared on the corner of Eric's mouth, "Because I have rarely encountered such interesting things."

The native put his hands behind his back to the front and looked at Eric.

"You, Eric Kent, are not only using my abilities, you are also using my name, you pirated my name, and you are trying to copy the meaning of my existence, I must say...you Such a completely fake guy has no meaning in existence, because you have always been a replica of me."

The natives didn't seem to have any plans to act immediately. After walking to Eric's side, they looked directly at him.

"You are not from the motherland, I am! You are full of weakness, and you have never learned to use your abilities. You are a guy holding a pile of gold and silver treasures, and you are trembling every day for fear that any wealth will fall. You have never Think about how to use the gold and silver treasures in your hands to make more money."

Looking at Eric's silent expression, the native sneered and continued: "You are a complete fake! Besides, you will never be me! I am the real native, I want to do it. Do whatever!"

After mocking Eric for a while, the motherlander's eyes showed a sneering look, took a step back, looked at Eric, and said, "Your heart is beating a little faster, Kent, is it because of fear, or is it because of fear? Out of anger?"

"If it's because of anger, I can try to spare your life, like make you my personal servant, you know, as a beloved superhero, I'm never alone."

"John, I'm sorry, I have to answer you a question."

Eric raised his head and looked at the living motherland in front of him.

"what?"

"You're wrong about that—no one loves you, Madeleine, Storm, Maeve...they don't love you, they fear you. As for me, someone loves me, and... …”

Ai Rui smiled at the motherland, "I have a mother, you don't. This is the biggest difference between us."

Hearing Eric's slightly vicious words, the face of the motherland was immediately covered with dark clouds, biting his back molars, staring at Eric with vicious eyes, with an expression of choosing someone to devour.

The next second, the hot eyes in the eyes of the motherland shot at Eric.

Eric lifted his feet off the ground and flew into the air with a "whoosh" sound.

The laser cut the furniture behind Eric in half, and then rushed towards the wall without any hesitation.

Seeing Eric dodging the laser, the native squatted down suddenly, then jumped with a bang, the ground under his feet fell apart, and the whole person flew into the sky like a rocket.

Boom!

A hole was directly installed in the ceiling, and building materials such as stones were smashed to the ground, making a loud noise.