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Chapter 232 Whose Son Am I? What Dog Blood TV Episode

 Superman's red and blue figure returned from the atmosphere in an instant and came to the bottom of the broken Morgan Tower. He gently held the broken upper part of the Morgan Tower with both hands. The biological force field firmly stabilized the people inside the building.

"The earthquake has stopped?"

"Are we rescued?"

"who is it?"

"It's Superman, the Kryptonian."

"How dare he show up?"

There were staff members of the Morgan Building dressed in professional attire, lying on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. They saw that the broken upper part of the Morgan Building was being held up by a red and blue figure, with a black cloak slowly floating.

Superman's bright red cape floated behind him, holding the Morgan Building, and flew slowly until he reached the widened intersection on the avenue, then gently put down the Morgan Building, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the crowd around him.

However, Superman's face showed confusion, his chin turned and he looked at the crowd around him, and his deep black eyes showed confusion.

What greeted him was no longer the applause of approval in the past, the people who desperately wanted to come over and touch his body, and the expressions of gratitude, joy and adoration.

It's the whispers and strange looks in the ears of friends that everyone conceals from a distance.

"How dare he show up?"

"Keep your voice down, he is also an alien of that race."

"It's him, he's the one who brought everything to Earth."

"Maybe he is the pioneer of aliens."

"It's really scary."

"Did you see it?"

"He was the one who crashed the Morgan Tower just now, and he was the one pretending to be a good person."

"I've seen it, I've seen it. It seems that this kind of trick has been done before and deceived the world."

The strange looks and whispers from people a hundred meters away made Superman feel a sense of alienation and strangeness.

He is no longer the superman he was once supported by.

What happened?

"Why do you come back here to pretend to be a good person! Superman." Some bold people shouted at Superman, attracting attention at this moment.

"This country has been destroyed by your people. Why are you showing up at this time?" Someone shouted angrily at Superman. They couldn't bear to see him appearing here now and continued to carry out the same activities as before as if nothing had happened.

act of rescue.

"Go back to your country! Aren't you like bandits? You have expelled Australia, occupied their land, and established New Krypton?" Seeing Superman's lack of reaction, with an honest and confused look, people's words became more and more serious.

It's getting more intense.

They have regarded Superman as a disaster, and believe that all this has happened because of Superman.

Maybe Superman is just the pioneer of Kryptonians coming to Earth.

Now they succeeded.

They have new countries established.

Our country is destroyed.

"What happened?" Superman's confused eyes never stopped, and his brows furrowed slightly. He really didn't know what happened during his coma, and everyone's attitude towards him took a turn for the worse.

"Superman, open your superhuman eyes and look at this country that is so desolate that you can't even mention its name." An old man saw Superman's confusion and suggested sadly.

Superman's confused eyes opened his long sight, penetrated his sight, and looked into the distance. He saw military bases shaped like tombs and ruins. The radiation energy after the nuclear explosion continued to spread and spread, and the suburbs began to become unsafe.

The administrative center of this country has no one to carry out administration, the political power has disappeared, and the cities in each state are independent and self-governing.

Cities in some states began to manufacture nuclear radiation cleaning machines provided by Luther in preparation for cleaning nuclear radiation. However, some companies controlled the cities and began to have ambitions. Instead of cleaning up nuclear radiation, they allowed nuclear radiation to spread, killing all the people.

Gathering in the city, nuclear radiation surrounds the city and squeezes the people.

Capital is so superior that it finally has no restrictions. It uses people like animals, restores slavery, buys and sells, builds its own city kingdom, and returns to the feudal era.

In the blink of an eye, Superman saw the miserable state of countless human remains of his own compatriots, heard their miserable howls of pain, and heard the gathering voices of discussions and the cheers of the establishment of New Krypton. The information gathered together.

It made him understand how tragic things had happened while he was in coma.

The country was wiped out, nuclear bombs exploded at the military base, and New Krypton was officially established on Earth...

All of this was accomplished while he was unconscious.

Sudden!

At this broad intersection, the cement floor suddenly cracked, revealing brown mud, and something was arching underground.

The faces of many people who were preparing to denounce Superman fiercely changed drastically, and they began to turn around and run away.

They have not forgotten that just now Superman rushed out like this and broke the Morgan Tower in half.

"Get out of here!" Regardless of his confusion as to why so many things had happened in this short period of unconsciousness, Superman hurriedly shouted to everyone.

He quickly flew above the crack in the ground.

A gray figure, just like he was hit by Jor-El just now, splashed mud and emerged from the cracked position.

Superman took the gray figure into his arms and backed away for several hundred meters before stopping the powerful impact.

When he lowered his head and took a look, he realized that it was his father who had just beaten him away.

"Father, why...?" Superman's eyes showed more confusion.

He doesn't understand his father's grudges on Krypton, the position of Kryptonians, the newly established New Krypton, and why he was knocked away.

All of this left Superman as confused as a blank sheet of paper.

"You are not my son!

"

Hearing Superman calling his father, Jor-El was picked up by Superman in his arms. His face was twisted crazily and his eyes were bulging. He turned around and punched the S logo directly on Superman's chest.

A huge sonic boom ring sounded in the sky, and the shock wave spread outward, shattering the glass of the surrounding buildings and causing people to scream and hide in corners.

Superman's figure hit the ground like a cannonball, smashing the entire avenue and creating a large crater of tens of meters. The fire hydrant exploded and white water erupted to a height of 4 meters.

"Didn't you tell me! You are my father, and my real life is Kal-El. The S logo on the chest is our family emblem, symbolizing hope?"

Superman stood up from the large pit in the ground filled with dust, smoke and moisture. He endured the slight pain in his chest, raised his neck, looked at Jor-El in the sky, and asked Jor-El with a sullen face.

He didn't spend much time with Jor-El. All of this life experience was told to him by Jor-El when he appeared in the Fortress of Solitude.

And now, he says that he is not his son, directly confusing Superman.

I am not your son.

Whose son is he?

Then why did you say that I was your son in the first place?

What's going on with the Kryptonian family behind him?

What kind of ridiculous TV series are there?

A big hand put on Superman's shoulder and said: "You are my son."


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