American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

The moon is sparse and the autumn wind is bleak. The bright moonlight shining on the corn rice fields creates a unique artistic conception, which is beautiful and yet gentle.

But in such a beautiful night scene, no one was there. Even if they paid attention, they all had their own thoughts.

Watching the figures leaving with a solemn look, a member of the Cobot family finally couldn't hold it any longer and slowly came to Cobot's side.

"Grandfather, those blood descendants don't regard us as their own family at all. They use us completely as tools. There is no need for us to please them too much!"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction on the man's face. In the huge Copot family, there are currently only two lucky ones who have been selected to become blood descendants. For the huge Copot family, this is too few!

Compared to their contributions, it is completely out of proportion!

"Oh, our Cobot family will all join the blood clan sooner or later. This is just a matter of time. Integrating into Yongye is our opportunity. All the companies in the family must move closer to the Yongye Group. We want to become Yongye The largest family in the group!”

"Eternal night?"

There was confusion on the man's face, although he didn't quite understand the behavior of the vampires in establishing the Yongye Company. After all, with powerful power and eternal life, what else do you need wealth for?

For him who has been enjoying a silver spoon since birth, wealth is the most useless!

But now his grandfather said that everything lies in Yongye, which forced him to think deeply.

"...Ha, if you are so impatient and want to become a blood descendant, then I can make the decision and give it to you!"

"..."

The man was silent for a moment. As an elite of the Cobot family, his target is not just an ordinary blood descendant. You must know that blood descendants have different levels. His target is a third generation blood descendant!

"Do you think they don't know our thoughts? Do you think Faso will let us easily stand on their heads?"

Cobot chuckled, and his words also made the man look surprised. Apparently, he heard the meaning of his grandfather's words.

Compared to the goals of his three generations of blood descendants, his grandfather's goal was most likely the legendary elder of the vampire clan!

"The only thing we have to do is to do our best to help Yong Ye, integrate into Yong Ye, let the ancestors see it, and even let the legendary Blood God see it. When Yong Ye stands on the top of the world, we will definitely Become the most powerful branch of the vampire clan, and maybe even become the master of this world!"

Cobot spread his hands, his eyes shining brightly, and he was even intoxicated in his own fantasy. All the Cobot members around him also showed excited expressions.

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(The sound of a whistle!)

"Come on! Knock that guy down hard!"

"Come on Clark!"

"Fake Squid, kill them, Fake Squid!"

The entire auditorium burst into enthusiastic cheers and shouts, looking at the football match going on below with enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes.

Pete yelled Clark's name crazily. What could be more exciting than seeing his friend galloping in the most desirable sport for American men!

Chloe on the side looked much duller than Peter. She would usually show nervousness only when Clark collided head-on with others. In most cases, she liked to look at the audience in the auditorium. Looking for a business that interests her.

Finally, her eyes lit up and she noticed a figure suddenly appearing not far from the auditorium.

Jonathan Kent was sitting in the audience, his eyes fixed on his son's figure walking across the grass. Different from the expectant or excited eyes of others, his face was full of nervousness and worry, and his eyes followed Clark's figure closely.

Fortunately, until now, Clark has not shown any unusual behavior. Jonathan Kent can only cheer secretly in his heart. God knows what his reaction will be when he learns that Clark participates in rugby.

You must know that those special police officers have not left the small town of Smallville, so he is naturally worried that his son will attract their attention. He knows this American government too well!

Soon, the fledgling Clark was targeted by the rugby players. Within a moment, Clark caught the rugby and inserted it crazily towards the side of the bend, but there were three rugby players surrounding him.

Clark, who had not conducted a lot of systematic training, was quickly surrounded by several people. One person hit him first and knocked him to the ground. The other three were like stacks of arhats, pressing him under him.

Seeing the scene, all the students in the audience gave surprised looks. Jonathan Kent quickly walked down from his seat, calling Clark's name and walking quickly towards the field.

Anyone with a discerning eye can detect the fishiness contained in this.

But soon, after the man who was the referee and the coach of the football team said no foul words, Jonathan Kent returned to his seat reluctantly. As the game continued, Clark lost one after another, which made his face a little pale. Jonathan Kent, who saw all this in his eyes, was anxious but had no choice in his heart.

After being intercepted and knocked to the ground again, Clark looked at Lana in the audience with some panic, and saw Lana's worried face, which filled his heart with frustration.

Without the use of superpowers, he simply cannot compete with these experienced rugby players. He has become the breakthrough point of his own team.

"Fake! Clark, what are you doing? Look at the good things you have done!"

The coach outside the court yelled and cursed loudly, which made Clark's already depressed heart even more frustrated. Soon, he was forced off the court by the male coach. Looking at the angry man, Clark lowered his head in despair.

boom!

He pushed the boy in front of him hard, and the man was filled with anger. He pointed one finger at Clark and cursed loudly.

"Why are you so useless? You just get blocked one after another. Why do you still catch the ball if you can't do it? I really don't know why I let you join the team!"

The harsh words filled Clark's heart with hesitation. It wasn't until Peter and others arrived that the man who was madly cursing gradually stopped speaking.

"Coach, why are you scolding Clark like this? How long has he been on the football team before you pull him up to win the game?"

Peter on the side couldn't stand it, so he stood up to speak for his friend. However, what greeted him was the angry look of the coach. For some reason, he looked at the coach who was glaring at him with anger, as if he saw a group of people. The burning flames made Peter shrink his neck subconsciously.

"Coach, I think you are indeed too harsh on Clark!"

Even Lana, who had just arrived, couldn't help but say this. However, in the face of their questioning, the man sneered disdainfully and glared at Clark fiercely.

"I reprimanded my students, why are you nosy? If you are so tolerant, then is it necessary for our school's football team to participate in the competition?"

With a cold expression on his face, he glanced at the group of students surrounding him one by one, and silenced each of them.

“My son is quitting the football team!”

Jonathan Kent said loudly as he walked over. He glared at the man angrily, showing no fear.

Even when faced with the questioning from the other party's parents, the man was not confused at all and looked indifferent. Instead, he looked at Clark with some meaning: "Why, Clark, do you think so too? You also want to be a coward and fail. Is that so?"

"Don't target my son!"

Jonathan Kent's tone instantly went up two degrees. He couldn't see the real intention of the man in front of him. This guy was completely deliberately trying to punish Clark.

"Oh, sir, Clark is already an adult. His decision to go or stay should be his own, not yours, right?"

"you!"

Looking at Meng Meng, a man with a calm face and a look of no fear, Jonathan Kent felt that his teeth were itching with anger, and Peter and others around him were helpless.

Clark himself had a tangled look on his face. He didn't even dare to look at Lana who was standing on the other side. He could feel Lana's concerned gaze, which put an end to his original idea of ​​quitting the rugby team. , he wants to prove himself in front of the person he has a crush on.

"Hey, coach, I also think what you did is a bit too extreme. After all, Clark just joined the basketball team not long ago, right?"

Another voice sounded. However, just when the man was about to retort, his expression suddenly changed when he saw the other party's figure, and then he faced him with a bright smile on his face.

"Lin? Haha, I didn't mean to target Clark. I still admire him very much, but do you also know that our school's official competition is about to start? If Clark is in such a state, it will make me let him continue. Participating in the competition is a question mark!”

There was no arrogance at all when talking to Lana and others, he explained patiently with a smile on his face.

Looking at the flattering coach facing Lin Jue, Peter on the side quietly gave Lin Jue a thumbs up.

Chloe picked up the camera with bright eyes and started filming.

As for Lana, she looked a little strangely at Lin Jue, who made the coach repeatedly promise not to be too harsh on Clark while talking and laughing.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Lin Jue striding forward with a somewhat different Asian appearance, Jonathan Kent was stunned. He didn't even recognize the man walking in front of him.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Jonathan. I am Clark's friend. My name is Lin Jue. Nice to meet you!"

Looking at Lin Jue with a warm smile and a gentle temperament, Jonathan couldn't find anything wrong with him. He even just helped his son, so he quickly stretched out his hand to shake Lin Jue's hand.