I am the younger brother of Superman, but I got the template of Thanos

Bang bang bang!

The deafening sound of gunfire.

The figure in the sun seemed to have a body made of steel. Bullets bounced off his body and failed to even break his clothes.

The sound echoed between the walls and the floor, forming a clear picture in Clark's mind. He showed a smile with white teeth and looked at the robbers.

"Gentlemen, I have a great proposition.

Stop wasting bullets, put down the gun and surrender.

This way I can also prevent you from getting hurt. "

Several robbers wearing animal masks froze in shock, rubbing their eyes vigorously, wondering if they were hallucinating.

Otherwise, a bullet that can make a crater on concrete will not be able to break clothes.

"What's this?

Am I hallucinating? "

"We are going to meet a ghost during the day."

"Shut up.

Freak, try this. "

The monkey-faced leader turned around and scolded angrily. He forced himself to calm down and showed a ruthless expression. He picked up an RPG and hit the monster-like figure.

laugh!

The rocket trailed white exhaust and hit Clark.

Clark's ears twitched, he dodged, and he struck out like lightning, ignoring the hot temperature of the rocket.

The rocket is like a bird that is caught and unable to break free. Its tail is constantly spitting out fuel but it is difficult to escape.

With an office building within missile range behind him, Clark reversed the direction of the rocket and sent it flying into the sky.

To prevent him from falling vertically and injuring citizens when he lost power, Clark fired heat vision from his eyes and detonated the rocket. He then looked at the gangsters.

"monster!"

Someone shot lasers out of their eyes, and several gangsters were so shocked that they turned around and ran away.

Clark dodged, several gangsters were knocked down, and the unconscious policewoman was rescued. He found a rope to tie up the captured gangsters, and confirmed that the policewoman was fine.

He took a deep breath and smiled.

It seems pretty good to hide your identity and be a vigilante to fight crime and make good use of your own power to help people in need.

Turn around and look at the rising sun.

Clark leaped into the distance with firm eyes, hearing that others needed his help.

Click!

There was a shutter sound from below the city street.

He could instinctively look in the direction of the shutter, but he was blind.

Only two people could be heard standing together, one with a slightly stronger heartbeat and abdominal breathing, a male, and the other with a slightly slower heartbeat, a female.

Well, this woman seems to be very tall. Judging from the horizontal line of breathing, she is at least 1.7 meters.

Jumping between the buildings as easily as a bird, Clark hurried into the distance.

…

"What is this? Louise."

In the editor-in-chief's office of Daily Planet, White, the middle-aged editor-in-chief with gray temples, put down his coffee cup and stared at the photo in his hand for a moment.

A figure crossed between the tall buildings more than ten meters apart, casting a tall shadow under the golden sunlight, with a red cloak fluttering behind him.

"My findings and follow-up coverage."

In front of the desk, there is an urban beauty in work clothes. She is beautiful, confident, generous, and has a capable temperament. She has the interviewer's habitual sharp aggression between her eyebrows.

She is none other than Lois Lane, a well-known journalist who won multiple Newcomer Awards within a few years of her career in journalism.

“It doesn’t matter where you got the gossip.

There’s nothing to dig into here, it’s just a photoshopped photo. "

Putting down the photo, editor-in-chief White shook his head at the serious-looking female reporter.

"This photo was taken by Jimmy and I was there at the time."

"Okay, maybe it's a daring young man looking for excitement who uses a springboard to jump between high-rise buildings. I think this should be a matter of concern to the community police.

Instead of you, my great reporter, give me something exciting. "

After picking up the photo and looking at it twice before putting it down, White was a little dissatisfied. In the past, the manuscripts Lois Lane gave him had not increased the weekly sales of their Daily Planet.

"This isn't the first time, White."

Louise crossed her arms and shook her head.

"There have been multiple sightings of mysterious superpowers in central and western Saskatchewan, and I decided to use this as my follow-up report for the next period of time."

"Those are rumors without any real evidence."

Editor-in-Chief White would like to remind Louise that the first priority of news is authenticity, and the reports issued cannot be groundless speculation.

"Now there is."

She took out another stack of photos and placed them on the table.

Traces of gunfire, deflated bullet casings, rocket fragments falling from the sky.

"According to more than one eyewitness, this man faced several gunmen on the roof of the court and prevented a kidnapping and even a murder case. He has a body as strong as steel and can jump dozens of meters with a single jump. The tall buildings are as fast as the wind..."

A person with powerful superpowers travels through the metropolis to fight crime. The most important thing is that he is not masked, looking at the small half of his face in the first photo.

Excitement appeared in Louise's eyes, and her reporter's keen sense of smell told her that this would be big news, and this person would soon spread throughout the city and become the most famous person in the city.

And she would soon track down the super vigilante and get his first-hand reports.

…

"Raise your legs, yes, raise them a little higher."

Paradise Island, in the ancient palace, elegant and melodious music sounded.

David sat in the hall, propped up his chin, and looked with interest below and at the square outside the hall that was originally used for military parades.

A group of brave and capable Amazon female warriors were wearing tutus. They were stretching their bodies and doing swan-like movements as they should not appear on the big screen of this ancient island.

It's just that these swans who are accustomed to holding swords and bows are undoubtedly a bit clumsy.

David seemed not to notice the glances filled with extreme resentment. He only saw the emotional points passing by like a waterfall.

When David and Diana return to Paradise Island.

Hippolyta had a bad premonition. When Diana revealed that she saw David killing Ares, the god of war, the Amazons were shocked and in an uproar.

"That outsider actually accomplished the great deed of killing gods.

Is this really true, princess? "

Among the swans wearing white dance skirts, a tall and beautiful figure seemed to stand out from the crowd, and was particularly eye-catching. It was Diana, the lead dancer chosen by David, who became the Amazon King.

Diana had an awkward look on her face, wearing shameful clothes, trying her best to make unfamiliar graceful movements, helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Since she returned to Paradise Island, she has heard such surprises countless times. Another tribe member approached her during dance practice and asked about this.

"it is true."

Diana could only reply, looking at the man on the throne who had completed the incredible challenge.

No one in the Amazon family believed that a mortal could kill a god, especially her mother Hippolyta, who looked at David with suspicion and even offered to use the Lasso of Truth to verify whether her daughter was being controlled.

But the result surprised everyone. What Diana said was true.

“Did the Amazon clan, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, choose to break their promise and be wiped from the world by me?

Or should you keep your promise and treat me as your king? "

When David sat on the throne, he looked down at everyone with deep eyes, and gave the Amazon family their final choice.