Chapter 140 Disappointed Clark (Please order the book soon)

As a witch who was worshiped as a god by humans in ancient times, she obviously couldn't stand being judged by Azu.

Exuding a black aura, with fluttering sparks, the woman's dark and messy hair had a terrifying light in her eyes, and she made an intimidating gesture towards Azu.

Azu put on casual clothes and said, "Miss, please tell me your purpose."

"Either get out of here."

"Don't you know that it is very impolite to stare at a man changing his clothes?"

The witch couldn't speak modern human language, but she stretched out her hand and touched the mirror next to her.

Black breath gushed out from her fingertips, and these things squirmed like dirty little bugs, forming a sentence on the mirror.

'Amanda wants to kill you and she's formed a team of outlaws.'

Azu smiled and shrugged: "So what?"

"No matter how hard a bunch of losers try, they can't kill me."

The witch narrowed her eyes slightly, and the black aura on the mirror changed: Don't underestimate them, especially me!

Azu laughed and said: "Come on, your heart is controlled by that old woman. If you are really as powerful as you say, how could you end up in this situation?"

He stretched out his hand, lifted the witch's chin and said, "If you want me to help you, just be direct, lower your posture, and beg me. Maybe I will seriously consider it."

An angry look flashed in the witch's eyes, and she flashed into the mirror. She reached out and touched the mirror, leaving a message.

'We can help each other.'

'I can help you deal with Amanda, but you have to help me get my heart back.'

Azu looked at the mirror and didn't respond. He opened the door of the dressing room and walked out.

The witch seems to be able to move in mirrors and even in any reflective object.

She appeared like a ghost in the mirror in front of Azu, and caused new information to appear on it: Don't you cherish your life?

Azu laughed and said, "It seems you don't know how to ask for help at all."

"Ma'am, I told you, that team of losers can't kill me, including you."

"In that team, you and the one who plays with fire are the only ones worth watching."

"Well, there is also a girl who plays with a katana. Her sword is a bit weird."

"Besides, what can a bunch of circus do to me?"

"If you want me to help you, you can, but you must come up with a faster price."

"For example, become my slave."

"In that case, maybe I will have the motivation to act in order to free my slaves."

The witch looked out in the mirror, her expression twisted, as if she wanted to pounce on Azu.

Azu stretched out his hand and patted her face gently: "Also, please clean yourself up next time."

"I like clean women."

Then he walked out of the store, got into a car that had just parked on the roadside, threw the driver out, got in the car and drove away.

The witch looked at Azu who was walking away, snorted, and disappeared.

The next second, she returned to Bellerive Nursing Home.

Amanda, who put her hand on the witch's heart, said coldly: "Why so slow?"

Then, not expecting the witch to answer, she asked again: "Have you figured out where that person is?"

The witch nodded.

Amanda immediately looked at the criminals in front of her: "Bring their things over."

"Get dressed and go!"

She looked at Colonel Frege again: "Inform Katana and ask her to come too."

Colonel Frege nodded, and then saw the witch transform back into his girlfriend, Dr. Moore.

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Kansas.

It's already night.

A few faint barkings of dogs could be heard in the farmland.

Clark was wearing plaid clothes and sitting on the steps of the house, holding a freshly opened bottle of beer in his hand.

His expression moved slightly, and then he saw his mother Martha sitting next to him in a coat.

Martha didn't speak, she just touched her son's head distressedly, and then leaned on Clark's strong arm.

Clark didn't speak, just drank in silence.

This time.

On the road in front of their house, there are car lights on in the distance.

After a while, a car stopped in front of the house.

The car door opened, and Diana Prince, whose long hair was tied high into a ponytail, got out of the car.

He leaned against the car and smiled.

"Can we have a chat?"

Clark's eyes were deep and he said in a low voice: "Mom, I'm going to go for a walk."

Martha glanced at Diana and said, "I'm going to watch some TV."

Clark stood up, carrying the bottle of wine, and walked towards the farmland.

Diana followed.

said.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Diana, and I know Bruce."

Clark left the wheat field in silence and went straight to a small grave.

There is a stone tablet erected there, and below it is a wreath.

Diana spread her hands and said, "You have to cheer up."

"I know you feel hope for this world."

"But it's not that bad yet."

Clark held the tombstone with his hand: "Then tell me, what is considered terrible?"

Diana looked at the night sky: "That was probably when Darkseid fell from the sky, recovered the three Mother Boxes, and released the power of unity."

Clark did not ask who Darkseid was, and he was not interested in the Mother Box and the power of unity at all.

Diana walked up to him and said, "You didn't kill Bruce Wayne, which means you still have a glimmer of hope in this world."

Clark smiled: "I didn't kill Bruce Wayne because I knew he didn't mean it."

"And I also know that even if I kill him, Louise will not come back."

"More importantly, my mother would not want her son to become a murderer, a murderer."

"But these have nothing to do with my view of the world."

"Miss Prince, Bruce mentioned that you might be a god or something."

"Anyway, you have lived a long time."

"I want to ask you, after living for so long, haven't you realized that the world has always been terrible?"

"War, violence, endless destruction."

"Every day."

"Even so, do you still want to save this extremely bad world?"

Diana's eyes dimmed slightly, and then she said: "During the First World War, I lost the love of my life."

"At that time, just like you, I also felt that the world was terrible."

"But it is such a messed up world, but it is the world that the man did not hesitate to save with his life."

"So after a while, I thought, I have to take another look."

"So I didn't go back to my people, I stayed among humans."

"It is undeniable that there are many disgusting people in human beings."
To be continued...