Chapter 18 Attack on the way

"Luthor?"

"Call me Lex. You saved my life, Clark."

Lex Luthor is wearing an expensive silver-gray suit. He looks young and has an elite and capable temperament. Only a hint of frivolity and cold arrogance belonging to the rich second generation remains between his eyebrows. At this time, he is not yet the cold and steady billionaire he will be in the future. Millionaires and careerists.

"Even if you reject my gift, I don't want you to be too intrusive."

Clark followed the good example and chuckled.

"Why are you here, Lex?"

He had some affection for Lex, who gave him a pickup truck as a thank you gift.

"Why can't I be here?

Do you think I should spend all day in nightclubs, luxury stores and sports car stores, spending money and partying all day long? "

Lex Luthor asked humorously.

"Don't be ridiculous, Clark, I can't just go for a walk when I'm a little depressed."

"The heir of a billionaire would also go out in the countryside like ordinary people, wander around the market and buy some hot dogs and fruits to eat, hoping to make himself feel better?"

David raised his eyebrows and said calmly.

“Isn’t the green and vast golf course in the metropolis enough to relieve your boredom?”

Taking a walk in the countryside, we happened to meet each other by chance, and we had a very pleasant conversation. It was so pleasant.

Clark had a vague feeling that his brother didn't like Lex Luthor very much, and he was a little confused.

But for Luther, besides having a favorable impression, he also felt a little guilty.

The last time he went to the Luthor Manor to return the pickup truck, he had a few words with Lex Luthor.

Speaking of Lex Luthor's bald head, he said that it was because one day more than ten years ago, his father took him to this town to inspect a fertilizer factory and encountered a meteorite rain. After the meteorite rain radiated radiation, he lost all his hair. .

"Although I was looked down upon by my father and ostracized by my classmates who thought I was a freak, it didn't matter. It also taught me a lot. For example, being alone is more conducive to thinking.

Cattle and sheep only travel in groups, while wild beasts often travel alone. "

Clark still remembered Luther's words. Although he said them coolly and contemptuously, his expression at the time was obviously not completely relieved.

"Who is this?"

"My brother, David." Clark introduced.

"Your brother? Hello, David."

Luther looked at David secretly and said hello, with a gloomy look on his face and sighed.

“The Metropolitan Golf Club is nice, but I don’t want to go back there just yet.

Before I break away from being the laughing stock of everyone. "

"What's wrong, Lex?"

"My father believed that the offspring of lions should be brave and diligent."

He sounded self-deprecating.

"Perhaps because I have reached my age and have yet to produce results that would impress him, he exiled me to this small town to manage the fertilizer factory in the town."

Luther Group's assets are spread all over the United States, especially in metropolitan areas, the Luther Group can be seen in almost all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

This training method should not be used to train the heirs of the group. He is transferred from the core of the group with huge affairs and asked to manage a small fertilizer factory in a remote town.

Many people in the upper class of Metropolis have heard how naughty the Luther boys have been since they were little.

His father spent enough money to build several newspapers and prisons from scratch so that he would not be published in newspapers or jailed for those deeds. Now he must have realized that the mud can't hold up the wall. That shrewd and cold-blooded old bat, Leone L. Luther finally gave up on him.

"As long as you manage the fertilizer plant well, your father may let you go back sooner or later."

Luther mentioned that he was exiled by his father who had neglected him since childhood. Clark's expression moved slightly and he expressed comfort.

"I heard that your father only has one son: you."

“Maybe, but I think it’s better to run that fertilizer plant whose potential is so obvious.

It's better to open up a new track. "

Luther adjusted his mood and smiled.

“Today’s car glass has its origins in a failed chemistry experiment, and Coke’s spread around the world can be traced back to a physician’s desire to make a syrup to relieve headaches…”

"Clark, David, do you know how many huge business opportunities are inconspicuous at first, like seeds buried in the soil, but are later discovered and watered and cultivated by caring people, and then they grow into towering trees that countless people look up to?"

He talked eloquently to the two of them, as if he was telling his ambitions and goals.

"So you came to the suburbs to find seeds?"

Clark joked.

"Have you found the seed? Luther."

David also said something, slowly.

"Not yet, but no matter what you are looking for, the most important thing you need is patience, isn't it?"

Their eyes met, and Luther chuckled gracefully.

It has to be said that, putting aside those unknown dandy deeds, Luther received a good upbringing since he was a child. He treats people well and shows good cultivation in his actions, which makes people feel like spring breeze and leaves a good impression on him unconsciously. The conversation was very pleasant.

"Oh? Really?"

David's eyes flashed with indifference. He felt that Luther thought he had found the seed and was now in the process of digging it.

That seed was a man who was hit head-on by an out-of-control sports car traveling at over 200 miles per hour, shattering the concrete railings of the bridge and rushing down the river without any harm - Clark!

Today may be the beginning of the other party's excavation.

"Clark, David, you have to go back and get some more fruit."

Jonathan and Martha, who had just concluded a business deal, came back with joy on their faces.

“A customer who is having a party is interested in our fresh fruits, but the fruits he brought are not enough at the moment.”

David and David stood up, and Clark introduced Luther to his parents.

"Mr. Kent, Mrs. Kent, nice to meet you."

Lex Luthor extended his hand warmly and kindly.

Jonathan paused, shook his hand politely, and then turned to his two sons.

"You should hurry up and don't keep customers waiting."

He didn't look like he wanted to talk to Lex Luthor at all.

Luther's face still maintained a smile showing white teeth, but it seemed to be a little stiff.

"Okay, Father."

David smiled, agreed with Clark and left.

"Father doesn't seem to like Lex Luthor."

Clark asked doubtfully on the way out of the market.

"Father has a long-standing dislike for the Luther family.

Before the Luther Group used various means to acquire a large amount of land and built the fertilizer factory, the river that flowed through the town near the fertilizer factory had not yet turned green, and there were still grass growing on the riverside and soil. It's not black and smelly. "

David sneered.

"Now……"

An indelible scar has appeared on the map of the town.

"But that's not Lex's fault." Clark felt that he couldn't implicate Lex, who couldn't even do elementary school arithmetic at the time.

"Hi Clark, David."

The two were chatting and were about to drive out of the market when they suddenly bumped into Chloe and Peter who were also on an outing. The two waved happily and walked up.

“Who doesn’t like to go out for a walk on a spring day when the sun is shining brightly and the air is so fresh?”

Chloe took a deep breath, feeling very happy.

A few people chatted for a while, and Peter seemed to suddenly remember something.

"By the way, have you seen Greg?"

"no, what happened."

"You may not believe it, but yesterday Greg beat Whitney unconscious at the school gate and sent her to the hospital.

The police came to investigate and found that Greg's mother had been killed at home and her body was wrapped in something like a spider web, and Greg was missing..."

He looked around and said in a low voice, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

"You mean...Grek killed his mother?"

Clark frowned, in disbelief.

Would anyone kill his biological mother?

"Generally speaking, it's impossible. The police are so suspicious." Chloe spread her hands. "Maybe his appearance changed drastically because he suffered from mental illness. Then it is no longer impossible."

"Anyway, if you run into Greg, be careful."

Pete reminded seriously.

A guy who might even have killed his biological mother can do anything.

"Clark and I will."

David nodded, thoughtfully.

Could it be that kryptonite causes genetic mutations and changes in temperament?

"By the way, where is your stall? We happen to have nothing to do. Let's go help." Chloe narrowed her eyes and smiled. She and Peter used to go to Kent Farm to play, and they were very familiar with the Kent family.

"Thanks, Chloe, Pete."

After pointing out the stall to the two of them, David and Clark started the pickup and drove onto the road.

call!

Arriving on the deserted suburban road, Clark drove worriedly without looking ahead.

"Can you look at the road, Clark?" David frowned: "If the car overturns, neither of us will be injured, but the family will have to pay more."

"If...I mean if Greg is really crazy..."

Clark turned around and said worriedly.

"Is Lana in danger?"

"Get out of the way!" David glanced ahead and suddenly reached for the steering wheel.

Ahead of the head, a cold and sinister figure appeared from the top of the big tree on the roadside. At an abnormal speed, like a mantis pouncing on its prey, it spanned several meters in an instant and pounced over with great force!

Updated a little late, with 800 more words added.

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