Chapter 768 Clark Fell to the Ground

Chapter 768 Clark Fell to the Ground

Things in the world have always had two sides. When you gain something, you will definitely lose something.

For example, Clark is currently trapped on the Kryptonian spaceship and is about to be interrogated by his own race.

If he was still the same person in the original work, then he would definitely not reject Louise's companions, and he would not end up like this.

But now that Amber has instilled three views, while becoming firm and confident, Clark has lost the chance to get help.

He was powerless to resist.

Although he could bite his tongue and not reveal the location of the secret book, he could not stop General Zod from driving the spaceship to Old Kent's farm.

Martha was sitting on a chair, her face flushed by the setting sun.

Two Kryptonian warriors, a man and a woman, were the first to step off the ship.

"You. You are the guys who want to hurt Clark!"

Martha had seen her child's choice on the news, and she became a little emotional at this moment: "Bad guys, no matter what your plan is, it is destined to be impossible to succeed!"

"Yeah?"

General Zod jumped off the spacecraft, his heavy armor splashing dust on the ground, "Madam, you made a wrong choice."

He reached out and grabbed Martha's neck and lifted her up from the chair.

"Now tell me, where was Clark's craft when he came to Earth?"

"puff!"

Martha gave the answer with her outfit, spitting a thick mouthful of phlegm on Zod's visor.

"Looks like we can't come to an agreement. Goodbye, ma'am."

Zedd sighed with regret, and then used his fingers to break the old woman's neck.

But just before he was about to kill someone, a civilized staff stretched out from nowhere and lightly touched the arm armor.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Amber was wearing an ill-fitting suit. Her legs were too long, causing her calves to be exposed. Her white socks, which had lost their elasticity, were bunched up.

Hmm. Not elegant at all.

"An angry Superman is very scary."

"Scary? That child who is not yet an adult?"

General Zod slowly lowered his arm. The man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling: "No one can rebuild my home, no one!"

"Oh oh oh please don't get excited, sir."

Amber took off his hat and held the civilized staff with one hand, "I have no intention of being an enemy to you, but some things have gone amiss, and I have to correct them."

"I hate the Riddler!"

General Zod clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Amber on the head with terrifying force.

boom!

The air waves generated by the blow suppressed the howling wind, and a huge deep pit appeared directly on the ground where the two of them were.

Amber's whole body sank into the mud, and one of the leather shoes he was wearing had fallen off, leaving his white socks with completely torn heels exposed to the air.

"Too violent!"

Obviously the person was still on the ground, but a familiar voice came from behind Zod.

He turned around and saw the identical and intact Amber walking out of the void.

"Why do we have to fight and kill each other? If possible, how about we sit down and talk?"

"It's the same no matter how many times, this little trick is as ridiculous as a bug!"

Zedd was a little angry.

As a pure warrior, he hates all bells and whistles.

A real man should punch to the flesh, mouth and teeth!

"This is no gimmick."

Amber raised a finger, and the black gloves seemed to be able to suck in all the surrounding light: "Introduce yourself, I am a magician. Was the performance you just performed wonderful?"

As he spoke, the figure in the pit was like a deflated rubber ball, drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You've taken me too long."

Zod narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it soon."

Amber didn't care about the murderous intent in his tone. She opened her five fingers slightly, and the perfect spaceship that had been built for countless years ahead of the Earth's technology disintegrated in an instant.

Clark, who was trapped inside, received the energy of the sun and regained his strength instantly.

The restraints that were originally impossible to break free were all broken at this moment.

One jumped up to Amber, he looked at General Zod and said: "Second round!"

"It's the same for several rounds!"

The anger on Zod's face was clear: "You all deserve to die!"

Bang 1

Clark didn't bother to beep anymore and flew directly close to the ground, taking him flying out. At the same time, he kept beating the technological-looking helmet with his fists.

Seeing that things had returned to their original trajectory, Amber stopped paying attention.

Have faith in Clark's ability.

Superman is invincible on Earth!

Well, except for him.

"It's been a long time, kid. You look more and more like a gentleman."

Martha had gotten over her initial anger, especially when she saw that Clark was safe and sound, her whole heart was completely relieved.

"Thanks for the compliment, Aunt Martha."

Amber took off her hat and said, "The scenery here is really nice. It's a good place to spend your old age."

"Hahaha, apart from the air, there is nothing else you can do in the countryside."

Martha covered her mouth and laughed: "Please be sure to go home with Clark for dinner later, okay?"

"Okay, I'll tell this kid."

"That's great, I'll go back and prepare the food."

After all, this old man has been through a lot, and he has a calm demeanor that is not affected by praise or criticism.

While the two were talking, Clark's battle also came to an end.

After all, he was the last of his tribe, and he didn't want to kill anyone, even though Zod almost killed Martha.

When several Kryptonians fled in a spare spaceship, Clark chose to let them go.

Outside the farm.

"Thank you so much, Amber, my friend. If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what Martha would have encountered. I would have gone crazy!"

Clark sat on his favorite tree stump with freshly brewed coffee in his hand.

"Like you said, we are friends, aren't we?"

Amber smiled slightly: "Your people will not give up, be prepared, I'm afraid a fierce battle is waiting for you."

"I have never been afraid."

Clark's face straightened, and then he seemed to remember something: "Bruce Wayne, this guy seems to be very hostile to us, maybe I should find a chance to talk to him."

"Us?"

Amber took a sip of coffee: "From beginning to end, he is only hostile to you. This transvestite suffers from very serious paranoia. I heard that his battle plan against me is about to occupy an entire hard drive."

"The wisdom of mortals is limited after all."

Clark didn't seem to care much: "Although we are both righteous, I don't approve of his behavior."