Chapter 9: Chapter 9
"Ha Ha!"
Kutcher laughed in a low voice, looked at the coming Mike, and said with difficulty "I wanted you to inherit my position."
"I'm not interested."
"Are there any cigarettes?"
"I don't smoke."
Kutcher was startled and laughed and said "I have one in my pocket."
Mike was silent, Kutcher looked at Mike stubbornly, his eyes gradually turning to pleading.
Suddenly, Mike raised his gun, and in front of Kutcher's stunned eyes, a shot exploded his head.
"I told you, I don't smoke."
Mike said faintly, put the gun away, turned towards the gun he had just casually dropped, and just bent down
Boom!
A fierce explosion sounded, Kutcher's body was blown to pieces, blood and limbs flying in the corridor, like dirt splashed on the wall.
Hearing the movement, Raven outside the door walked to the door and carefully poked her head out.
A hand covered her face and said, "Don't look, its dirty."
Raven breathed a sigh of relief. 'It looks like Mike had won.'
Reaching down, she plucked Mike's hand and said, "I haven't seen anything."
Raising her eyes and blushing, she turned to Mike and said, "You are so kind."
"I'm already a baby's father."
Raven choked.
Just then, Mike's body lowered slightly and whispered something in her ear.
Raven looked at Mike pitifully and pointed to her still bleeding shoulder, "I'm in such a situation, can't you wait until Im healed?"
Mike smiled slightly "Perhaps, you can wait until I tell S.H.I.E.L.D., the FBI or something about you.
Don't think I don't know that your body is much more resilient than normal human's, and besides, there's the tissues healing fluid running in your body."
Raven grunted softly, turning around, she walked away, but her face turned into Mike's appearance again after two steps.
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Mike breathed a sigh of relief.
He came near the car that had been parked in advance, and Mike drove away.
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[Assassin Alliance headquarters.]
When Sloan received the call from Mike, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
He slowly got up, looked at the assassins disguised as workers outside, and laughed in a low voice.
"Hahahahaha!"
The sound of Sloans laughter echoed in the empty office.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, the joy on Sloans face disappeared, and a heavy sadness appeared on his face after he walked out of the office.
On the other hand, Raven, who had transformed into Mike, treated her wounds, bought a plane ticket in Mike's name and left New York.
As for Mike, after returning to Kent Farm, he handed the Kent Farm to the management of the person he had contacted in advance, and immediately took Clark out of the farm, took the luggage he had prepared, and departed all the way north.
Three years later, the northern United States, the edge of a small town on the edge of Lake Superior.
Mike looked at the endless corn field and showed a simple smile.
It was another good harvest this year.
"Dad! Look!"
A three-year-old boy laughed and ran up to Mike.
His black hair was slightly curly and his blue eyes were as pure and unblemished as the sky.
Clark Kent, Mike's son.
Clark offered his hand to Mike like a treasure.
Mike squatted down, rubbed Clarks head with a smile, and said, "What's this?"
Clark huffed and said, "My friends, Green, White and Red."
Mike had a bad feeling in his heart.
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