"Mr. Spike, what should we do next? Report to the board of directors?"

In the car speeding on the rugged road outside the farm, the subordinate asked the hook-nosed man.

Spike shook his head with a sinister expression and said, "No, that will make the board think that we are not doing a good job and can't even handle such a small matter."

"Then what should we do?"

The subordinate said with a frown: "Continue to negotiate with him? Maybe he is unwilling to sell the farm because he is not satisfied with the conditions we proposed."

"Negotiate? I won't negotiate with a greedy man."

Sitting in the back of the car, watching the scenery flashing outside the car window, he said coldly: "He is not qualified to negotiate conditions now."

"The old and sick wolves with the lowest status in the wolf pack are not qualified to ask the leader of the wolf pack to give them more food. This is against the rules. If I give in to his conditions, he will lose respect for me."

He said with dissatisfaction in his tone, "He is a guy who is pushing his luck. As long as I give in a little, he might dare to take advantage of me. I am not his father."

Just when he compared Peter to a sick wolf in the wolf pack, he suddenly noticed a flash of red light in the distance.

"What is that?"

Surprised, Spike immediately turned his head to the front of the vehicle.

"Red leaves? They are pretty."

He said to everyone with his legs crossed.

But soon, in his astonished eyes, the red light in the distance continued to grow.

"Buzz!"

The red laser instantly rushed towards the moving car.

It seemed to carry a light of death with a strong destructive momentum.

The red laser barely brushed past the car and hit the trees on the roadside, instantly piercing the trunk.

This is not a red leaf, but a death ray!

"Shit!"

Realizing that he was attacked, Spike, who was horrified, immediately shouted: "Damn it, turn around, turn around!"

The panicked driver immediately stepped on the brakes.

"Squeak!"

The car driving at high speed made a harsh sound.

As a result, because of the high speed, the car accidentally hit the tree stump on the roadside, making a "bang" sound.

The car lost control and rushed directly to the deep ditch on the side of the road.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The car rolled down continuously and finally overturned heavily at the bottom of the ditch.

Spike, who was rolling in the car continuously, was hit on the head, back and arms.

The severe pain almost made him faint.

When the car finally stopped rolling, the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

Then a groan was heard in the car.

He opened his eyes and wiped his sticky head.

The pungent smell made him realize that this should be his own blood.

Enduring the needle-like pain coming from his whole body, he raised his head slightly and looked at the others.

The others in the car were awake and should be fine.

"Cough cough."

After coughing a few times, he said to the others with difficulty: "Call the emergency number!"

Turning over, he gasped and touched the clothes he had placed in the back seat.

There was a mobile phone in the clothes, which could be used to call the emergency number.

Suddenly!

His eyes suddenly saw a child standing on the road.

The other person's figure was a little blurry in the night.

But a pair of red eyes were particularly eye-catching.

He couldn't help but shudder.

The red light in Zu's eyes went out, and he turned around.

A smile that Peter was very familiar with in his previous life appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But the smile froze the next second.

He was surprised to see Clark standing in front of him.

"John!"

Clark glanced at the car below and looked at Zu.

"You did it?!"

"I don't know what you are talking about, I have to go home."

Zu pretended to be stupid and walked forward directly.

Clark grabbed his clothes at once, "I just saw that your eyes can emit something like lasers!"

He couldn't believe it at this time that his good friend could be like a superhero.

"No, I didn't!"

Peter told him not to show his superpowers in front of outsiders.

He respected his father very much, otherwise he would not have caused these bad guys to get into a car accident in order to vent his anger for his father.

"You shouldn't do this."

Although Clark envied Azu's ability, he felt that it was wrong to do so.

At this time, Clark's Kryptonian ability had not yet awakened, and he thought he was just an ordinary person.

"What?"

Azu looked at him angrily, "I am punishing the Dark Lord, Clark."

"He wanted to take away my family's farm and threatened my father. No one can do this to my father!"

Clark's face flushed, "But you shouldn't hurt others. The Godfather said that it is wrong to hurt other people's lives."

"The punishment for bad people is not to hurt others."

Azu was angry that Clark didn't stand on his side, "They want to hurt Dad, is it right?"

"But they haven't done it yet, it's very dangerous."

Clark continued to stick to his point of view.

Although he is young, under the education of Jonathan and Martha, his character of sticking to the bottom line has begun to show.

"Because that's not your father."

Azu said angrily: "Because your father is Jonathan!"

Clark looked at him in shock, "No, the godfather is also my father."

"You're not, because you don't love him at all, so you don't care if someone wants to hurt him."

Azu said excitedly: "You are at my house, eating and sleeping, and daddy also paints with you and plays football with you!"

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he became, feeling like a child who lacked love.

It was as if Clark had kissed him and he had picked him up.

Although Peter would also accompany him to draw and play football, he thought that the other party spent more time with Clark.

"I hate you, Clark, because daddy cares more about you because you took him away!"

Azu expressed his true inner thoughts.

This made Clark, who had never noticed Azu's sensitive heart, suddenly stunned!

"But instead of facing him, you still want to help these people who want to hurt him."

Azu felt that he and his father had been betrayed.

As he spoke, he pushed Clark forward fiercely, pushing him to the ground, and then walked forward without looking back.

After walking for a while, he suddenly regretted it.

So he secretly glanced back and found that Clark was still lying on the ground.

He wanted to go back and help the other person up, but he couldn't wipe his face at all.

"It's his fault anyway, why should I help him?"

Azu kept muttering on the road.

"I'm not wrong, this was Clark's own mistake."

Although he said this, he quickly became frustrated.

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