Ten o'clock in the morning, at a crossroads in the western suburbs of the metropolis.
The sound of bullets kept echoing around. A group of robbers who robbed an armored car were blocked by the police in a cafe. Two robbers took the cafe waiter as a hostage, and several other robbers fired at the police cars with AKs. The tires of five police cars were all blown out.
Due to the safety of the hostages, the police did not dare to shoot at will and had to retreat under the threat of the robbers.
A female police officer was hit in the abdomen by a 7.62mm bullet while retreating and lay on the ground, her life or death unknown. Other police officers wanted to save her, but were forced to move forward after several rounds of gunfire.
Compared with the waitress, the robbers preferred the injured female police officer. A bold robber sneaked up to the female police officer with a bullet-proof shield and held her hostage.
Now the situation is even more complicated.
In the United States, accidentally killing a hostage is considered an emergency incident in a violent case and will not result in severe punishment. You can continue with your normal duties after the incident. However, if you accidentally kill a companion, the situation is different. Even if your boss does not pursue the matter, your colleagues will not tolerate you.
The robbers seemed to know this and began to load the money in a swaggering manner, moving all the cash in the armored car into the BMW.
The BMW started and drove away under the unwilling gazes of the police.
Inspector Edmund, who was in charge of the operation, stamped his feet in anger. Just when he was requesting helicopter support from the headquarters, he suddenly heard a sharp whistle in his ears.
Accompanied by a sonic boom, a figure fell from the sky like a meteorite.
boom!
The earth shook, and the terrifying impact spread in all directions, causing the BMW to fly into the air.
Before the robbers in the car understood what was happening, the roof was lifted off and a mysterious woman wearing a skull mask appeared in front of them and threw them out like garbage.
The injured female police officer was about to say thank you, but saw the mysterious woman grab a sack full of banknotes and fly into the air, disappearing into the sky like a shooting star.
She had no choice but to swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Three words popped up in her confused mind:
Black eats black.
This incident was so bizarre that it quickly made the news and became a hot topic.
Daily Planet, after seeing the report on TV, Clark Kent covered his forehead with his hands, looking helpless.
Louise asked, "Is it her?"
Clark nodded and was about to explain when his cell phone rang.
It was my mother who called, but the person speaking was not her, but a strange yet familiar voice.
Kara Zor-El!
Clark's face suddenly changed. Without bothering to answer his girlfriend's question, he turned and walked out. When he reached the balcony, he jumped and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
…
A few minutes later, on a farm in Smallville, Kansas.
Clark flew at full speed and broke open the door, then saw a strange scene.
Mother Martha is sitting at the dining table with her "cousin" Kara Zor-El, eating and talking at the same time. The weird scene is mixed with a bit of warmth.
Seeing her son come back, Martha stood up subconsciously, hesitated for a few seconds, and sat back down.
Clark growled, suppressing his anger.
"Kara, what are you doing?"
"Don't be disrespectful, call me sister."
Clark: "…"
Take a deep breath and speak word by word.
"I told you clearly that I won't agree to it."
Linda snorted. "I didn't expect you to agree. I came here today for two main reasons: First, as your sister, I wanted to meet your adoptive parents and see if they treated you well. The results are very good, Carl, you have a great mother; second, I have nowhere to live, so I plan to stay with you for a while. Don't worry, I won't eat and drink for free."
Walked to the sack of money, ripped open the zipper, and dumped two large bags of hundred-dollar bills onto the ground.
"More than 13 million, enough for my daily expenses."
Martha covered her mouth.
There was a look of shock on his face. He had never seen so much money in his decades of life.
Clark was furious and roared,
"This money is from the armored car, how could you..."
"Can what?"
Linda sneered, "Don't forget, I was the one who caught the four robbers and saved the injured policewoman. I helped the police, so what if I got some extra money? I deserve it."
Martha understood and looked at her son, who nodded helplessly. Seeing this, she patted her son's arm, took a step forward and said softly,
"Kara, your act of helping the police catch the criminal is commendable, but you cannot ask for compensation for it, and you cannot take the money from the armored car for yourself. That is illegal."
Linda curled her lips and said, "I'm from Krypton. What do the laws on Earth have to do with me?"
"But you live on Earth!"
"Who told you I'd like to live on Earth? If it weren't for your stupid son, I would have returned to Krypton long ago."
After saying that, he picked up his luggage and strode out. When he reached the door, he kicked it angrily.
Bang!
The wooden door was broken into pieces.
Martha looked at her son worriedly. "Tell me what happened. Is she really your cousin?"
Clark nodded painfully, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Before he finished speaking, the ground shook and the two rushed out of the room. The next scene left them dumbfounded.
Linda Danvers moved a building from somewhere, and the three-story villa was thrown on the ground like a toy in her hands.
After finishing, he clapped his hands and said to the stunned mother and son,
"This is my house from now on, please don't disturb me if you don't have anything to do."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
Martha covered her chest and almost had a heart attack. She could see that the girl had the same abilities as her son, but her personality was very different. She was rebellious, perverse, and lawless, and was the kind of bad girl in society who could easily go astray.
"Clark, she..."
Clark smiled bitterly and said, "Can you let her stay here first?"
Martha understood what her son meant. The girl did whatever she wanted and didn't care about the rules at all. However, she possessed extremely terrifying power. If she was thrown outside, she would cause a terrible disaster if she wasn't careful. If she was kept by her side, at least her son could stop her.
After realizing this, Martha sighed helplessly, and even though she was unwilling, she still said,
"I'll listen to you, but you have to send back those two sacks of money."
"I know."
Clark nodded, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. Things were not that simple. His "cousin" must have other purposes for suddenly changing her mind.
I can't guess what it is right now, I can only wait and see.
So, with the tacit consent of Martha and Clark, Linda Danvers moved in.
Then, the disaster of the Kent family began.
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