"You're still alive?" Greg, who was trembling with pain, couldn't believe it when he saw that Clark was almost intact except for some dirt on his body.
"What do you want to hand him over to the law?"
David knew what Clark wanted to say.
"We can't cross that line." Clark's face is serious. They couldn't do things that may let their parents down.
"And make him say that there's a pair of freak brothers in this town who are both super strong?" David continued.
"I..." Clark hesitated when he heard this.
He didn't want to cause trouble for the family, but let David repeat his actions?
Absolutely not, Clark instinctively resisted.
Talk it over with Greg? even he himself knows it's naïve.
"What should I do?"
Swish!
Suddenly, Greg, who should be unable to stand up in pain, got up and fled like the wind, carrying smoke and dust, and fled to the forest under the road.
David squinted his eyes and locked his powerful eyesight. Looking at his running posture, his arms seem to have recovered completely.
"The tenacious vitality of the bug?"
"Clark, you still don't chase." He glanced at Clark who had blocked his sight just now.
Clark reacted, don't think how to solve this matter first, if Greg was allowed to escape and take revenge on his parents, it would be a disaster.
He didn't hold back anymore this time, he caught up with Greg, whose speed was close to the speed of sound, and stopped in front of him.
"Greg, I can't let you go and hurt other people."
Why did Greg attack him,? Clark more or less had a guess.
He had almost no intersection with the other party before, and the only interaction recently was because of Lana.
"Why are you so fast?"
Seeing that he was about to approach the forest, Greg felt his vision blurring, and there was a figure in front of him. He slammed on the brakes and looked at Clark in surprise.
At the same time, a stone was thrown from the pocket of his raised leather jacket.
He turned to look again.
David had already walked over, and at some point, he was more than ten meters behind him.
One of the two brothers looked to have infinite strength, and the other was faster than a rocket.
Greg suddenly regretted that he should've resolved these two competitors after going to his dream lover to give birth to offspring.
[Regret from Greg +0.13, +0.09...]
"Hmm..."
Suddenly, Clark coughed, his strength seemed to be drained quickly, and he fell to his knees unbearably. He glanced at the flying piece of stone a few meters away.
The green inside the gray-black stone was glowing.
"The same meteorite as Lana's necklace." His face was ugly.
But it is more than ten times bigger than Lana's necklace piece.
"Eh?"
Greg, who thought he was going to be attacked from back and front, and had no hope of escape, was surprised to find that the meteorite that he speculated might be related to his own mutation turned out to be the weakness of Clark, who was as fast as lightning.
He wanted to pick up the rock to deal with Clark, but thinking of David behind him, he hurriedly gave up and turned to run away.
[Fear from Greg + 0.22...]
"It's a pity."
Picking up a stone from the ground, David narrowed his eyes and aimed at the back of the fleeing Greg and threw it vigorously.
woosh!
Accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, the stone seemed to be more powerful than a sniper bullet, and it hit Gregor's head precisely.
Boom!
Greg ran into the forest excitedly, his head exploded like a watermelon, and the air wave spread and blew the leaves in the forest, splashing red and white all over the ground.
Seeing a person being killed before his eyes, Clark's eyes widened as he looked at his brother.
"David?!"
"I had to."
There were no more emotional points, and he was already dead. It seemed that Gregor's self-healing ability was not strong enough to be reborn from death, and David had no choice but to let go.
"If he didn't have the ability to regenerate, I wouldn't have killed him."
If possible, he also hopes to create another humanoid emotional point generator.
[Madness 0.15 from Jeremy, hatred 0.11...]
He doesn't know what it feels like to be trapped in the dark while being conscious, but it must be very uncomfortable.
Because it has only been two days, Jeremy's emotions have become more and more extreme and intense, and more and more emotional points are provided to him.
"You killed him, David."
Clark shouted slightly anxiously.
"You could've caught up with him, or you could've just removed the meteorite and let me catch up to him."
He should've been careful, if he didn't get weakened, maybe he can stop David.
[Remorse +16 from Clark, anxiety +15, worry +13...]
"And then?"
David asked unhurriedly.
"So what if you go after him and catch him, do you have a better way to deal with him?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward to pick up the meteorite, turned, and left.
"I'm waiting for you to come up with a better way to tell me, Clark."
After the kryptonite radiation left, Clark regained his strength and looked at the headless corpse with a remorseful expression on his face and clenched his fist.
When David was setting the car back on the road, Clark returned with his hands stained with mud, feeling a little lost.
"What did you do?"
"I buried Greg in the depths of the forest."
"If you count according to the law, you are destroying the evidence that I killed Greg. You are an accomplice, and er will be convicted together." David chuckled.
"That's right."
Clark raised his head and said seriously, "But you are my only younger brother."
"..."
David shook his head.
"Clark, if you said this, and you didn't use the persistent eyes that a psychological counseling instructor of a juvenile prison has when facing a persistent juvenile delinquent. Perhaps, I would be a little moved for a second or two."
...
David didn't want to care about the genetically mutated Greg.
But he didn't expect the guy to take the initiative to come to attack Clark and kill himself by the way.
Not surprisingly, it should be because of Lana.
"Like an insect's strong instinct, in order to compete for a mate, it will defeat all competitors."
He had the ability to recover and cannot become a generator of emotional points, so he had to kill him, which is a bit regrettable.
However, earlier Clark felt that maybe he would never encounter a situation like Jeremy's again, he could keep an eye on David. After that day, the frequency of worrying about David gradually decreased.
But immediately after David killed Greg, Clark began to worry about him going down the wrong road again, and it became more and more intense.
[Worries from Clark +19, +20...]
Regardless of Clark who was driving a bit dull, David sat in the co-pilot and casually looked at the scenery outside.
After David and the two drove away.
In the forest, a giant white wolf with fur as beautiful as satin slowly walked out, staring at the direction in which the two left, with a little doubt in his eyes, as if thinking about something.
…
After sneakily doing a touch-up to the car paint on the road, with the use of amazing lung capacity and mouth speed to dry the car paint.
Clark decided not to tell his parents about it for now, not wanting them to worry about it.
It didn't take David much time to solve Greg.
They pulled a cart of fruit and returned to the market again, which took less than an hour.
Luther was still there, talking with Jonathan and Martha under the pretext of wanting to know how the fruit and vegetable business in Smallville was doing.
Martha thought that if Luthor decided to work as a fruit and vegetable buyer, it might be good news for the residents of the small town who run farms and orchards, and she would not be like her husband who rejected people thousands of miles away.
"Hi."
David greeted Chloe and Pete who were helping.
The two had nothing to do because the stall was not busy.
"Lex, do my fruits attract you so much?"
Seeing that Luther hadn't left, Clark joked with a smile.
Luther observed his somewhat sullen expression, then looked at David, who had a natural expression as if he had just returned from an outing, and turned back to Clark.
"What happened? Clark."
He asked softly, tentatively.
"You seem to have encountered some kind of problem."
Clark's eyes flickered unnaturally, "It's nothing."
"Clark, when I was a child, I was a little naughty."
Seeing a good opportunity to get closer, Luther's eyes flashed, and he smiled.
"That's why I was often called to the psychological counseling room. To prevent my mind from being seen through by others, I know some psychology..."
"Mr. Luthor, my son has some small teenage problems, which he can solve by himself."
Noticing the two of them, Jonathan stepped forward and put his arms around Clark's shoulders, refusing, "We shouldn't bother you to help with psychological counseling."
" And—to be called to the counseling room, could it have been just a little naughty?"
David watched from the side, he knew that his father, Jonathan, probably thought that Clark was still worrying about floating in the morning, so he didn't want Luther to inquire.
"I just..."
Luther just smiled and wanted to say something else.
Suddenly, a few policemen with guns squeezed in from behind the crowd, and they showed their police IDs and arrest warrants. The crowd immediately dispersed and made a circle, wanting to see what happened.
"Mr. Lex Luthor, we are the Smallville Police.
We have reason to suspect that you are related to a bank robbery, please go back with us to assist in the investigation."
"Robbery?"
Luthor was stunned.
"There are many witnesses who saw you robbing the Smallville bank at gunpoint half an hour ago and taking away 100,000 dollars from the bank. You looked to be wearing a bulletproof vest under your clothes. You still fled after being shot twice by the security guards on duty." The police officer said.
"I took the risk of being shot and robbed at the Smallville bank? Just for one hundred thousand dollars?"
Being interrupted by the police at a critical moment, Luthor wondered if he had heard it wrong, and laughed angrily.
"Mr. Police Officer, the factory under my name donates more than 100,000 U.S. dollars to the town's schools, police stations, and firefighting measures every year."
Jonathan and Martha frowned and looked at each other.
Robbing a bank?
The people around were surprised and puzzled. Everyone had heard the name Lex Luthor, and it was related to him. If it was the acquisition of a bank, it would be more likely.
Luther's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Clark and David behind him.
"I have been here in the previous hour, and Mr. Kent's family can testify against me."
Suddenly, the police and the onlookers looked over.
"I..."
Jonathan choked on what he was saying for a moment.