Chapter 508: Luther: You are not strong

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"who are you?"
The mysterious man's behavior and speech were not like the Kryptonian warriors he knew, and it felt like a different person.
"Well, Carl, put the boring question aside, let the old men deal with it first."
The voice fell, and the pipes in the room spewed a lot of green gas.
These gases seemed to be very toxic. Before he had contact with Clark, the latter held his chest and fell to the ground in pain, his breathing became abnormally rapid, and his cheeks were flushed red.
"No wonder Zod hates you so much. As a Kryptonian, you have adapted to the earth's environment, but you can't adapt to the Kryptonian environment. In contrast, this body is unaffected and can move normally even without superpowers. "
The mysterious man caught Clark, who fell to the ground in pain, and beat him wildly. The scene of the beating was captured by a camera and passed to an office thousands of miles away.
There are six senior citizens in the office, including Anders, all senior members of Congress. These people and President Joel Nash are in different factions. Because of this, Lex Luthor will cooperate with them.
The beating lasted three full minutes.
After the video ended, an old man couldn't help saying,
"Superman is just that, finding weaknesses is equally vulnerable."
The old man beside him said solemnly, "We used to underestimate Lex Luther, he is worthy of cooperation."
"Anders, what do you think?"
Among the six, Anders was the youngest and the weakest. Hearing a question from a superior, he thought for a few seconds before speaking.
"Lex Luther is very smart. Like Luke Xiao, he has the technology far beyond this era. Cooperating with him can reverse the current passive situation. It's just..." paused and said seriously.
"He is dangerous and difficult to control."
Senator Evans sitting on the main seat waved his hand indifferently, "Geniuses are all like this. If they are easily controlled by others, they are not worthy of being called a genius."
"Except for us, he has no choice. With this, it is enough."
Anders thought for a while. This is indeed the truth. Because of being captured by the Kryptonians, Lex Luthor’s identity has become very sensitive. The White House and the military blacklisted him, and large consortia have no reputation. Dare to throw away the olive branch, now he is a panic-stricken dog, where there is still the prestige before.
On the other side, the mysterious man after venting pushed Clark onto the chair and took out a stone shining green from the freezer.
"Do you know what this is?"
Clark wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at him coldly.
"Very well, so you will be angry too, I thought you really are a god."
The mysterious man placed the green stone in front of Clark, who trembled violently, as if poisoned.
"This is Kryptonite, from your hometown of Krypton. After the Metropolis War, it fell on the earth with the spacecraft fragments. It took me a lot of effort to find it."
"Orthodox Kryptonians are not afraid of kryptonite. You are different. You grew up on the earth. In order to adapt to the earth's environment, you forced yourself to evolve. As a result, you adapted to the earth but couldn't adapt to krypton."
"It's so interesting."
Clark clutched his chest and said weakly.
"Who are you? Why do you know so much about Krypton, who told you?"
"I am Luke Shaw."
Clark was silent, carefully feeling his body, looking for a way to get rid of his weakness.
"You don't believe me, that's right. Luke Xiao and you are comrades-in-arms, how could he harm you?"
The sound of thumping footsteps came from outside, and a young man in a black suit, about 30 years old, with a big bald head appeared in the room.
Clark's face changed suddenly.
"It's you?"
"Yes, it's me."
Lex Luther lit a cigarette and took a long sip, "I thought you would guess my identity, the whole earth, there are only four people who understand the Krypton civilization, you, Linda Danvers, Lu Ke Shaw, and the me who was captured by them."
"I gave enough hints, but you didn't guess. It's disappointing."
Clark ignored his acrimony and asked solemnly.
"Why do you want to do this, what do you want to do?"
Luther sighed, "If Luke Shaw was here, he would never ask such a stupid question. Didn't you see the camera in the corner? It's always working."
"Use your brain and guess, what do I use to make these videos?"
Clark frowned, thinking of something vaguely.
Luther sneered, "I know that you are not stupid, but you have never experienced pain, just like me in my teens, simple, kind, brave, compassionate and righteous, thinking that I can save the world, but even my own Mother can't save it."
When I said the last sentence, a deep resentment flashed in my eyes, and it soon calmed down.
"Okay, let's not talk about it."
Luther opened the suitcase and took out the syringe prepared in advance.
"I need you to contribute something, it may hurt."
With that, he picked up the syringe and inserted it on Clark's shoulder, and drew two hundred milliliters of plasma.
Clark was angry and angry. Now if he doesn’t understand the reason, it would be too stupid. The Krypton warrior in front of him must be a bred clone. Lex Luthor has no idea how to control him and make him change. Into a weapon.
Kryptonians became weapons!
Damn it!
"Humans are the greatest race and the most promising race. We have the ability to solve problems and do not need aliens to act as heroes."
Luther put the syringe in the suitcase, took out the pistol and aimed it at Clark’s head.
"You are not a hero, just a self-righteous idiot. Your power comes from the sun. Without the sun, you are nothing. Just like now, you can kill you if you pull the trigger gently."
"Power can make people have many ideas that they shouldn't have, such as ruling the world, playing with people, plundering wealth, making rules, or becoming a hero, just like you..."
Luther knelt down and stared directly at him.
"The superman of the metropolis, the incarnation of justice, the of the world admired by millions of people, all your courage, kindness, and sense of justice are based on strength. Fear, omnipotence, unattainable like a god, but once there is no power..."
boom!
The gunshot sounded, and Clark shivered violently.
The bullet rubbed his scalp and landed on the wall behind. Looking at the pale and bloodless face, Luther laughed triumphantly.
"See if you are afraid, afraid, and trembling in front of death. You are not a superhero at all, but a silly boy living in a daydream."
"You are far inferior to Batman, he can create fear to protect Gotham, and you don't even know what fear is, but it doesn't matter, it's here, right in front of you."
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