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

Clark, who had been completely shocked by the scene in front of him, suddenly felt a sudden twitch in his heart.

Because everything happened so suddenly, Clark never thought that Alicia would stand in front of him!

When Alicia's body teleportation was completed and the phantom was transformed into a real body, the bullet entered her body, causing Clark to be unable to react.

The blood in the whole body seemed to solidify in an instant.

The air he breathed burned his soul like a fire burning all over his body.

Alicia's hand did not touch Clark and fell back.

Looking at the shocked and disbelieving Clark, the girl didn't say anything, just gave him a relieved smile and fell down.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew, and Clark moved outside the barn to catch Alicia who fell.

Holding the girl's body, Clark held her tightly in his arms, bringing her pale face close to him.

"Why? Why? You know I have a body of steel, I'm not afraid of bullets, why are you so stupid?!"

Clark couldn't breathe, and tears fell from his eyes like broken beads.

"I"

The girl with blood spit out of her mouth, who was so angry, smiled at Clark, "I didn't expect, see. Seeing that you were in danger, I rushed over without thinking. You're right, Clark, I'm a little stupid. "

Alicia reached out and took Clark's hand, "I'm sorry, I lied to you a lot, Clark. But... I like you, I didn't lie!"

"Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Clark hugged the girl tightly, "I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

"It's too late! Clark, you have to promise me."

Alicia, who kept pouring out blood from her mouth, also had tears in her eyes. She pressed her body against Clark and said intermittently, "You and I, we are not monsters, this is a gift God gave you!"

Although Alicia felt her life is rapidly draining, she still squeezed a smile, "Don't be afraid to show your talent, no. Don't be afraid to show that you are different, you. You will never be alone, because I will always be. By your side. I love you, Clark!"

After trying to finish the last sentence, Alicia closed her eyes safely.

Holding Alicia's body, Clark felt extremely cold all over.

Worse than the cold experienced in the cold arctic "secret fortress".

"No no no no!!"

Pressing his cheeks tightly against the girl who had lost his life, Clark's big tears rolled out of his eyes.

The painful expression made his facial features almost twist into a ball.

"Alicia, wake up, I'll take you to California, we're in convertibles, starting in the morning, starting at noon, starting in the afternoon."

Clark wiped the blood from Alicia's mouth and said with tears.

But no matter how much she called, Ashilia couldn't wake up.

Clark's expression changed from pain at first to anger.

"Why? This can't be your end, it can't be your future, you haven't had a good life, you haven't started a long way! There's no way God could be unfair to you!"

Clark roared, hugged Alicia and put her on the ground.

Reaching out a trembling hand, he stroked the blond hair scattered on her forehead.

Stand up, head down, trembling all over.

Clenching his fist, Clark took a step forward, the murderous aura lingering all over his body like a condensed substance.

Whoosh!

The howling wind blows!

Clark instantly moved in front of the gunman and grabbed the terrified opponent.

Bang!

Throw forward sharply!

The man was thrown out by Clark and smashed heavily on the wall of the barn, smashing through the wall directly!

Accompanied by the flying wood debris, Clark continued to charge forward, grabbed the neck of the flying opponent, and threw the opponent to the ground.

Bang!

The man was smashed to the ground by Clark, his back suffered a huge blow, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

"why?"

Clark, who gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand and pressed the opponent's face.

"Why did you do that? You killed Alicia! I love her, you took her from me! You—unforgivable!"

Clark raised a punch and sent the opponent flying backwards.

All the teeth in the man's mouth were knocked out by Clark, and blood burst into the air along with the broken teeth.

Clark, whose eyes had turned blood red, moved to the front of the opponent the moment he hit the opponent and grabbed his neck.

Another punch, directly hitting the opponent's cheek, spit out a mouthful of blood, and rolled to the ground.

"Why did you take her away from me! Why?!"

Clark clenched his fists and roared like crazy.

"Clark!"

When Clark was about to continue venting his pain on the other side, a voice sounded from behind.

Looking back, I found that it was my Masha, who was standing behind and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Eric was standing next to his mother, his face still showing no emotional change.

"I!"

Clark looked at his mother who was worried about him, and then glanced at the man who was so angry that he was holding in his hand.

Depressed to let go of the other party, let the body of the guy who was beaten by him hit the ground.

Clark took a staggered step back and knelt on the ground.

He lowered his head, grabbed the soil on the ground with both hands, and let the dripping tears fall on the ground drop by drop.

Martha walked over quickly and hugged her eldest son distressedly.

"Clark, everything will pass, it will pass."

Clark didn't speak, just let the tears flow down.

"Alicia asked me to go to California with her, and if I did, none of this would have happened!"

"It's not your fault, Clark."

"No, I can't forgive, I'll never forgive my actions! If it wasn't for me, Alicia wouldn't have been miserable. If I'd called her and listened to her, it wouldn't have happened!"

After whispering for a while, Clark stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked to where Alicia was.

He walked over and hugged her gently, ignoring Eric and his mother, and walked straight forward.

"Clark!"

Martha tried to catch up, but was stopped by Eric.

"Let him think about it alone, Mom."

Looking at Clark's figure walking farther and farther under the moonlight, Martha shook her head a little uncomfortable, tears streaming down her face.

"Clark"

While watching Clark's back, Martha called out her son's name.

Two days later.

The weather was overcast, and the sky was covered with black clouds, making the town's environment even more gloomy.

Eric wore a black trench coat and walked to the cemetery.

Under the gloomy weather, the mist filled the cemetery, exuding a strong and low atmosphere.

On the branches by the cemetery, stood a few crows.

The dark crows rolled their eyes, looking at the existences in the cemetery that attracted their interest.

Eric walked over to a tombstone.

As he expected, Clark was standing in front of the tombstone, quietly looking at the smiling **** the tombstone.

"Eric"

Seeing Eric coming, Clark said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is it so hard to be a different person?"

"Maybe, some will like you and some will never like you."

Eric's gloves were in his pocket, and he looked at the tombstone Clark's epitaph for Alicia - "My Beloved Alicia".

"Before this, I always thought that I was alone. You and I, we are both the bearers of talents and the cursers of talents. I will become a superman who is expected and admired by everyone, the one who fell off the cliff. My little boy, Carla, they all believed in me."

Clark's eyes looked straight at the tombstone, "But this feeling of loneliness will not diminish. Alicia taught me that loneliness is not scary, cowardly and afraid to love, restraining yourself, this is being lonely The reason for being stuck. I understand now, but it's too late."

Clark, who was silent for a while, said, "Alicia said she will always be with me, I think she must be by my side now."

Eric shook his head, "Even superman, you have to learn to lose, Clark."

"yes."

Clark gently took out a slightly wrinkled rose from his pocket and placed it on the tombstone.

"It's not a good thing to accept that you're not omnipotent."

"You know what? Eric, I once had a dream."

Clark said to Eric, "I dreamed that one day we were judged by humans. You stood on the court in the Capitol, and all the malice was pouring out against you."

Clark turned around and looked Eric in the eyes, "I heard someone say: Don't you know that the believers are going to judge the world? If the world is judged by you, aren't you worthy to judge the smallest things? Don't you know that we are going to judge Angels? What about the things of this life?"

"You stood on the judgment seat, talking about your loss, losing Bart, losing Zan and Jaina, and losing Lana. Then you stood on the opposite side of the world!"

"I woke up terrified and didn't know why you were fighting the world in my dreams, but I understand now because we are all the same - we never learn to lose!"

Chapter 251 I'm not the villain in the comic strip

Hearing Clark talk about the future he dreamed of, Eric's eyebrows moved slightly.

Did Clark already know the future he saw from the divination lady Nancy?

"If I were against the world, Clark, what would you do?"

Eric asked Clark.

"I have no idea."

Clark looked at the beautiful smile of the girl he liked on the tombstone.

"If I didn't know the taste of loss before, but now I do."

Clark's eyes gradually became confused, "It turns out that some pain really makes people unable to stand up!"

The gloomy sky was gradually covered by the black sky.

There are raindrops falling from the sky, first tiny raindrops, and then the raindrops continue to grow, and soon become dense and heavy rain.

The heavy rain covered the entire cemetery.

Eric looked at Clark who squatted down and stroked the tombstone, and turned to leave.

He would not console, nor relieve Clark's pain.

What Clark needs most now is an environment that belongs to him alone.

Eric walked out along the trail.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world is quickly connected into a dense piece.

The raindrops splashed onto the ground, splashing countless water and mud, and splashing on Eric's trouser legs.