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Clark Kent looked at the US president in front of him and all the senior officials from the White House and talked: "My requirements are not complicated. Thirty of the best physicists in the United States and two hundred of the best engineers in the world.

A base enough for me to do any experiments, well, I have chosen the place, right in Manhattan Times Square.

I also need the authority to arbitrarily investigate all federal archives.”

"This is impossible. Even the President does not have such rights..." Before the security consultant finished speaking, Clark turned his head off.

He gently pressed the other party's head into his chest, as if he was squeezing a corpse of a bug. Clark understates: "Please note that I am not negotiating with you, so don't use bargaining, test the bottom line, and negotiate psychology to talk to me.

Let me remind you again that you are talking to someone who can kill the entire White House in one second, destroy the entire Pentagon in one minute, and turn Washington into ruins within one hour."

A cruel and pathological smile appeared on Clark's face. As Zuo Qingcang continued to transmit information, his personality became more and more cold.

And the unprecedented sense of power made him regard the past benevolence, righteousness, morality, and legal norms as nothing.

Although the senior executives present looked ugly, they had no choice.

Obama took a deep breath and said, "We need time."

"You have forty-eight hours, and within these forty-eight hours I can try any attacks you can, but after forty-eight hours, I have to meet the team and venue I have asked for.

And this is not completely beneficial to you. Afghanistan, Iraq... I can help you resolve local disputes around the world, just like cleaning the kitchen and trampling on a few cockroaches to death."

Clark's request was naturally proposed indirectly by Zuo Qingcang. It is rare to have a modern physics research and development environment. He can conduct many front-end research while building transmission doors.

Obama nodded to an assistant: "Do as Mr. Kent wants."

"Okay. Remember, you only have forty-eight hours." Clark said, "and before that, I'm going to do some preparations first." His body moved slightly and disappeared between the sky at a speed of more than Mach 10.

Obama looked coldly at the black dots that disappeared in the distance: "Receive me the phone number from the Ministry of Defense."

"We have locked him with military satellites."

"You heard what he said, try to capture him."

Before, because Clark was in the White House, the US had a large number of weapons of destruction that could not be used, but now Clark has left the White House. They obviously have no such concerns. Moreover, Clark himself said that they would attack them casually.

Clark in the sky narrowed his eyes and saw six supersonic fighters flying in his direction in the distance. Then the first thing that came to him were twenty-four missiles and 25mm cannons.

With a sneer, Clark let twenty-four missiles hit him one by one, and the high temperature and explosion air waves turned into huge fireballs to cover Clark.

But then his body flashed slightly, and the fireball had already rushed out, and he rushed forward with the cannon bullet.

From beginning to end, he didn't bother dodging.

The 25mm cannon. Each bullet is as thick as two fingers, but hitting Clark is like hitting a white dwarf. Apart from its own twist and deformation, it cannot even leave a white seal.

"Oh no, he disappeared."

"We can't see him."

"Damn. He's there."

A pilot watched Clark stand above another fighter and stepped on it with a light kick. He kicked the fighter in half and fell towards his decent appearance.

Then he turned his head and looked at the driver with evil intentions. He rushed into another fighter plane and broke out a big hole.

The pilot just wanted to jump out, but he was caught by Clark and his chair. He was thrown to the ground by Clark like a huge discus.

With a click, there was a piece of bloody flesh mud on the ground.

In less than five seconds, eight of the most advanced ultra-high-speed fighters turned into wreckage, and Clark looked like he was not even tearful from his appearance. After all, he was made up of true energy.

The control center was silent, and the Minister of Defense slapped the console: "This bastard."

Clark looked at the ruins on the ground and casually clapped his palms: "Bornful temptation." The next moment, his whole person had turned into a long black rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

He did not hide anywhere, but flew directly over New York and slowly landed towards Times Square.

Times Square, proudly known as the crossroads of the world by Americans, can be said to be one of the most prosperous centers in New York. There are huge electronic screens, tall buildings and crowds everywhere.

Clark fell from the sky in broad daylight, attracting everyone's attention almost instantly. Countless people pointed at Clark who was landing in the sky, and many children cheered.

"Look, mom, it's Superman!"

"Is it a magic show?"

Many people raised their phones to take pictures in Clark's direction.

“Is it the latest 3D projection technology?”

"Hey man, it's a good job, how did you fly up."

Facing the crowd shouting, Clark's face turned cold, as if he was watching the ants all over the ground.

"If you build a quantum transmission gate here, falling earth is a good choice. The earth's magnetic field here is very suitable for this matter, and the materials are everywhere."

He stretched out his hand and waved it. A person's cell phone was already in his hand. Afterimages were drawn from his five fingers with his right hand, and the cell phone flashed at an unprecedented speed.

This is Zuo Qingcang's indirect online access. In the past twelve years, because Clark has not yet awakened, he has always been unable to control the other party well. Until now, he can only query some information he wants to know through the Internet.

Zuo Qingcang on the New World frowned slightly: "There is no shadow, this world, at least the shadow does not exist. Is it indeed a parallel world with slight differences?"

At this moment, the black man who was stolen from his cell phone walked up and said, "Hey man, you can't just take my cell phone."

"Okay." Clark sneered and pinched his phone into a ball of scrap iron: "Give it back to you." He threw it casually, and the phone flew out like a fire meteor, directly passing through the black man's head, and then pierced through more than a dozen buildings, leaving huge holes.

Even wherever scrap iron passes, the shock wave dissipates to both sides, blowing away hundreds of onlookers.

The crowds of people across Times Square screamed in an instant, and then fled wildly in all directions. The two patrolmen held small pistols, nervously and tremblingly pointed at Clark's position.

"Put down your weapon. Raise your hands!"

Clark shrugged, too lazy to talk to the policemen, raised his hands and patted them lightly.

It was like a thousand bombs exploded in his palm, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank dozens of centimeters. The glass of a building with a radius of 1,000 meters was shattered, and countless sparks burst out from the largest electronic screen in Times Square.

The crowds nearby, including the police, were stunned and unaware of the life and death.

Half an hour later, Obama looked at the TV in front of him with an angry face. At least dozens of TV stations across the United States temporarily broadcast the news of Times Square.

"A man dressed up as a superman to carry out terror activities in Times Square."

“No organization has expressed responsibility for this at the moment.”

"Witnesses said that the man has the ability to fly..."

"At present, more than 2,000 people fainted, and they were not aware of their life or death. Thousands were trapped in more than ten buildings. The special forces have surrounded the entire Times Square. The fire brigade is…"

"This is the most amazing terrorist attack since 9/11, and the authorities have not issued a statement yet..."

The TV shows blurry scenes taken by various mobile phones. Obama gritted his teeth and said, "Let those damn reporters stop reporting. They are selling their country and destroying national stability."

"There's no way. I'm afraid the whole world already knows it now."

Another consultant said: "He might be intentionally doing this, and we might be able to take advantage of this."

"The news from the Ministry of Defense is here, and conventional gunpowder weapons may not work for him."

Not only TV, but also various networks, Twitter, Moments, Video Websites, Forums, Post Bars, and all kinds of places are filled with news about Times Square and Clark.

Superman appeared in Times Square, and this sentence became the hottest noun on the entire earth today.

But Clark didn't care about this. He punched a big hole next to the building, then pulled out steel bars with a slight pull of both hands. He inserted these steel bars one by one in the center of Times Square, like a steel jungle.

More than a dozen helicopters include military armed helicopters and TV station helicopters.

A general shouted on the radio: "This is a military control area, get out of me immediately."

Unfortunately, those who remembered it and ignored it at all.

On the other hand, the Ministry of Defense has launched a second test attack. Two supersonic fighter jets crossed over New York, and four missiles made a series of screams and landed towards Clark's position.

But this attack did not bring too much flame or explosion, but instantly released more than one ton of neuroanaxis gas to cover Clark.

Even a drop of this latest anesthetic is enough to paralyze an elephant in an instant, and a ton of metering can anesthetize any organism in the world.

Unfortunately, in the disappointed gaze of the Ministry of Defense, Clark continued to pierce steel bars into the surface as if nothing had happened.

Obama stared at Clark on the screen with his eyes, and the questions in his mind were also the questions of countless people around the world at this moment.

What exactly does he want to do? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)

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