【 General Anh My 】 Great Pursuit At The Next Door

Clark tossed and turned.

For Superman, sleep is not important. If he really wanted to rest, he should fly out of the atmosphere and "lie down" for a while in the sun that has not been weakened by the atmosphere.

He was listening to the voice next door.

This is not in line with basic morality, Superman thinks as he hugs a little girl in the middle of a black storm. Legitimate citizens should not eavesdrop on the private affairs of other legitimate citizens. But he was still listening.

Panic can't be said to be too scared, Superman thought.

Originally, he had imagined all kinds of friends or lovers he didn't know about since he was a child, and suddenly learned his true identity. Their disgust and fear are still light, and the important thing is their safety. Now he's been listening to what's going on at home.

But miraculously, Superman subconsciously believes that Anthony will not easily fall into danger. Moreover, I am now more confident and able to protect the people around me.

Coupled with Anthony's reaction just now, Superman felt that he would not react too much.

But he's curious now, and doesn't know how Anthony will clean him up tomorrow.

Stop!Clarke!What were you thinking?Is it a good thing to be cleaned up?

Well, I'm listening to Anthony's house to keep Anthony safe, Superman thinks to himself.

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Anthony feels a little uncomfortable and has a strong sense of peeping.

He found spare toiletries, took a quilt out of the closet while Nolan was nibbling on a boiled egg, and locked the door as he passed by the guest room.

"Nolan, you go sleep in the master bedroom. The

boy grabbed a brand-new toothbrush and looked blankly at the closed door. Anthony coughed, "That room was used as a utility room by me, and I couldn't clean it up tonight."

Nolan immediately said, "Then I can sleep on the couch." They

argued a few words, and of course the teacher had the upper hand. Nolan could only watch as the teacher changed the quilt in the master bedroom, and then Anthony pushed into the room, heard a knock on the door, and immediately jumped out to look.

He was glared back at by Anthony, and immediately took two steps back, listening around the corner.

"My room is empty..."

Nolan was still confused, how could Kent have such a good ear, when he heard the sound of the door closing.

Anthony walked back, ignoring the persistent knock at the door, calmly urging him to go to bed, and then turned off the light.

Nolan pricked up his ears to listen, the door was still ringing, and the teacher seemed to be ignoring him, squirming in the living room, probably arranging the quilt.

After a while, the sound of the door stopped. Nolan thought that this time it was the teacher who had won, and was just about to close his eyes and go to bed, when he heard a shout from the direction of the living room: "Anthony!" Nolan thought

carefully, it should be Kent shouting from the balcony. He simply sat up and listened.

"The child is sleeping, are you trying to disturb the people?"

"I won't shout when you come over, really, it's easy to catch a cold when you sleep on the sofa." Let's take this opportunity to talk about serious topics as well.

"Who wants to talk about serious topics in the middle of the night, I'm not Superman, I don't like to stay up late. "

Then let's not talk about it, you come and sleep." I'm not going to do anything to you. Nolan

was shocked, why did this topic go more and more off-track? And this statement seems to be very unbelievable...

He continued to listen, but it was quiet outside. He waited for a while, but there was still no sound outside, so he had to lie down obediently. A few minutes later, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

Nolan: "!" The

boy sat up abruptly, listening intently, but there was no sound outside the door, not even the gentle footsteps that had been there before.

Nolan crawled out of bed lightly, and did a while of thought construction at the door, even thinking about the response to Anthony's reprimand, and finally grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened the door a crack.

It was dark outside, but he adapted to the light, and could see that there were no standing figures in the living room, the quilt on the sofa was also black, and only the shadows of potted plants could be seen on the balcony----- in short, no one.

Nolan looked shocked and ran barefoot to the balcony to look. The light next door is not strong, it should just be a lamp or something, and you can barely hear the conversation next door. I couldn't hear what was going on, but at least I could tell that it was two people.

Soon, a figure approached the balcony of the neighbor's house, and it was Kent. The man winked at him proudly and whispered, "Your teacher has gone to sleep, you can go back quickly, and we will have breakfast together tomorrow." "

Nolan was shocked for 10,000 years. He stalked the teacher home, just to want to be in the same room with the person he trusted, to ask for peace of mind, how could he still spend the night alone in the end?

But it felt good to think that the person he trusted the most was next door. He walked back into the room at Kent's urging and slipped under the covers.

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It was a good night.

Superman flew out twice, both well, and came back and fell asleep. Nolan hugged the quilt and slept soundly. Fanny knew that the teacher would always take care of it, and she slept peacefully.

Except for Pate.

Anthony carefully adjusted his breathing so that it was a little longer, mimicking the state of falling asleep. Who knows if that pervert is paying attention to the sound of his breathing and heartbeat.

This feeling of being half-stripped of the vest is very bad. He wasn't sure if Superman really trusted him, he didn't know what perverted abilities he had, and he didn't know what weaknesses he had---- which looked similar to before, but now that he had exposed Superman, Superman's attitude must be very subtle.

The most embarrassing thing is that he still lives in this guy's house!

They used to be neighbors, and they could rely on Kent's moral standards to maintain a precarious peace, but now this is Kent's own house, and it is certain that he will be watched!

Anthony couldn't help but think nonsense.

When I first felt the sense of peeping, I quickly moved most of the sensitive things away, and there were some family relics and the like in the guest room, so there should be no problem...

After a while, he heard the sound of small pieces of rain.

Anthony didn't bother to pay attention to it, but remembering that the room had a wooden floor, he still got up and closed the window. Late autumn was somewhat cold, so he quickly closed the glass window and drew the curtains.

As he turned around, he saw a man standing in the doorway.

Anthony froze for a moment, then relaxed, leaning against the window and meeting the man's eyes. He wasn't sure if what he saw was a real ghost or a hallucination, and he couldn't see it in the presence of anyone else anyway.

He is not afraid, and he dares to act. He looked the man up and down, recognizing him as the little police officer he had killed in Gotham. The murder went very well, after all, this rare man of justice can offend many people in Gotham, anyway, no one investigated thoroughly, and the case was hastily closed. Back then, Batman was just a joke.

Anthony counted the blood dripping from the little officer's face and waited for him to disappear on his own. But this man seems to be very stubborn, obviously he doesn't know Anthony well, and he stays longer than Mie.

Tick, tick.

The room fell silent.

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Clark is sensitive and wakes up when he hears the rain. He quietly got up and walked to the window.

Super speed can make him wake up without making a sound, but it can't keep the windows from making noise. He had no choice but to gently hold on to the window frame and push it to the side to block the thin rain.

Christmas was coming, he thought. With a few days off at Christmas, he would naturally go back to Kansas. But the gift for mom and dad isn't ready yet....

Naturally, he perceives everything in the room at the same time.

Nolan next door is still sleeping, maybe it's time for me to close the window for him. Anthony... Anthony also got up and was closing the window... Anthony stopped, shortening his breath and his heartbeat.

Clark listened intently.

Anthony didn't move, not even the sound of his clothes rubbing. The breathing slowed down, and so did the heartbeat, but it quickly became too low.

He

frowned, and instead of holding back his voice, he stepped out of his footsteps, opened the door, walked to the door of the guest room, and knocked lightly.

Clark soon heard Anthony's breathing and heartbeat return to normal levels, followed by the sound of walking barefoot, followed by the door opening.

Super eyesight allowed him to see that Anthony had a bad face.

"What?"

Clark remembered, Anthony didn't make any strange noises. But he has already admitted that he is superman in disguise, and said confidently: "I heard that something is not quite right with you."

Anthony rolled his eyes: "What kind of pervert are you

?" Clark made a lightning move and touched the back of Anthony's hand: "You're very cold, what's wrong?" "

Maybe it's because your quilt is too thin." Anthony was listless, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at his feet. There is no blood at all here.

The honest man then opened the cabinet and found him a blanket, and was about to leave, when Anthony suddenly said, "I can't sleep, let's talk." "