Chirp chirp!

On the deserted highway, the sound of intense tire friction could be heard from afar.

The faint smell of burnt rubber filled the air as the old red pickup truck drifted sharply, trying to avoid the figure pouncing from above.

In mid-air, that figure burst out an incredible force from its waist, forcibly twisting its body, attempting to grab onto the roof with its five fingers. However, it only grazed the edge and missed.

Sizzle!

After the piercing sound of metal friction above their heads.

The pickup truck rushed off the road, and David hit the brakes while Clark and Greg got out of the car.

The figure that had performed an act that was tantamount to suicide for ordinary people did not end up with a broken head and blood flowing. It landed steadily as if a nimble flea, effortlessly flipping its body.

“Greg?”

With his black leather jacket and blond hair, Clark recognized him before the person completely turned around. He exclaimed, “Why did you attack us!”

Seeing Greg’s abnormal skills, he had a bad feeling in his heart and asked.

“I heard that something happened to your mother. Did you do it?”

“She obstructed me, and you’re next.”

Greg slowly turned around, seemingly confident, like a spider facing its prey, which was trapped in a spider web and unable to escape. He didn’t rush to launch another attack, but instead let out a cold laugh.

“Have you gone mad!”

Clark couldn’t believe what he heard. How could a person become so evil? “She is your mother.”

“I am no longer on the same level as you.”

The previously weak and reclusive Greg now seemed to exude the air of a top predator standing at the top of the food chain, looking down on other lives.

“Now, I am not bound by any morals or rules!”

He spread his arms wide, emanating contempt from his heart, his voice growing louder.

“I am ahead of you, ahead of everyone!”

“Do you also want to be Superman?”

David withdrew his gaze from the five clear marks scratched on the car roof and heard these words. His voice was cold and mocking.

Facing a Kryptonian, an eternal bloodline, saying that he was ahead of everyone in terms of life?

[Anger from Greg +0.18, +0.17…]

“David, you’re asking for it.”

Enraged by the unceremonious mockery, Greg became furious.

David remained calm.

This guy provided more emotional points than Jeremy, perhaps because he was stronger?

“Listen, Greg, you need treatment!”

Clark wanted to calm him down, not ruling out the possibility of a mental problem. Perhaps there was a way to cure his current cold and crazy state and make him return to his former self.

Whoosh!

“Treatment?

It’s you who needs to be eliminated!”

Greg moved as fast as a ghost, leaving behind an afterimage in place. He rushed towards David, swinging his fist with a force that made the air howl.

“David, don’t!”

Being attacked halfway, Clark noticed that David’s expression seemed even colder than last time and exclaimed in shock.

Greg thought that Clark was worried about his younger brother. Looking at David, who seemed to still be unaware of the situation, his eyes revealed cold-bloodedness and ferocity.

“I’ll deal with you first.”

Bang!

Just a second before he was about to hit, David stood still as if facing a flying insect, without even blinking.

In the next instant, it was like being hit by an ancient siege hammer. His fist was like lightning, striking his chest.

Bang bang bang.

Greg flew out at a faster speed than before, instantly crossing the road and crashing heavily into the grass more than ten meters away. He tumbled several times before finally coming to a stop.

“Greg?”

Clark quickly looked over, afraid that David had killed someone.

David stood expressionless by the side of the road, his skin turning purple, and deep grooves appearing on his chin, exuding a powerful and imposing aura.

“What bit you?”

Greg climbed up from the ground in a sorry state, looking at David’s appearance with a puzzled expression.

He had been bitten by a bug carrying meteorite dust, causing his body to undergo evolution after shedding his skin. But what about David, whose skin turned purple? What animal bit him?

And he didn’t seem to be injured at all.

David raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling somewhat surprised. It seemed that Greg’s body was more sturdy, and he had used too little strength.

He looked at Greg as if he was looking at a fool and said in a dull tone, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Were all these people whose genes had been mutated by Kryptonite also mentally damaged?

“Your power is not strong enough to hurt me.”

Greg stomped on the ground, causing dirt to fly up. His figure shot towards David like a cannonball, swinging his fist with a gust of wind, ready to smash David’s head like a watermelon.

Bang!

David turned his head, calmly raising his palm as if catching his fist.

The fierce force came to a halt instantly, like a small wave meeting an immovable cliff.

Whoosh!A white wave of energy swept up the dust on the road, causing the hard asphalt to crumble and form a deep pit several meters in diameter. The debris flew out like bullets.

At the edge of the road, Clark, who had just returned, had to shield his eyes.

“Cockroach?” David said, “Sorry, I’m not interested in bugs!”

With that, he squeezed his hand, as if he was a hydraulic press with hundreds of tons of force.

“Ah!”

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone breaking, Greg’s palm was crushed. He screamed in agony and fell to his knees.

The broken bones pierced through his flesh, and a warm sensation flowed from his palm.

David casually let go of him, looked at his bloody palm, which was red with a hint of green and slightly sticky.

“Did you mutate because you were bitten by a bug?”

Recalling what Greg had said earlier, he frowned, feeling a bit disgusted.

“Die!”

Greg’s fingers were broken and bent at abnormal angles. The ferocity in his genes was triggered. He swung his other fist in an attempt to sneak attack David, but missed.

Whoosh!

Without surprise, David flashed and appeared behind him.

With a reaction far beyond that of an ordinary person, Greg burst out with astonishing speed, his punch stirring up a gust of wind. He swung his fist again, his speed almost catching up with David.

Bang!

“Your speed is quite fast.”

David grabbed his arm, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and effortlessly broke his other intact arm as if he was breaking a corn stalk.

“But that makes sense. If annoying bugs aren’t agile, how can they survive?”

“Ah, my arm!”

With both arms disabled, Greg fell to the ground in pain, his face twisted.

“No…impossible, why did you break my arm so easily.”

After he woke up, he had tested his abilities. Like some beetles with extremely hard exoskeletons, the hardness of his bones was comparable to steel. But under David’s hand, they were as fragile as thin sticks.

“Bugs that provoke humans without knowing their own strength, you should know what usually happens!”

Not interested in answering his question, David was about to make his move again.

A flash in front of him, Clark quickly stepped forward, hurriedly stood in front of Greg, and stopped him.

“Don’t kill him.”