From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 455 Triggering a Superpower Incident

"So, the person who makes this is actually just like me, a thieving web crawler?"

Sensing that the overall fortune of Smolwell had stabilized, Whitney slightly narrowed her eyes.

Now, he was even more certain that the other party was a thief. If he were really some big shot, his behavior would undoubtedly be a provocation, and he would just slap him and kill him.

Just like Chi You in the Heavenly Court, there was no need for him to express himself. Because he was in Chi You's way, the Jade Emperor made him disintegrate. There was no reason to argue with him.

Even a powerful figure like a Grand Luo Golden Immortal has faced such challenges, so why would he be afraid of a petty thief who sneaks into someone else's world to steal their fortune? That's ridiculous. After all, he used to be a Mystic Immortal and the commander of the Heavenly River Navy. Even though he has passed away, he still has a position in the underworld and a powerful backer.

From a practical standpoint, he has already begun plotting the Sith Empire within the DC Universe, preparing to use the mortal world as a base to invade the underworld, while the other side can only stealthily absorb fortune here. The difference in their abilities is obvious!

This is his confidence!
Thinking of this, he smiled confidently, looked out the window towards the school, and thought, "By now, that Jeroen should have already begun his revenge. It's just a pity that this year's scarecrow isn't Clark Kent. I wonder what changes this butterfly of mine will bring to this world... Hmm?"

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, and in a flash, he slipped out of the window, jumped into the car, and drove off towards the school.

Because he saw flames, flames everywhere, Smallwell High School was on fire. What the hell? Is the effect of my flapping wings really that big?

Whitney started to get anxious shortly after setting off, because the traffic was even worse than during the day.

The fire was so bright that it could be seen throughout the entire town. Many families with children drove to the school. The worst part was the reporters from all over the country who had come to interview and learn about Whitney. Now that such a big news story had suddenly occurred, they naturally wouldn't let it go.

So Whitney had to get out of the car at the entrance to the town.

"Don't panic, your little girlfriend is fine, but Clark Kent is in some trouble. That Lightning Kid is having a good time right now!" Karaka's voice echoed in his mind, and Whitmin's steps immediately slowed down.

"It's good that Lana is alright. As for the others, what do I care?"

However, I should still go; at least I should show my concern for Lana, who is alright.

Fortunately, the town is not big. Once you're within the town's boundaries, it only takes about ten minutes to get to the school.

When Whitney arrived at the school, everything had calmed down. Several fire trucks were already parked outside, and a large number of students were being brought out with terrified expressions. Some were taken to the hospital, while others were taken home. When Whitney arrived at the school gate, she saw Lana taking care of several students who had sustained minor injuries.

"Lana, are you alright?!" Whitney rushed over with concern, hugged her, and asked.

"It's okay, I'm fine, it's just Tommy..."

"Tommy?!" Whitney's mind flashed to a short, chubby figure. "What happened to Tommy?"

"He...he didn't escape!" Lana looked at the still-burning auditorium with a sorrowful expression.

"What happened?!"

At that moment, a loud noise came from the sky, and a helicopter flew in from a distance. A huge searchlight shone from the helicopter onto the school. Then, when the helicopter flew over the school, a team of fully armed soldiers began to rappel down from the roof of the dilapidated school building and rushed into the still burning building.

“He’s a strange person. He can unleash lightning. He ignited…” As she said this, a look of fear appeared on Lana’s face.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know." Whitney hugged Lana again, her gaze falling on the school, which was mostly burned down. She felt a pang of heartache; this time, she would probably have to donate more money.

“Mr. Whitney, thank God you’re not hurt…”

At that moment, a sharp-eyed reporter spotted Whitney and rushed over.

His shouts also attracted the attention of other reporters.

“Mr. Whitney, can you tell us what happened?” “Mr. Fordman, were you there when it happened?”

"How many casualties were there at the scene?!"

…………

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Seeing the reporters swarming over, Whitney frowned and gently put her arm around Lana, saying, "Let's leave here first, otherwise we won't be able to leave in a little while."

Lana was also taken aback by the reporters' presence and nodded slightly.

It took Whitney a tremendous amount of effort to squeeze through the crowd. Fortunately, the cars along the way formed a natural barrier, preventing the reporters from catching up with the two immediately.

Once in the car, Whitney started the engine and drove away from the town center.

"Did a person who can generate electricity ever say why he did it?"

In the car, Whitney looked at the still-shaken Lana and asked, "Usually, villains on TV like this always talk a lot and reveal a lot of information before they take action. Obviously, this Jerome is no exception."

"He seemed to be looking for trouble with the school team players. Captain Quib got into an argument with him, and then... he knocked Captain Quib down with a bolt of lightning..."

At this point, Lana recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier, and her face paled further. But she took a deep breath and continued, "Later, the coach tried to stop him, but he was also knocked down... A current struck the wire, and it caught fire..."

"Didn't anyone stop him?"

"No...no, everyone saw that he could control the electricity, so no one dared to go up, but he still caused trouble for the team members..."

At this point, her voice became barely audible.

"Alright, that's enough. Don't think about it too much. There will be professionals to handle this kind of thing." Whitney gently patted her back, but a question flashed through her mind: Where did Clark Kent go?
Bang! !

Several kilometers from the city center, Clark Kent lay on the ground like a rag doll, looking up at Karakhai, who was clad in light armor.

"Who...who are you? Why did you attack me?"

"Ha, my foolish little brother, is this all the power you have? You've really wasted all those years in the sun!"

“You…” Clark gritted his teeth and stood up. Then his body suddenly flashed, switching to high-speed mode, and he punched Karaka in the face.

"Bang!" His fist passed through a blur, he missed, and then felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he bent over like a cooked lobster.

Karaka flashed in front of him and delivered a powerful elbow strike to his back!

boom! !

Under the immense force of the impact, Clark smashed a human-shaped crater about a meter deep into the ground, and lay helplessly in the crater.

After doing all this, she clapped her hands, then suddenly seemed to realize something and gave an embarrassed smile.

"I lured Clark away. Don't you think Smallwell desperately needs a new sensational story to divert the reporters' attention? A superhuman with destructive abilities is far more newsworthy than a newly minted billionaire genius!"

(End of this chapter)