The Blade Will Be Unsheathed

In Kara's view, if she showed Robet her feelings of loss and sadness at this moment, Robet, no matter what, should comfort her. Then she could take the opportunity to ask Robet why he didn't come to school yesterday.

But what Kara didn't know was that Robet always felt that Kryptonians were sometimes a bit slow-witted, while overlooking that he himself had been assimilated in some ways by the Saiyan, especially Son Goku.

"That's such a pity!" Robet didn't mean to comfort Kara at all at this time, but instead said with great regret, even looking a bit more disappointed than Kara, "Neither you nor Clark like to fight. How great would it be if we could meet a Kryptonian warrior!"

"You! Humph!" Kara heard Robet's mutterings, her pink fists clenched tightly. If this weren't school, and if punching Robet away would collapse the wall and attract too much attention, Kara would have already made a move.

Kara really didn't expect Robet's thought process to be so strange. How could he anger someone so much with just a few words!

If Kara hadn't scanned Robet's brain structure and found it basically the same as a human's, Kara would have suspected that Robet's race had brains that were different from ordinary humans in the universe.

In the end, Kara couldn't bear it anymore. After glaring at Robet angrily, she returned to her seat.

"Yay! ヾ(▽)ノ" Although Demit's Quintet didn't know what Kara and Robet were whispering about, they still cheered inwardly at the same time after seeing Kara leave angrily.

Robet didn't react much to Kara returning to her seat. He felt that he was starting to get used to Kara's rapidly changing emotional persona. Moreover, after Kara left, Robet finally had time to meditate properly...

And Kara, seeing Robet ignore her like this, felt both angry and somewhat shaken. She vaguely had the idea of ​​cultivating combat with Robet, but this idea was quickly suppressed by her. She felt that she shouldn't give in so quickly!

Several days later, one evening, Robet was cultivating when Clark slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the setting sun, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes. He resisted the urge to chase the sun and continue enjoying its warmth, and landed on the ground.

At the same time, in another time zone, New York had already darkened. In a corner of the city, a gang leader wearing a strange mask, holding intelligence carefully collected by his subordinates, had a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes. The underlings below were as quiet as cicadas in winter, not daring to say a word.

This masked man was named Lester, nicknamed Bullseye, a well-known killer in the underworld. He was born with incredibly accurate throwing ability, and any object in his hands could become a deadly weapon!

Originally, Bullseye was a capable assistant to an underground emperor named Kingpin, but something happened some time ago, and Bullseye fled from Kingpin's command in a sorry state, forming his own gang, like a dark snake constantly watching Kingpin and his gang's every move...

"That's it?" At this time, Bullseye raised his head, squinting his eyes and looking at his subordinates, a violent light flashing in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "So many killers before the Brotherhood was destroyed, and all you found was Fox and Carlos going to Smallville? What about Sloan? Did that guy really just die like that? Doesn't his Fate Weaver predict the future? Could he have died at someone else's hands?!"

"Boss... Boss, the brothers really tried their best. Before the Brotherhood had an accident, only Fox and Carlos's movements had been exposed a little, and they disappeared later. We had no way to start!" The subordinate's eyes flashed with fear as he looked at Bullseye with a wry smile.

With a "poof!" sound, a trace of madness flashed in Bullseye's eyes, and he suddenly spat out a toothpick, directly piercing the subordinate's neck. The subordinate clutched his neck and fell to the ground in pain, his body constantly twitching, blood flowing to the ground through the gaps in his fingers, his body becoming colder and colder.

If the subordinate was sent to the hospital at this time, he could actually be rescued, but obviously, Bullseye had no such intention. He coldly watched his subordinate die, throwing the intelligence in his hand into the pool of blood.

"Useless trash!" After Bullseye watched his subordinate completely lose his breath, a crazy light flashed in his eyes, but soon the crazy light was replaced by fear. His fists clenched tightly, "That bastard Kingpin, after getting that Talisman, he's changed completely, actually wanting me to be some kind of monk? And wanting to persuade me to be kind and repent? It's extremely ridiculous!"

"I was originally hoping that the Brotherhood would attract Kingpin's attention, and I would find a way to steal that Talisman. Now the Brotherhood has had an accident again. Smallville, Fox and Carlos, could there really be a problem with this town? Should I send someone to investigate? What if someone from the Brotherhood is still alive? I already paid the deposit, so I have to let them be cannon fodder to attract Kingpin's firepower first!"

"The underworld needs a strong underground emperor, not a monk who wants to guide people to good, full of compassion, not letting everyone make money and enjoy themselves, and build a new order!"

The reason why Bullseye chose to cooperate with the Brotherhood before was also very simple. Bullseye simply didn't like those killer organizations without extraordinary power, and the Brotherhood barely counted as an extraordinary force.

In addition, Sloan just happened to start taking orders from outside some time ago. Bullseye paid the deposit with the mentality of finding cannon fodder, and he had to make the deposit show its value!

However, Bullseye didn't know that when he muttered the keywords Smallville, Fox, Carlos, Sloan, and Brotherhood, Clark locked onto his location.

Clark didn't monitor all the sounds in this world all the time, but in order to prevent the Fate Weaver incident from happening again, and being attacked at his doorstep without knowing it, Clark used his super brain to set some keywords to attract his attention.

And obviously, Bullseye's words successfully triggered the keywords. However, this meant that Bullseye might be able to know the truth about the Brotherhood's destruction, or even go to meet the members of the Brotherhood in person...

Clark witnessed Bullseye killing his subordinates. He frowned, struggling slightly in his heart.

After all, it was different from the previous Brotherhood incident. The Brotherhood had already posed a threat to The Kent Family, so Clark agreed to Robet's long-distance raid to destroy the Brotherhood. But now, Bullseye had not yet truly attacked The Kent Family.

"Robet, maybe I need you to take action!" But in the end, Clark made up his mind. He absolutely couldn't allow people like Bullseye to really appear near Smallville and threaten his family, so he quickly contacted Robet, who was cultivating, and told Robet about Bullseye.

The shield has been set up, and the sharp blade is about to be unsheathed!

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