The Knights of the DC House

In Metropolis, Clark Kent, a well-known reporter from Planet Daily, began to spend his daily life. While searching for materials on the street, he also walked into a cafe, looked around, and sat down at a seat that was already occupied.

, and the guy drinking coffee there didn't say much. It was obvious that the two knew each other. After ordering a cup of coffee to the waiter who came over, the tall figure took off the hat on his head and put it on his head.

His own appearance appears.

"You guys, this is the first time I've seen you in Metropolis without a uniform. What's the matter with contacting me suddenly? Bruce." The person sitting in front of him drinking coffee was Bruce Wayne. Normally, their meeting

They all wear their own combat uniforms and transform into Superman and Batman, either in space or on an alien planet, fighting with their teammates against those who are trying to invade the earth, and meeting and drinking in a casual cafe like this

This is the first time we have a coffee chat.

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Bruce, who was sipping his coffee, asked back, which made Clark choke. Although he knew it was a polite comment, he really couldn't say anything.

"I hope you just come here to talk to me about everyday things, but I know you, Bruce, you are not such a boring person." Clark took a helpless drink after taking the coffee handed by the waiter and lowered his head to take a sip.

He sighed and said, how could he understand the thoughts of this close friend in front of him? They are an old couple, bah, they are old comrades in arms.

"Oh, I'm really just chatting with you. It's been a month. How is the progress between you and your son?"

"I knew you weren't so kind!"

He complained speechlessly, and Clark also sighed a little. It has been a month since the incident in Markovia. Except for the last three palaces that appeared in the national satellites of various countries, which shocked them a little, the other parts were already in Markovia.

With the help of the two princes and the Justice League, everything they did in Markovia, including Ke Wen and others, was also cleared of traces of their activities under the arrangements of the authorities and Batman, but the traces were eliminated.

, does not mean that the deeds have been eliminated.

In the National Mall in Makovia, several statues stand there. No one knows their names, but they all remember what they did in the country. And a month is enough for the outsider team to digest the details of this mission.

With the experience gained, he continued to receive training from his bosses. As the only two protagonists who became fathers in the Markovia incident, Clark's head almost exploded.

I didn't cheat, and I didn't fool around, but somehow I got an extra teenage son. More importantly, from a biological point of view, I turned out to be the mother, and the other guy who provided the genes turned out to be my enemy, the one who always

The bald Luther, who used the public relations team to smear himself, was so angry when he thought of this. But unfortunately, Clark had to accept the fact that even if he was cloned, Connor did have his genes and was also a human being.

Kryptonian, for the Kryptonian bloodline that currently only involves him and Kara, there is another clan member.

"Why, you didn't have a good talk with him?" Looking at Clark's sad face, Bruce said directly as if he knew something.

"I don't know how to talk to him. I'm not ready to be a father, especially to an eighteen-year-old son who somehow possesses my genes." Clark said distressedly.

"Strictly speaking, he is only three years old. His current age was created by Lex through genetic technology." Bruce corrected.

"It's the same. I've only met with him a few times this month. I really can't figure out how to communicate with him."

"He's a lot like you." Bruce said abruptly, making Clark almost choke on the coffee in his mouth. "Not only his ability, but also his personality and appearance. But he doesn't live in a good environment. If you can't be a good parent,

His role is equivalent to pushing him to Lex's side. How do you think Lex will train him?"

Clark didn't speak, just lowered his head and drank coffee. He admitted that Bruce's words were reasonable, but it didn't mean that he could accept that he was a father. His child was still in Louise's belly and was only five months old.

, there is still some time before birth, and he can only use his super hearing to hear the heartbeat of his unborn child. This alone has already made him, a guy with great power, very busy, and now he still has to go.

Who can handle raising an eighteen-year-old child?

"Don't try to escape. This is your responsibility as a mother."

'Pa!' As soon as he heard Bruce say the word mother, Clark's hand holding the cup was broken by him with a strong force, and he looked at Bruce with an unhappy expression, "You shouldn't talk about this, I will take care of it."

Things, but don’t forget, you have a daughter at home now, you have to deal with more things than me! Waiter, pay the bill, I will pay for the losses.”

After saying something unhappily, Clark left his seat, paid all the bills for the cup and Bruce, and left the cafe. Bruce just raised his eyebrows, watching Clark leave in a panic, still sipping his coffee.

He whispered: "I also know that I have to deal with more things than you, otherwise why do you think I came to the metropolis." After saying that, he also took out his mobile phone, made a piece of information into an email and sent it to another number.

In the metropolitan apartment, Louise, who was five months pregnant, had already started taking maternity leave. She was sitting at home reading a parenting book when her mobile phone placed next to the table vibrated. Louise, who was already bored with reading, also picked up her mobile phone and opened it.

When she opened the link in the email sent by this unknown number, she was shocked! Then a burst of unknown anger arose.

Clark, who was looking for materials on the street, also felt an inexplicable coldness rushing up his spine at this time, which made him look around a little confused, but found nothing unusual. And who was drinking coffee in the cafe

Bruce also showed a successful smile, then left the cafe, drove his luxury car and left the metropolis.

Clark, who was provoked by Bruce's words and left the cafe, did not go back to his cozy cabin at this time. Instead, he was leaning on the railing on the other side of the moat of the metropolis, letting his thoughts go. And behind him,

In Superman Park, a statue of Superman leaning down and stretching out his hand stands there. This was voluntarily built by Metropolis for everything he has done in Metropolis over the years. By the way, this park was previously funded by Lex Enterprises.

, was later officially renamed by the Metropolitan Government.

Clark sat on the chair, looking at the scenery outside the railing and feeling worried. Rather than being aroused by Bruce's words, it was better to say that he was escaping because he really didn't know how to resolve the relationship between Connor and him.

The problem is that he is not Bruce. Apart from the physical bonus plug-ins that Kryptonians have and his kind personality, he is actually more like an ordinary person, and his will is not as strong as Bruce.

It is his weakness, the weakness of human nature, and it is precisely because of this that the people of the metropolis like him. After all, a perfect person does not have much in common with them. The reason why he is called the God on earth,

It's more because his ability is strong enough to prevent tragedy before it happens.

Apart from these, he still has to worry about what material to find for tomorrow's newspaper, he has to be responsible for his fiancée's three meals a day, and he gets excited when he hears the heartbeat of his unborn child every day. He is nervous, scared, and excited.

A car parked quietly behind him, and a figure in a suit and leather shoes walked out of it and sat next to Clark.

"Oh, please, Lex. I'm not in the mood to report with you today. Can't you just leave me alone for a while?" He didn't even need to look, he knew who was coming. How many times had he had sex with Lex overtly or covertly?

There's a conflict, how could you not remember Lex's heart rate and breathing rhythm?

"I'm not here to report to you today, but to discuss a matter that only you and I should discuss." Lex said mysteriously.

"What do you want to say?"

"About our child, Connor Kent~"

Clark:???

"Why, you and I have been fighting each other for ten years. Do you think I don't know who your other identity is? You look down on my IQ too much." Lex looked at Clark with an expression of caring for the mentally retarded. He really didn't like it.

Understand why Clark is so surprised. "Don't worry, your secret, the secrets of your super friends are only known to me until now, and I have helped you eliminate many bad factors secretly. Just for this, I think

We have to have a good chat."

"What do you want to do, join it and help us like this at the same time?" Superman did not directly say the name of the Illuminati, even though his IQ was online at this time, and he knew how to use his super vision and super hearing to detect the surroundings.

"I'm just doing something I want to do, but I'm not here to discuss this today. I was the one responsible for Connor, and it was my idea to let him go, but it's your responsibility to teach him well."

"I don't understand why you want to do this. You must create him."

"It's just to verify my guess. He will decide whether I should help you or attack you in the future. Don't forget that you already know the identities of some people, and you still don't know the identities of some people. Even the brain of the Justice League,

It will take some time. So, take care of him and don't let my suspicion fail. This is your responsibility, kid~" After patting him on the shoulder, Lex left calmly, but Clark was even more confused.

Well, you can't get rid of his identity as a mother, right?

In the afternoon, Clark, who had bought the ingredients, returned to his sweet house, "Honey, I'm back." Clark, carrying large and small bags of ingredients, closed the door and called to his fiancée.

"Oh, I know you're coming back. I don't plan to say anything about your day's work." Sitting on the sofa with a big belly, Louise looked at Clark with a sweet smile, and there was a faint light shining on her earrings.

"Oh, I talked with two big shots, and there's nothing left. Forget it, let me cook first." Thinking of his bad experience this day, Clark said vaguely.

"No, Clark, I want to hear it," Louise stood up and walked towards her lover, and Clark also felt that the ingredients that should have been weightless in his hands began to weigh. Louise put her hand on her

On Clark's shoulder, he said with a smile: "Especially, you have an eighteen-year-old son outside."

As she finished saying this, Louise put her hand on Clark's shoulder hard, and Clark knelt down without even having a chance to react. This momentary change made Clark feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

The ingredients were also scattered on the floor. Looking at Louise who was holding her down with one hand, she had a look of panic on her face.

"No, you have to listen to my explanation on this!"

"No need to explain, I have it all here." He raised his phone, and the email link he clicked on contained all the instructions about the relationship between Connor and Clark. The sender was Clark's familiar ID, but that was not the point.

The point is that he was pushed to his knees by his wife! "What's going on with you?"

"Oh, are you talking about this? Do you remember when we told the Justice League that we were going to get married? Did you see the earrings on my ears? The kryptonite earrings that Batman gave me. He said that in order to prevent my future married life

Disharmony, it seems that among all the Justice League, his gift is the most useful~"

Clark knelt on the ground, listening to his wife's words, and there was only one voice in his mind: Fuck Batman!

1 second to remember Aishang:.m.