novelraw Chapter 236 Attack on the Farm
Chapter 236 Attack on the Farm
"Really? Heartbeat? Is it so magical?" Harry asked with interest.
"You doubt my hearing?" Joe raised his eyebrows, pretending to be indignant at Harry's questioning, "Why don't we ask Dad, maybe he noticed it too."
"No, no need," Harry quickly waved his hands, "I'm so sorry."
"Since when did you know psychology so well?" she went on to ask Joe.
"Hey, I have half a super brain." Joe protested. "I've read as much as Damian, but I don't show off like him."
Harry snickered, resisting the urge to complain about her boyfriend with Joe. Damian hasn't shown off much in recent years, and she still misses that arrogant boy a little bit.And the "heartbeat theory" that only Joe and Superman himself could come up with did remove the boulder that had been weighing on Harry's heart, and she felt...much more relaxed.
"About your heartbeat..." Joe suddenly said, his eyes shifted to the cornfield, "That's what I said when Mom encouraged me to chase you - I have no chance."
"Uh... what?"
He looked at Harry who was stunned, and lowered his head and smiled, "Don't be stressed, there's no heartache or heartbreak here. I realized the reality very early and gave up. We were all young at that time, and Mom was just joking." .”
"And, with the two of us together, Mr. Wayne will be scared to sleep at night - he will see us both as the greatest threat to global defense, because we may well create a magical man of steel." Joe Made a grimace, "Of course, Dad has been researching whether I can have offspring, considering that the reproductive isolation of Earth and Krypton may make me... er, you must understand this. I have no problem with the current data Yes, but my dad can never really experiment with me."
"Dad didn't ask me in this regard, and didn't ask me to continue to inherit the Kryptonian gene." Joe smiled.
"There's still this kind of thing...but it does make sense." Harry frowned and thought.
Joe wanted to say something, but he suddenly stood up straight, turned around and looked at the trail stretching out to the side of the cornfield, "I heard the sound of a car approaching," he stared into the distance, and Harry knew he was using super vision , After a few seconds, he turned his head to look at Harry in surprise, and asked, "Damian is here, do you have an appointment?"
"No..." Harry also stood up from the recliner, stood beside Joe, and looked at a small black spot that was completely indistinct and moving in the distance.
"Maybe it's a surprise, after all it's your birthday." Joe shrugged.
Harry and Joe chatted one after another, quietly watching the little black spot grow bigger and bigger, speeding towards the old house in the middle of the Kent farm.
The car is getting closer, it's a black pickup.Harry frowned. As far as she knew, Damian rarely drove a pickup, and there was only one pickup at home. It was often hidden in the corner of the big garage, and it was used by Uncle Bruce to pretend to be other identities occasionally. .
The pickup truck stopped not far from the Kent house, under a tree by the roadside. Harry and Joe watched a familiar figure open the car door. She was about to greet her, but Joe held her down. He looked serious and whispered: "Not quite right..."
The figure belonging to Damian walked to the topless cargo box at the back of the pickup truck, lifted the tarpaulin covering the cargo box, and took out a...fire/arrow/barrel!
Joe didn't react until the cannon/shell had been fired. He flew out immediately, hugged the oncoming cannon/shell, and flew into the sky. Messed up Halle's hair not far away.
Joe has already flown to the sky, and the guns/bullets have been dealt with. In front of the Kent house, only Harry and Damian who are slowly approaching are left.
No matter how confused or surprised, the wand must be ready, if there is another cannon/bullet, I can only rely on her for the time being...
Damian had already thrown the fire/arrow/barrel at this time, and while continuing to leisurely walk towards Harry, he took out two guns from the back of his waist, stretched out his arms, and a dense rain of bullets attacked Harry. .
"Armor protection!" Harry yelled, wondering why Uncle Clark in the house didn't come out with such a level of movement?
Fortunately, she was wearing shorts today, and besides the magic wand, there were two batarangs in the pockets of the shorts - summer clothes are too cool!Without magic treatment, it really can't hold things!
She threw two batarangs unconsciously - while holding her wand high.
Just two batarts would definitely not hit Damian, and Harry could only hope to distract him for two seconds.
"The backpack is flying!"
A long strip of backpack came out of the broken window on the second floor and flew in front of her eyes.
Just as she had time to draw out the long knife and lay it across her chest, Damian's tall figure rushed over, and from top to bottom, a similar long knife slashed at her head.His unreserved strength was too great. Although she raised the knife to block it, her hands were numb from the shock, and she knelt hard on the ground with one knee.
"Damian, you?!" Harry looked up and saw a pair of cold green eyes.
And...slightly darker skin than Damian, and slightly older general feeling...
This person...is not Damian!
This is... that clone!
The knife in Harry's hand loosened for less than a second because of the shock, but the clone who had been fighting for so long seized the opportunity. Relying on the advantage of his height and strength, his knife was pressed down heavily, expressionless, Only his eyes revealed his ruthlessness.Obviously, he intends to slit Harry's throat with the slowly approaching blade, enjoying her useless resistance and gradually terrified eyes in the process.
"...Upside down..." Before she could finish her ironic magic, Joe flew over like a bullet, throwing the clone to the ground.
"This isn't Damian," Harry yelled to Joe, getting up quickly, "so...you don't have to hold back."
"I see," the clone was thrown into the cornfield by Joe, and he was about to fly over again, "I'll deal with him... what...!"
A faster figure flew out of the house and even chopped off one of the porch posts.This figure threw Joe down and slammed down his fist heavily. Qiao managed to dodge, and the ground was smashed into pieces.
The figure was Superman...it was Uncle Clark.
He's clearly under control.
Joe kept dodging his father's fist and the hot gaze from time to time, "Dad! Resist! You can get rid of this control!"
"Joe, get out of the way!" Harry rushed over, raised his wand, and aimed at Superman, "Stunned!"
An armor curse blocked Superman, and Uncle Clark continued to fly towards Joe as if he didn't feel anything.
"Whose spell—" Harry turned his head, and saw an inexplicably familiar man standing in front of the Kent family's door.
"Tom—" Harry clenched his wand tightly, and stretched his other hand behind his back to hold the bat dart on the side of the bag. She was breathing rapidly, unexpectedly, today, here, she ushered in her enemy.
It also brought disaster to relatives and friends, Harry thought bitterly.
She could recognize the man in front of her because he had a wicked smile similar to that of Tom in the diary, as well as that arrogant look. Of course, since they were the same person, their facial features were also similar.However, the eyes of Tom, who looks to be in his 30s, have started to turn red. Looking carefully, some facial details have begun to approach the scorpion.
But she really didn't expect that it would be a younger Voldemort who was resurrected this time.
Tom took a leisurely look at Superman and Joe who were fighting earth-shatteringly, "He's good everywhere, but he can't resist magic—if he can't handle mine, he won't be able to handle yours either." Harry understood Tom's point It was Uncle Clark.
"Find an enemy that suits you, Potter, I'm the one you're going to deal with today." He stretched out his arms, "Oh, and that guy in the cornfield, doesn't he look like someone next to you? Do you look alike?"
"It's just me and you here, Tom. You don't have to manipulate Superman," said Harley.
"I didn't just want to kill you. I'm not like the me you faced before—short-sighted," Tom shook his head. "Any one of you three is enough to coerce Batman to hand over the remaining Dionysus factor."
The author has something to say:
*According to the theory of reproductive isolation... Joe is going to be infertile!
Wait a minute, I remember that in "All-Star Superman", Clark saw a descendant of him and Louise after so many centuries.So, officially, there is no reproductive isolation at the moment.
In the last few pictures of the last issue of "Extraordinary Twins", there are also suspected descendants of Joe.