American comics: I turn into a dark superhero and create a dark universe

Thus.

Female journalists can establish their own image in front of all media.

Promotion and salary increase are no problem.

Maybe even enter parliament.

Become an important decision maker in parliament.

Thinking of this, the female reporter became even more proud.

Superman, who saw this scene from a distance, sneered silently.

Take back your super vision and super hearing.

The whole person rose into the sky.

Break through the clouds.

Fly towards the square towards the goddess.

And the goddess will be this side.

The female reporter continued to give an extremely generous speech.

"Superman is the epitome of the inhumanity."

"We humans used to trust him so much."

"What did he do to us?"

"I actually refuse to accept the highest judgment of mankind."

"He relied on his own strength to kill the superheroes Winter Soldier and Falcon."

"And they killed so many peacekeepers."

"Last time in this square."

"Five or six thousand people who shared the same blood as us were all killed by him."

"Even if Superman was standing here today."

"I want to ask him a question, too."

"What do you think of us humans when you kill them like this?"

Just as the female reporter was giving a speech excitedly.

There was a sudden bang.

A figure fell to the ground nearby.

Stones flew everywhere on the hard concrete floor.

A body of steel.

Angular face.

A cloak that flutters.

A very cold and handsome look.

The entire square with tens of thousands of people suddenly became silent.

Tens of thousands of people were looking at that figure.

An uncontrollable panic arose in my heart.

At this acute moment.

Superman suddenly arrived.

An indescribable heavy pressure emanated from the man's figure.

The female reporter, who had just been speaking in indignation, suddenly stopped talking, like a pheasant being grabbed by the neck.

Superman Lin Fan strides forward.

Took the microphone from the female reporter.

He glanced at the tens of thousands of people present and said calmly:

"Ask me what I regard you humans as?"

"I'm telling you."

"I treat you humans as arrogant ants."

After saying this, a huge black murderous aura rose up from behind Superman, and his eyes turned hot and blood red.

Thermal vision brewing.

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Chapter 7: A real man, the envied motherland! [Third update, please give me flowers and comments]

The people at the scene saw that Superman was about to start another killing spree.

Both eyes are scarlet and hot, and vision needs to be activated.

I was very panicked inside.

When death approaches, all kinds of thoughts come to mind.

A variety of thoughts filled my mind.

this moment.

It seems like we have returned to the time of the trial of Superman.

The same statue square.

The same people with overflowing self-confidence.

And the same Superman.

The difference is that last time those people were watching Superman being put on trial.

This time it was the inflated ignorant self-confidence of these tens of thousands of people.

In their impression, Superman upholds justice.

At least it's reasonable.

How to deal with those reasonable people?

Of course, he should be restrained by rules and regulations.

So these people feel that their lives are very important.

The lives of tens of thousands of people are more important.

The people attempted to protest on their own.

To restore the justice that Superman once upheld in his heart.

At least we have to return to the negotiating table.

Talk to Superman.

But when these people saw Superman's scarlet eyes.

And the twisted and vicious face behind him that was filled with countless negative energies.

Only then did they realize how wrong they were.

Superman may not be the same Superman as before.

The Superman of the past might have been able to reason.

There is no reason to talk about Superman nowadays.

Countless thoughts surged in the mind of the female reporter beside Superman.

At this critical moment of life and death, she squeezed out all her courage and shouted loudly:

"Superman!"

"You used to protect humans. Have you forgotten?"

"Why has it become like this now?"

"If you admit your guilt and decide to make amends."

"Perhaps humans can forgive you once more."

Other people gained confidence.

"Correct."

"that's right."

"As long as you are willing to make amends."

"We can forgive you once more."

"You used to be the embodiment of justice."

"Look at what you look like now."

"Stop it now."

The people shouted loudly.

An attempt to awaken Superman's conscience.

Superman Lin Fan didn't say a word.

A thought emerged in my mind.

Let's see.

How outrageous is the arrogance of human beings.

Superman Lin Fan casually swung his right fist.

There was a dull thud.

The female reporter who was giving the speech had disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared, he had already crashed into a building five hundred meters away.

The whole person is like a bursting mosquito.

He was hit against the wall by a powerful force.

Bloody.

I can no longer see any human features.

"Ahhhh~~~~~"

"Run, it's a devil."

"Superman has gone crazy."

"He's completely crazy."

The people below were slightly stunned, and then they realized how ridiculous their thoughts were.

They were all filled with fear.

Then he started screaming and running wildly.

He wishes his parents would give him a few more legs.

Leave this place of wrong.

One idea after another came to mind in the people's minds.

Why should I come here to march?

Why do I think Superman won't kill me?