"President Kennedy" fired a shot into the sky, not worried that it would attract police.

Small towns are no more than big cities and have strict security measures.

Even if the police station receives the bank's alarm ringing, it will take seven or eight minutes.

This time, they had enough of filling the two travel bags with the banknotes.

In fact, robbery is an illegal job that pays great attention to efficiency.

The goal is to get the most rewards in the shortest time.

Those bandits who broke into the bank, then caused an accident, were quickly blocked by the police.

To some extent, they are not professional enough.

"Open the vault and put the money in it! Faster, if anyone delays time, I will shoot him in the head."

The three bandits quickly controlled the scene. Facing a double-barrel shotgun, the staff in the bank and the residents of the town obediently hugged their heads with their hands and squatted on the ground.

It's like robbery. Just hand over your wallet honestly. Don't try to resist, otherwise you may get a bullet.

"President Jefferson" used a Colt pistol to escort the bank manager and an employee to open the vault and load the money.

Another guarded the door, was he protruding his head out to scan the situation?

They have clear division of labor and are not panic at all. I think they are not novice.

"It's okay, mom, I'll be there soon."

Clark stared at the gun-carrying bandits. Out of his inner sense of justice, he wanted to jump out immediately and stop these bad guys from committing crimes.

But considering the safety of her mother and the need to hide her identity, Clark could only temporarily suppress the complex mood of eagerness to try.

When life is under the control of others, every second is so painful.

The "President Kennedy" holding a double-barrel shotgun seemed to enjoy the feeling of holding the power of life and death.

The muzzle kept sweeping, and every move caused a whimpering sound with fear.

"Boss, OK."

The long few minutes finally passed, and "President Roosevelt" threw two bags of travel bags stuffed with fullness on the ground.

The head of the "President Kennedy" kicked the bag in front of his accomplice at the door and threw him into the trunk of the car.

He was not sure if the town police were still on the way, so he raised his hand and looked at the time.

Only eight minutes have passed.

"Choose a hostage and get in the car."

The head of the "President Kennedy" said to another accomplice with a bag of money.

"President Roosevelt" holding a Colt pistol glanced quickly, and was so desperate that he chose Mrs. Kent, who was trembling all over and looked very scared.

Female, middle-aged, may be a housewife...

Such a label will make the police feel afraid and dare not take action directly.

The bandits rudely grabbed Mrs. Kent and wanted to take her away.

This brother didn't know that his path was narrow.

Even General Zod was pressed to the ground for trying to hurt Superman's mother.

If others do this, the outcome can be imagined.

"Clark!"

Just as Mrs. Kent screamed, Superman, who could no longer bear it, rushed up like an angry bull, with red eyes.

Bang!

Thanks to the recent daily special training of Big Cousin, Clark did not knock the gangster into a pool of ketchup.

Caught off guard, he overturned the other party, and the Colt pistol that could pose a "threat" slipped out.

"Fake! You little boy!"

The bandit didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter and a high school student was pressed to the ground.

However, before he could do anything, a powerful fist smashed the bones of the nose.

The cheeks seemed to be scraped by a steel knife, and large pieces of skin were worn off.

This is the consequence of Clark holding back his strength.

Otherwise, the other party's head may explode like a watermelon.

Warm blood splattered on his face.

For the first time, Clark was at a loss when he was fighting with someone and was bleeding.

He stood up in panic and saw two bandits coming over outside the door.

The double-barrel shotgun pointed at Clark's chest, and the gangster leader wearing the "President Kennedy" mask made a cruel laugh.

boom!

A ball of gunpowder dispersed.

Strong kinetic energy and shrapnel hit Superman.

Everyone in the bank covered their mouths, as if they couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

Such a young life is about to die under the gun of a bandit... It's a tragedy.

Especially Mrs. Kent, she almost fainted when she was so excited.

But after a few seconds, the bloody scene they expected did not appear.

Clark subconsciously looked at the shot chest, feeling a slight tingling pain, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

There was no other reaction.

"What the hell are you?"

Now it was the bandit leader's turn to be shocked.

The young and young high school student in front of me was fine if he got shotgun?

He didn't believe in evil, so he pulled the bolt and prepared to do it again.

But Clark did not give President Kennedy the opportunity. He also learned a truth from his cousin that he should not give the enemy any room for counterattack.

Within a few steps, he crossed the distance between the two.

He raised his hand and held the double-tube shotgun and squeezed it hard!

Crunch!

Making a dental-acid metal deformation sound.

The barrel was twisted into a twist in an instant.

Bang!

Clark easily snatched the scrapped gun from the gang leader and threw it on the other party's head as a baseball bat.

This time, he controlled his strength perfectly.

At most, it will cause severe concussion, but there will never be any danger in life.

The only remaining bandit, President Jefferson, saw this scene, hurriedly climbed into the car in a hurry, ignited the engine, and left the road.

Clark wanted to catch up, but then stopped suddenly.

He can't leave his mother alone in the bank, that could be dangerous.

More than ten seconds later, the bank staff confirmed that the gangster had left, surrounded Clark's side, and looked at him with amazement.

At this time, super people realized one thing.

The secret of being a Saiyan seems to be exposed?

In desperation, Clark, who took action in anger, had long forgotten his adoptive father Jonathan's reminder.

After he solved the problem of the robbers who robbed the bank, he remembered that he shouldn't have done this.

"You saved us!"

"This kid is a hero!"

"He was not injured..."

“…”

Various sounds squeezed into Clark's ears, and he became a little helpless and didn't know what to do.

Life became the focus for the first time and was also called a "hero".

Clark was not used to it, so he carefully pushed away the people around him.

He helped up the frightened mother and prepared to leave.
To be continued...