As a reporter, the most important aspect of professionalism is to run fast. Female reporters who cannot run 100 meters within 9 seconds have no future.
Therefore, Laurie is just an ordinary girl, but she is decisive and courageous. Her legs will not weaken at critical moments, and her starting speed is comparable to that of a professional athlete.
The door of the room that had just swallowed the half of the human body opened, and a big, sturdy man walked out of the dark room. He danced the huge iron chain in his hand like a cowboy dancing a lasso. The mottled iron hook at one end of this strange weapon
It was also covered with minced meat and fragments of internal organs.
The heavy weapon spun, making a roaring sound through the air and spreading the smell of blood, as if some bloodthirsty beast was panting behind its prey.
Laurie didn't dare to look back at all, she could only run with her head down, but even so, she could feel the source of darkness getting closer and closer behind her.
Her heart was beating wildly, and her eyesight went black. She felt a burning sensation coming from the internal organs in her chest and abdomen, traveling up her respiratory tract. Her mouth was dry, and her pupils were dilated due to nervousness.
However, this originally short corridor was now like a chasm, with no end in sight.
Maybe it's some kind of magic? Maybe it's a space-based superpower? Laurie, whose mind was in a state of confusion, thought so, and all she could do was to continue to run away desperately.
However, it happened that the house was leaking and it rained all night. In front of her escape route, in the light that represented the exit, a figure suddenly appeared.
It was an African-American man with an automatic rifle in both hands and an evil smile on his face. Looking at his body covered in beautiful accessories and dressed up in a dress, he might be a transgender person.
He was not here to help. To be precise, when he pointed his gun at the reporter, Laurie understood that this was the other person in the criminal duo.
"I am a reporter and I am harmless to you. I will leave now!"
When she stopped, she knew she couldn't run away. Seven steps away, the gun must be accurate and fast. After analyzing the situation, Laurie immediately raised her hands to express her surrender, but the camera function of her mobile phone was still operating.
The criminal's appearance was photographed.
This is so that if she dies, someone will be able to avenge her.
"Reporter? Haha, I haven't killed a reporter before. It's so new." The strong black man holding the gun smiled charmingly. He put down one of the guns and gently covered himself with his big hands painted with green nail polish.
The words coming out of my mouth are not good news.
The strong man holding the iron chain behind him didn't speak, he just approached silently, his murderous aura becoming even stronger.
The crisis was imminent and it was a matter of life and death. The female reporter leaned against the wall of the corridor and looked left and right at the two men approaching. She suddenly thought of something and shouted again:
"You can't kill me, my boyfriend is Superman!"
The black man blinked his eyes a few times, tilted his head to think, and showed a strange expression:
"What Superman? I don't know him."
Laurie understood that she had encountered the worst situation. Not everyone reads comics, and not everyone pays attention to the news media. Transvestites of color like the one in front of her obviously lack care about mainstream cultural circles and social public opinion.
After saying that, he raised the gun, shook his head and pulled the trigger. For a moment, the female reporter felt that she could see the hot trajectory of the bullet, turning it into a revolving door in life. She closed her eyes and waited for death, but she could not help but think of it in her heart.
Every bit of my life with my boyfriend’s family.
Inevitably and unconsciously, I shed a tear as I bid farewell to the world.
However, at this critical moment, she did not feel the heat and pain of being hit by the bullet, but only heard a series of tinkling sounds.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Clark standing in front of him. There was a big hole in the building above his head, and the sun shone on the red cloak.
Superman turned his head and smiled at her to reassure her, and then said to the black man in a cold voice:
"Now you know me."
Maybe if I switch to Dachao, I might even have a few words with the enemy and strive for a peaceful solution.
But Superboy-Prime is originally a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. What's more, he knows that these murderers are all actors behind the scenes of Deathstroke, so there is no need to chat.
After finishing his lines to enhance his style, he directly fired his heat vision and swept left and right. The two criminals and the wall on the other side of the corridor were all turned into black and gray.
It's that simple.
Maybe in the past, Laurie would have thought that killing was not good, but after facing a life-and-death crisis, she finally realized that sometimes killing is the best solution, and killing can also be to save others.
So she immediately hugged Clark from behind and cried with relief:
"I thought I was going to die, wuwuwu"
"I won't let that happen."
Feeling the softness and warmth behind him, Superboy almost couldn't control his expression, and the corners of his mouth rose crazily like a twitch. Fortunately, the sound of the death knell emerged from his mind in time, allowing him to stay calm and continue to recite the lines designed by the adjutant.
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Of course, physical movements are also necessary, such as hugging her, patting her on the back, etc. Anyway, these are fixed routines in romantic dramas.
Even if you want the adjutant to do some extra work and arrange boss lines such as 'I want the whole world to know that these corpses are contracted by you', 'Woman, you caught my attention', that's not appropriate.
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The silver-haired girl has become a human, but she is still as logical as before.
Laurie is indeed the official match of Superboy. She is not an ordinary person in terms of willpower. After humming for a while, she cheered up again. After getting out of her boyfriend's arms, she sniffed and said:
"I'm sorry, Clark, I didn't understand your difficulties before. It turns out that there really are super lunatics like this."
Looking at the two pools of black ashes in the corridor and the broken iron wire still red in the ashes, the female reporter still felt a little frightened.
"It doesn't matter. I did lose my mind and did wrong things before, but I have corrected myself now. I want to become a superhero, just like Superman in the parallel world."
The young man smiled gently. If nothing else, at least this smile was 90% of the best.
"Well, are you here specifically to see me?"
Laurie asked this question again, as if she was asking if she still had a place in her boyfriend's heart.
"Yes, listen to me. The city is no longer safe, and the whole world is no longer safe. I have to take you out of here. Naomi and Jerry are waiting for us at home."
After recalling the plan, Superboy replied that it will take time to arrange the death knell. Fear is contagious, but like other diseases, it takes time.
Seeing that her boyfriend was not angry because of her previous behavior, and also mentioned the elderly at home, Laurie nodded happily, but shook her head:
"I know that dangerous events are happening everywhere. It's like all the madmen lurking in the past suddenly agreed to go crazy together. Clark, I need to go to the mayor's office to find out what drove them to attack here.