[Comprehensive British and American] Aliens must die

Chapter 13

Returning to the Daily Planet, Clark, who had turned back into a small reporter, mechanically looked at the interview materials in his hand. Lex's attitude towards Superman made him a little upset.

For now, he couldn't let Lex know that he was Superman.

The phone that was put aside rang again, looking at the caller ID that belonged to Lex on it, Clark exerted a little force with his fingers, leaving clear creases on the paper.

"Lex, are you okay?" Clark pretended not to know what happened. He rarely lied, so he was a little nervous.

Hearing Clark's nervousness, Lex didn't feel strange. Clark's nervousness was probably because he was worried about him: "I'm fine, and... well, I'll be at the Daily Planet in 10 minutes. I'm waiting downstairs. you."

Clark looked at the hung up phone, and then at the documents stacked on the table. Forget it, it's nothing important anyway, and he's not in the mood to work now, so he should work overtime at night.

When Clark tidied up his affairs and walked out of the newspaper office, Lex's car was slowly parked beside him. It was a slightly low-key black sedan, and it was much more spacious than Clark's small Ford.

"You don't look very happy." Lex looked at the little reporter sitting beside him with a serious face, "Did I interrupt your date?"

"Ahem, no, I don't have a date. I'm just a little tired. You know, the job of a reporter is quite busy." Hearing what Lex said, Clark quickly waved his hand and said.

"Ha, that's good, otherwise I will be sad." Lex chuckled, "A terrorist ran into my house just now, and I was quite frightened."

"Then... how did you solve it?" Clark tentatively asked, and then he suddenly remembered that he was at Lex's house just now, and he just wanted to leave and forgot to take the intruder away. He should send that person away. to the police station instead of leaving the danger at Lex's house.

"Has the terrorist been caught?" Clark asked immediately.

Seeing Clark's nervous look, Lex bent his lips: "The terrorist was knocked unconscious by Superman, Messi will handle it, you don't have to worry."

The smile on Lex's face faded at the mention of Superman.

Clark noticed this, and he felt a block in his heart, why doesn't Lex like Superman?

"Superman? This is the hottest news in the Metropolis. I heard that he likes to help others. Have you talked to him? What kind of person is he?" Clark pretended to be curious.

"A powerful and strange guy." Lex didn't want to say more about Superman.

"You don't like him? Why? It's obvious that he's doing the same thing as you." Clark asked a little anxiously, obviously he was learning from Lex and helping people in Metropolis, why didn't he get Lex's approval.

"The same thing? I don't believe that a powerful creature of unknown origin that suddenly appeared would selflessly help others." Lex frowned, seeing Clark's eager look. Could it be that his little reporter is a fan of Superman?

"Clark, it didn't take more than a minute for that terrorist to break into my house, and Superman arrived. You're not wondering how he knew I was in danger." Lex snorted coldly, "Since he can leave that terrorist , indicating that they are not accomplices, then that Superman must have some kind of ability to spy on me."

Saying that, Lex's face became even more ugly.

I don't!Although sometimes he wondered what Lex was doing, but he just thought about it and absolutely didn't use his ability to eavesdrop.

Clark found himself unable to explain, unless he was willing to tell Lex that he was Superman.

However, he didn't dare, he wasn't sure if Lex could accept that he was an alien, and wait, when they became more familiar and trusted each other, maybe he could tell Lex all the secrets.

"Maybe he just met by chance." Clark tried to change Lex's impression of Superman.

Oh, it's really hard for the lost little reporter to refuse, Lex couldn't hold back, he reached out and rubbed Clark's hair, it felt good, since it was Clark's wish, he didn't mind giving in: "Okay, I admit, The current Superman is doing good things, as long as he doesn't do things that endanger the Metropolis, I will try to treat him fairly."

Clark was so startled by Lex's sudden movement that he almost jumped up. The opponent's movement was obviously not fast, but he didn't dodge it weirdly, as if he was looking forward to being rubbed by Lex's hair. Well, he really didn't reject it. Thinking of this, Clark felt that his face had begun to steam up.

Clark pretended not to care and turned his head to look out the window, leaving Lex with a red ear tip. After a long time, he regained his composure, looked at Lex and said seriously: "I believe that Superman will not do anything that is not good for Metropolis." thing."

"Well, I hope, he won't betray your trust." Lex smiled, Superman doesn't matter to him, if Clark likes it, he can suppress his dislike for Superman.

Clark's eyes lit up, he believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to make Lex like Superman.

When Lex stopped the car, Clark found that Lex did not take him to the restaurant, but came to the bottom of the Lex Building. It was already dark, and only a few people in the whole building were working overtime, and it was very quiet.

Lex took Clark directly to the rooftop, where everything was ready, including meat skewers, vegetables, seasonings and grills.

On summer nights, he likes to make his own barbecue to eat. Lex doesn't know why he has this strange habit. Most of the time, he is alone. Occasionally he invites Tony, and Clark is invited by him. second person.

Lex's grilling skills are very good. Clark is amazed but takes it for granted. Lex is a true genius. He can easily reach heights that others cannot achieve, no matter what.

After seeing off the satisfied little reporter, Lex decided to rest directly in the mansion. In such a short time, the manor should not be repaired yet.

However, a sudden news disrupted his plan.

While selling arms in Afghanistan, Tony was attacked and disappeared.

Putting Jean in the care of Macy's backup robot body, Lex flew directly to Afghanistan with Macy and the Winter Soldier.

"Messi, search for Tony's location. There is a man named Obadiah Stan in Tony's company. Pay attention to him." On the plane, Lex thought for a while and said.

The last time he attended Tony's banquet, he had seen Obadiah Stan, and the greedy eyes were completely undisguised. Tony's attack was most likely related to this person.

Falling behind is sometimes a form of protection. For example, now, the person who captured Tony is hiding in the depths of the desert without internet. Finding someone has become an extraordinarily difficult task, even if Messi and Jarvis The cooperation also took a lot of time to find the trace of Tony.

When Lex rushed to the enemy's stronghold with Macy and the Winter Soldier, he saw a robot break out.

Macy scanned the inside of the robot and said with certainty, "Mr. Stark is inside."

Lex watched the robot crush the terrorists all the way, "I didn't expect him to be quite violent."

Macy and the Winter Soldier stepped forward to help, and soon there were no more enemies standing in the entire stronghold. Lex stepped forward to support Tony who fell out of the opened robot, looked at his distressed appearance and said with a smile: "Look! Your treatment is not very good."

"You're so slow." Tony put most of his weight on Lex.

For this false dissatisfaction, Lex smiled indifferently. He helped Tony onto the helicopter, and then opened the refrigerator beside him, "As compensation, I brought you a hamburger."

"Then I will reluctantly forgive you." Tony slumped on the seat and grabbed one unceremoniously. The burger was cold, but tasted even more delicious.

Send Tony home safely, and throw him a pile of Obadiah Stan's criminal materials by the way, and believe that Tony can solve the next thing by himself.

Rex returned to the Metropolis, before entering the Rex Building, he seemed to look up at the sky, where a red and blue figure flashed away.

In just a few days, Superman's popularity in the metropolis grew, and people quickly got used to having a person flying over their heads and getting help from Superman.

"Sir, after the appearance of Superman, your automatic rescue system revenue has shrunk by 80%, and this ratio is still rising." Messi routinely reported the data.

"Yeah." Lex nodded slightly, looking at the golden metropolis outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes were deep, and suddenly, the breath on his body became much colder.

"That's Louise Lane?" Lex looked at the woman walking with Clark in the square not far away.

"Yes." Messi followed Lex's line of sight and nodded for confirmation.

"Messi, is my birthday coming soon?" Lex asked suddenly.

"Yes, sir, your birthday is five days away."

"I'm going to throw a party to celebrate." Lex said after pondering for a while.

"Okay, I will prepare, but, haven't you always been interested in holding birthday parties?" Macy was a little puzzled, her master had never been interested in birthday activities.

"Help me invite Clark."

Messi: "..."

She looked at the two people on the square. They were far away from each other, maintaining a distance that belonged to ordinary friends.Messi called up the surveillance footage in the square, Louise Lane looked very angry, Clark Kent looked apologetic, and Messi analyzed the mouth shapes of the two people.

"Sir, this is Mr. Kent screwing up the interview, and Louise Lane is reprimanding him as the boss." There is no other relationship between them.

"Messi, you are taking away my fun."