The Richest Man in the DC World

In a coffee shop somewhere in the metropolis, Louise saw the two people appearing, as if grabbing the last straw, she asked eagerly,

"Clark he..."

"He didn't die, he might suffer a little grievance."

Hearing this, Louise finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since Linda told her that the battle had failed, she seemed to have lost her soul. Clark was all in her mind. I was afraid that he would have an accident. That feeling was really uncomfortable. .

Luke said again, "Louis, do I need your help?"

"What, you say, as long as Clark can be rescued, I have no problem."

Luke raised his hand and pressed down,

"Don't be nervous. Clark will be fine sooner or later. The most important thing right now is to find out Lex Luthor's intentions. Only by knowing his intentions can we take targeted actions."

Louise turned her eyes slightly, and couldn't help saying,

"You want to find my father?"

clever!

Luke sincerely lamented that she deserves to be the woman who surrendered Superman. This improvisation is really admirable.

"I need to have a secret conversation with General Lane. Only you and I know about it, and it cannot be leaked."

Louise nodded,

"Come with me, and I'll take you to see him."

After speaking, he got up and left the coffee shop, followed by Luke and Linda.

The three left the metropolis overnight and came to the military base where Sam Ryan worked. Louise identified herself to the guard and wanted to see her father. Not long after, Sam Ryan in military uniform appeared at the door.

The father and daughter walked outside while talking. Sam Ryan didn't realize that he had fallen into his daughter's trap. By the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Luke said in a deep voice, "Go out first, I have something to talk to the general."

Linda was a little reluctant, and was pulled away from the car by Louise.

"Long time no see, General Lane."

Sam Lane glanced at him coldly, then glanced at Louise who was not far away, "You are so good, even my daughter can talk."

"Do not,

It was Louise's initiative, and all she did was for her lover. "

"Clark Kent, the farm boy!"

There was a touch of disdain in the indifferent words, as if he was very dissatisfied with his son-in-law.

Luke smiled and shook his head, "General, is it necessary to deceive yourself when you have reached this point? Whether you admit it or not, your future son-in-law will be Kryptonian, and your grandson will have half Kryptonian blood. This cannot be changed unless You are willing to make your daughter sad for the rest of your life."

One sentence hit Sam Ryan's Achilles heel, leaving him speechless. The daughter is grown up and has her own ideas. As a father, what can I do?

After sighing inwardly, he opened his mouth and said,

"What can you do with me?"

"Clark is under arrest."

Sam Ryan was stunned for a moment, "How is it possible?"

After Luke observed him carefully and made sure he wasn't lying, he continued, "The man who caught him was Lex Luthor, and just two hours ago, that guy got Clark's DNA and used it as a basis to create clones." The warrior also combines the clone with the parasitic demon, I don't need to describe the horror of that monster, you should be able to imagine it."

Sam Lane frowned, "I can't believe what you said."

"Believe it or not, I'm here today to ask just one thing."

"What role does the military play in this?"

Sam Lane narrowed his eyes, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

Luke lit a cigarette and said to himself, "You have been doubting the relationship between me and Mr. President. Yes, we do have a cooperative relationship, and it was achieved the moment we solved the demon Gast."

"In the past two years, he has been taking care of my business. What about me? I also give back, provide technical equipment, help him keep his position and stabilize the situation. Our cooperation is very pleasant."

"So, those rumors are true."

Luke nodded, "Cooperation is real, bribery is fake, I never gave him a dime, we are a pure power transaction."

Sam Lane took a deep breath, resisted the urge to put the gun and shouted,

"Why are you telling me this, what do you want!"

Luke stubbed out his cigarette and threw it out of the window, "If it hadn't been for an accident, I wouldn't have told you this. Mr. President and I have been in contact with each other in a special way until last night. superior."

"If I'm not mistaken, there must be something wrong in the White House."

"General Ryan, I want you to do me a favor and find out if the man sitting in the White House is Joel Nash."

Sam Ryan snorted, "Your worry is unnecessary, I just talked to the White House on the phone, and he is fine."

"Sometimes, what the naked eye sees may not be true."

Luke pointed out, "Just like cloning technology, since Lex Luthor can create a copy of Superman, why not create a puppet president who only obeys him?"

"General Lane, do you think this kind of thing is possible."

Sam Ryan's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help roaring, "You lunatics, what do you think of the United States? This is a country with hundreds of millions of people, not your plaything."

"It looks like our conversation can come to an end."

Luke opened the car door and gestured to see off the guests, "Please, general, for Louise's sake, please be careful, if the president becomes a clone, it doesn't mean that others won't, including you. "

"you……"

Sam Ryan was angry and angry, and there was unspeakable fear at the same time. Just like Luke said, if Joel Nash is really a clone, no one can guarantee that Lex Luthor will not be right. The other high-level people started.

Thinking of such a scene, Sam Lane felt cold in his heart, turned and left without saying a word, even ignoring his daughter.

After returning to the base, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became.

He couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly set off to the White House, but was stopped outside when he arrived. After inquiring, he learned that Joel Nash was in a meeting with the cabinet, and there were no outsiders for the time being.

There was no way, Sam Ryan could only stay with a few colleagues from the Ministry of Defense, looking at the door of the conference room from time to time, with suspicion and vigilance.

The meeting lasted for an hour before it ended, the door opened, and everyone left one after another. Except for the president, the expressions of the rest were very solemn, as if they were worried about something.

Sam Ryan stared at the President, observed his expression changes and behavior, and would not have doubts at first, but when he thought of Luke's words, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Since the demon incident, Joel Nash has lost his memory and cannot remember the past. His personality has also undergone a huge change, becoming calm and indifferent. Although the president in front of him is also very silent, this kind of silence is different from before. This kind of awe-inspiring coercion is just deliberately sullen.

"Sam, I heard you were looking for me."

The familiar voice echoed in his ears, and Sam Ryan put away the guesses in his heart, and said in a deep voice,

"I want to ask about Tesla. The public protests are fierce and cannot be dragged on any longer."

Joel Nash said solemnly, "This is what we were discussing just now. Power armor must be listed as a controlled product and cannot be circulated in the market. What do you think?"

Sam Ryan's heart sank, the corners of his mouth trembled a few times, and he suppressed his killing intent and whispered,

"This is the best."