Chapter 771: Mortal's Persistence

Chapter 771: Mortal's Persistence

"What a perfect masterpiece!"

In a laboratory full of technology, the disheveled Lex Luthor looked obsessively at the monster lying on the operating table. This was his brainchild, a monster more powerful than Superman.

While he was quietly admiring it, the originally closed door was opened, and two burly men dressed as mercenaries escorted a fat man in.

"Boss, mission accomplished!"

The mercenary on the right pushed the fat man to the ground, then stood aside and said in a daze.

"Who are you? I don't seem to have anything worthy of this treatment."

Jerry rubbed his wrist painfully: "Or do you need experimental materials? If that's the case, I hope to give the burial expenses to my mother, she needs the money."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood."

Lex Luthor shook his head quickly, then helped him up from the ground, and pretended to scold the mercenary: "How can you treat my guests like this!"

"Feel sorry."

The serving bowl is controlled by others. It's not that the mercenary has no temper, but that he gave too much: "Sir, please forgive me."

"Look, he apologized."

Lex Luthor smiled affectionately: "Friend, do you know Superman?"

"The one who flies around in the sky and likes to meddle in other people's business?"

Jerry was a little confused, but one good thing about him was that he never thought about things beyond his capabilities.

"Yes, that's the nosy guy! I like that adjective."

Lex Luthor laughed: "Those monsters who always like to satisfy their desires under the banner of justice do not deserve to be called heroes. Did you see the battles in the past few days? The once bustling streets turned into ruins , countless people have been displaced, they are too dangerous!”

"Well, everything you said is right, sir, but does it have anything to do with me?"

Jerry thought for a while and finally asked his doubts: "I don't think I can be related to Superman. In fact, before you caught me, I was worrying about what to eat next."

"related."

Lex Luthor turned around and came to the computer. After a few clicks of the mouse, he pulled up a large amount of data.

Several of the photos made Jerry purse his lips.

"I have investigated Superman's growth trajectory. He was adopted by a farmer. Because he was a freak, he had no friends since he was a child, so he valued the people around him very much."

Pointing his finger at the screen, which was a student's ID photo, Lex Luthor said excitedly: "This person is Superman's only friend! And you happen to be his friend, so I think you can help me. "

"I never do anything to hurt my friends."

Jerry said without hesitation.

Although the person in the photo looked younger, his face and stinky expression made him recognize it at a glance.

This is the bar owner, Amber, who has never beaten herself in a game.

Although the other person is good and fun-loving, it is undeniable that the friendship between the two is real.

Jerry also has no friends, so he cherishes them very much.

"Don't refuse in a hurry, listen to my price first."

Lex Luthor was not angry, but smiled and said: "One million, as long as you promise to do one thing for me, I will give you one million."

Jerry was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"I don't like people rejecting me. You love your mother very much, right? If her disease is not treated, she may not survive for three months. Think carefully."

After a long silence.

"What do you want me to do?"

Jerry finally seemed to give in.

"It's very simple. Superman is a time bomb for the earth, but he is too strong, so we need some other methods."

Lex Luthor came to Jerry's side. After talking for a while, he smiled and patted his shoulder: "I can give you a deposit of 100,000 dollars first."

"no problem."

Jerry nodded.

"a wise decision."

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lex Luthor stopped wasting time on him and turned around to continue admiring his masterpiece.

He still needs a little time to fully wake up from the monster that can completely destroy Superman.

bar.

"So, since you agreed, why did you tell me?"

Amber drank ice water with a slight smile on her face.

On the side, Catherine's mouth was bulging with anger.

She was just a little bit close to getting a salary increase, but Jerry suddenly came back and disrupted all her plans.

"We are friends."

Jerry was drinking his favorite whiskey, "A gentleman should not do anything to disgrace his friends."

"You are indeed an interesting guy."

Amber snapped her fingers, and Joseph filled the drink with a very discerning eye: "Here, for the sake of our friendship."

"For friendship."

Jerry looked at the refilled wine glass and laughed too.

"It's time for me to go back. Mom is still waiting for me to cook."

"Um."

Amber didn't hold back.

When Jerry's figure disappeared, she looked at Catherine.

"This guy has a very noble soul."

"So he can only go to receive welfare meals every week and live in a black community."

Catherine curled her lips: "Is being noble useful? You can't eat it!"

Amber retracted her gaze and ignored the woman who said one thing and meant another, and continued to drink by herself.

Those who can stay in the bar basically have their own strengths.

Or persistence, character, or unique talents in some aspects.

Although Catherine seems to love money, she is actually the pillar of a family. She is still in school and is unwilling to sell herself, so she has a hard life.

Joseph's situation is roughly the same, but it is even worse.

After all, he is an illegal immigrant and he doesn't know when he will be deported.

And the reason why Amber helped them was just to satisfy her own little thoughts.

At this moment, the serious voice of the host came from the TV hanging on the ceiling.

"The topic of whether Superman is a hero is over. I believe the audience has also got the answer. A butcher who kills innocent people is not worthy of shouldering our fate."

Beyond the voice, there is a real-time broadcast of the trial scene.

The black woman with a miserable face and tears is accusing Superman of what he did to her village.

According to her story, her relatives and friends were ruthlessly killed by Superman just because they said one wrong thing.

Although no substantial evidence was produced, in people's eyes, such a weak person would definitely not lie.

Compared with him, Superman, who looked like a god, seemed completely untrustworthy.

He was so strong! He must have done it!

But as Clark appeared on the screen, the original accusation disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by an extremely rich fire.

Boom! !

The explosives that Lex had set up exploded.