【 General Anh My 】 Great Pursuit At The Next Door

The clown was measured, and the virus disappeared on its own after saying that. He took control of his computer and immediately started the antivirus.

Nothing.

Anthony let out a cloudy breath. His skill points are not in computer technology, and he pays more attention to the magic side, and he was actually drilled. He stood there and thought for a moment, and realized that the most powerful computer skills he knew of were Batman and Lex Luthor.

Anthony: Wealth and danger are sought.

At this moment, the computer rang again, and it was Clark's email with the subject line "The Ending".

Loyal readers apathetically deleted the notice and searched for news about Gotham.

"Batman detains the Joker back to Arkham Prison

", "The Joker detonates the bomb

", "The Joker declares war on Batman", "The Joker

escapes",

Anthony clicks into the latest one to take a closer look. His equipment has all been transferred to the base, and it is now difficult for him to receive information from Gotham.

The Joker planted bombs in both the port and the city center, rain and dew, Anthony's sphere of influence also existed, fortunately Robin successfully defused the bombs, and the real victims were the Central Hospital and... Scarecrow's attic.

That's his gift?

uh... These two places did have his unpleasant experiences. But....

Anthony stared at the messy warehouse on the blurry photo, I really thank you for not letting me be suspected of being in league with you!

He paced a few steps in place, calmed down, sat down, and opened Clark's mail.

This guy too, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night. He didn't have to sleep.

Anthony adjusted the quilt, looked at half of the data, curled up into a ball in his chair, and began to read the text.

This one is obviously awkward in word count, longer than the average chapter, and not divided into two chapters. There are also a lot of wrong words, which are probably the product of passionate typing.

He drooped his eyelids and began to look. It's almost as he predicted It's a HE product, Hill succeeded in seizing power, Knos stepped down, and it was better to write about Knoss's pride and dignity... Although

it is only mentioned in the last two paragraphs, it is clear that Hill's mentality is not right, and it is very likely that he will be more authoritarian than Knos in the future.

And Hill's girlfriend Oh no, now a fiancée, completely reveals her ambition - there is no such thing as an inseparable love, but it is just a political investment.

Anthony was a little surprised, and he thought Clark was one of the more idealistic people.

In other words, the true idealist has to count himself.

Anthony quickly corrected some simple mistakes, and wanted to ask if there was a postscript or something extra. Presumably Clark hadn't slept yet, so he ran to the balcony and knocked on the railing of the window next door.

There was no movement.,It's estimated that the magical girl went out to help after transforming.。

Anthony ran back to the room, put on his coat, stepped on the railing of the balcony, leaned out halfway, and whispered into the empty night sky, "Clark Kent!"

Superman first habitually floated above the balcony, quickly remembered something, and then sank slightly, at eye level with Anthony, and asked very gently, "Is there something wrong? Did you wake up suddenly?" Anthony

immediately glared at him, and Superman raised his hands: "I didn't eavesdrop on your breathing! Just hear that you should be asleep before going out.

Anthony looked at him suspiciously, tightening the covers.

"You're right, it's all your fault, I forgot to shut down my computer, and your email woke me up. After reading your novel, I can't sleep now. You're responsible, come in and talk to me.

Superman smiled helplessly and followed him into the house.

Anthony curled up on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, watching Superman sit on a small stool next to the "laboratory", aggrievedly tucking his long legs, and couldn't help but laugh.

"I want to know more about you, Clark.

Superman was about to speak, when Anthony added, "But I also want you to know me better."

"If you want to look it up, it's easy. My father's name was Alan Pate. Somerville Murderer in Tennessee. Maybe you've heard of it.

Superman didn't move, just looked at him soothingly.

"Actually, I wasn't surprised when the police came to the house to arrest him... I was five years old at the time, and I was already a little sensible. My father killed people and completely hid it from my mother and my brother, but he didn't hide it from me. Maybe he thought I wouldn't remember. I may be two years old, or younger, and have vague memories of the churner at home... You must think my dad is disgusting.

Superman whispered, "But he's a good father." You even call him "daddy."

"yes, I still can't think of anything bad about him. He is very good at cooking. Apple pie—"

Superman frowned uneasily.

"Also homemade fries and stargazing. He loves to do some... Spooky food. But it's delicious. Well, when I was six years old, he was sentenced to death. My brother and I are called the Devil's Child. And they all said, Where there is a Father, there is a Son. "

That's not your fault," Superman whispered, "you're innocent." You are kind.

Anthony winced, shielding his eyes with his horns. "Maybe they're right. During that time, I beat up all the kids who provoked me. This caused our family to be completely unaccepted and moved to Kansas.

Superman's heart jumped. He waited for the next step, but he didn't hear a sound. Anthony was clearly not asleep, and was looking at him with his eyes open, probably waiting for his response.

Superman pondered and said, "Where are your mom and brother now?" in Kansas?"

Anthony said blandly, "My mom died of drugs, and my brother died of a tornado.

Clark fully returned, walked over and hugged Anthony. He couldn't help but think of his own childhood when he experienced tornadoes.

Most of the time he was well protected by his parents and took refuge in the basement. But once, he almost lost his father.

But that's the handicap. Clark knew that this was not the right place to talk about this, so he didn't speak.

Anthony: "Can I go to your house for Christmas?"

Clark pauses, "Of course I can!"

-

Fanny's day is full. In the morning, she went to the prison to visit Jenny, and in the afternoon she went to the public library to help Nolan study.

Nolan is not stupid, but his reaction is a bit slow, plus it is difficult to express. But he has tried his best to keep up with the level of normal people, and strangers say a few words to him, and he can't see it at all. In addition, he was very passionate about Mr. Anthony's class, and he quickly got through chemistry.

But, "The exam is not just chemistry, Schmidt," Fanny said quietly, pushing the book in front of him, "and you need to make up for literature." They

stayed for an afternoon and had some quick food, and then Nolan was going back to "home" and Fanny was going to go with her parents to buy some small things for Christmas.

Nolan looked excited: "I want to invite Mr. Anthony to our place for Christmas, Mrs. Forance likes to be lively.

Fanny: "Actually, I kind of think about it, you know, my sister can't go home... But maybe the teacher wants to go back to his own house?"

Nolan whispered, "The teacher told me that his family is gone.

"Ahh Fanny thought for a moment, "But Schmidt, our family really wants to have guests coming, why don't you give me the opportunity?"

"I'm sorry," said Nolan, "we should each according to our strength, and at the same time send a message to the teacher explaining who the invitation will accept."

"Okay.

-

"Wait a minute. Anthony said suddenly.

Clark turned around and watched him stop, pulled out his phone, looked through something, and started typing. Soon, he was over and walked over to Clark in the corner.

"What's the matter?"

and Fanny and Nolan invited me to their place for Christmas at the same time. Clark

raised an eyebrow: "That's a coincidence."

"yes, that's a coincidence. Anthony walked into the drinks section with his shopping cart and picked up the expensive wines.

"Is there a guest?"

"No, for Uncle Kent."

"Then it's too expensive! My father will be upset! A small gift is fine, he prefers the local ale."

"Really, what should I send?"

"You don't need to make it that complicated, maybe you can make them a nice bottle with chemicals."

"How's that going to work, it's too informal. This is the first time we've met!How about buying some jewelry for Mrs. Kent?

" Before Clark could reply, he heard a familiar voice call out to him,

"Hey Clark!" Clark immediately turned his head to look, "Hey

Louise!" Louise took her female friend in her hand, smiled ambiguously at them, and turned to the other side of the shelf.