Chapter 870 You actually took the bullet for him? Not for your dad!

On the other side, Loki and Theresa were also stunned when they saw this scene.

The two did not expect that their father and Uncle Kent also had such a dispute.

It turns out that Uncle Jonathan cares so much about Clark treating Peter as his father!"That's not what you really think, Jonathan."

Peter frowned and said to him, "The Jonathan I know is upright, tough, and values ​​family and community. He taught Clark that with great power comes great responsibility, and emphasized that the use of superpowers must be tied to moral choices. He opposed Clark using his abilities for personal gain and encouraged him to help others anonymously. He would be injured many times in order to protect Clark's secrets."

Peter said to him slowly, "What I have done is to move towards one goal, which is to make an alien who is almost a god choose to be the protector of mankind. I did not specifically tell Clark that I am his father, nor did I tell him who he should listen to, and I did not want to snatch Clark away."

"As an orphan of Krypton, Clark longs to integrate into the human group, but he feels lonely because of his alien identity. He must hide his abilities to maintain a normal life. This repression becomes the source of his sensitivity and alienation. My alien identity allows Clark to find a sense of identity, so he is willing to get close to me. This is the reason."

Peter looked into Jonathan's eyes and said with an unchanged expression, "Clark has his own ideas. None of us can help him make a decision, and no one can influence his decision."

Jonathan pointed the gun at Peter, "You didn't tell Clark, but that's what you did, get out of the way, Peter, or I'll shoot you!"

Clark, who was standing aside, felt slightly touched when he heard what Peter said.

Yes, I have been following the Godfather since I was a child. Isn’t the reason because the Godfather not only represents a sense of identity, but can also see the sensitivity and alienation in my heart?He looked at Peter with a complicated expression.

Jonathan, who had been stopped by Peter, was on the verge of exploding. After hearing what Peter said, the violent emotions raging in his heart could no longer be controlled.

Taking a deep breath, he pointed the gun at Peter and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

"No!"

Seeing Jonathan pulling the trigger at his father, Clark, who was anxious, immediately activated his super speed.

With a "whoosh", Clark moved in front of Peter and blocked the bullet for Peter.

"boom"!The shotgun bullets hit Clark's body, leaving a cloud of dust.

Everyone at the scene didn't expect Clark to block the bullet for Peter, and they were all stunned.

Martha looked at her husband, then at her son who was blocking the bullet, and her expression was stunned for a moment.

Jonathan, who shot Peter, didn't expect that he would actually fire the bullet.

The moment the bullet was fired, Jonathan regretted it.

What shocked him even more was that his own son would actually take a bullet for Peter!Who is your father anyway?!

Jonathan, holding a shotgun, had countless emotions on his face in an instant.

Emotions such as regret, guilt, and jealousy intertwined together, leaving him at a loss for a moment.

"I-I'm sorry."

After saying this, Jonathan felt a black screen before his eyes, and his body went limp and he passed out.

Seeing his father fainted, Clark immediately rushed over and hugged him.

"dad?!"

Looking at the unconscious Jonathan, Peter frowned and said to everyone, "Let's send him to the hospital first."

In the hospital corridor, Peter looked at Jonathan who was in a coma in the ward and asked the doctor, "What's wrong with Jonathan?"

Martha, Clark, Theresa and Loki in the corridor also came over to listen to the doctor talk about Jonathan's condition.

"His symptoms indicated severe anaphylactic shock, but no antibodies to any known pathogens could be found."

Hearing the doctor say this, Martha asked the doctor worriedly, "What is going on?"

The black doctor glanced at Jonathan in the ward and said to Martha, "To be honest, if you had come here yesterday, I would have said that I had never seen such a case, but this morning a man was hospitalized after a car accident. His name is James Bells."

The doctor said something that stunned several people, "And this man named James Bells has the same symptoms as Jonathan."

When Martha and Clark heard the doctor say that they had the same symptoms, they looked at each other.

"That's the person Dad saved this morning."

Clark asked anxiously, "How is James Bells?"

"Not very well. He fell into a coma an hour ago."

When Martha heard the doctor's words, sadness immediately welled up in her heart.

Seeing that Martha was also in great pain, Peter gently reached out his hand to embrace Martha and whispered to comfort her: "Don't worry, Jonathan will be fine."

Theresa leaned against the window and felt sad when she saw Jonathan fell into a coma.

"Dad, I want to go to the scene and take a look. Maybe we can find something at the scene of the car accident."

Theresa expressed her desire to go and see the scene.

"Of course, let Loki go with you."

Peter looked at the gradually darkening night outside and said to Theresa.

"Okay, just leave it to me, Dad."

Loki nodded and took Theresa out of the hospital corridor and walked outside.

Peter stayed in the hospital because he had to take care of Martha.

After half an hour.

Martha sat on a chair in the public lounge to rest, feeling a little tired, while Peter stood in the corridor outside Jonathan's ward.

"Godfather." Clark suddenly stood behind him.

"What's wrong? Clark."

"I"

Clark said hesitantly, "I want to apologize to you, Godfather. Dad didn't mean to shoot you. He was like a different person. That wasn't the real him."

Peter listened to Clark's words and turned to look at him.

Although Peter knew that this might really be Jonathan's truest thought, he naturally would not say it out loud.

"Yes, I know, Clark, I know that's not what the real Jonathan wanted to say."

"In fact, my father and I had many disagreements in the past."

Clark looked at his father in the ward, took a deep breath, and said to Peter:

"I remember we had an argument because of the football game. I always thought that my father didn't want my identity to be exposed, but in fact, he was afraid that I would be hurt. In his heart, I was actually a child who was easily hurt."

Clark thought of a previous argument he had with his father.

I was playing football secretly, but was discovered by my father.

"Do you know what time it is?"

Jonathan was a little angry when he found Clark practicing secretly.

“And what is this?”

He kicked the twisted and deformed metal dumbbells on the sidelines, and the weight plates curled up like crumpled tinfoil.

Clark hid the football behind him.

"We're going to play against Central City High School tomorrow, the coach said."

"So you broke the fence off the farm? And sent parts of a harvester flying across the cornfield two blocks?"

My father took a step forward, his expression extremely serious.

"Last week it was the track team, last month it was the basketball team, and now it's the football team. Clark, do you think you can get away with the excuse of 'a tornado swept away the equipment' every time?"

Clark felt like there was a stone stuck in his throat.

He looked down at the football on which he had just left his fingerprints.

"I just want to be like a normal person."

"Normal people don't make forty-yard dash timers explode!"

Jonathan suddenly clutched his protective gear, his breathing becoming heavy.

"Every time you lose control of your power, someone might discover your secret, government agents, LexCorp researchers."

"So I'm gonna hide in the barn forever?"

Clark shook off his father's hand, and the buckle of the shoulder guard broke and flew off. "Look at this!"

He lifted up his jersey, and the bruises on his waist were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. "It takes two weeks for an ordinary person's wound to heal, but it only takes two minutes for me! How can I be 'normal' when I am like this?"

Clark's suddenly loud voice startled the night owl in the treetops.

Jonathan was stunned for a moment, then put his calloused hands on his son's shoulders.

"The gratitude from the people you saved and helped is nothing compared to the cheers of the cheerleaders?"

Clark fell silent as he listened to his father's words.

He wanted to say that Lana smiled at him today, wanted to say how the roar of the whole stadium filled the emptiness in his chest when he crossed the touchdown line, but the look in his father's eyes made him say nothing.

"Last training, Dad."

Clark bent down to pick up the football and said, "Just let me finish the game tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, Jonathan suddenly picked up the chain on the sidelines.

Clark subconsciously raised his hand to block, but froze at the moment of metal collision - green light seeped out from the gaps in the chains, and kryptonite powder licked his blood vessels like the tongue of a venomous snake.

"Do you understand now?"

Jonathan's voice was coming and going in the ringing of the ears. "Any coach on the field might be carrying such souvenirs, those 'lucky stones' picked up from the meteor shower site."

Clark fell to his knees, watching the cold sweat drip onto the grass.

"My father actually cares about me very much. He stopped me from participating in the competition because he was afraid that I would get hurt."

Clark turned his eyes away from the ward glass and said to Peter: "I know he loves me, so I never feel that he is an unimportant role in my life, and Godfather, I know you love me too, you are both the most important people in my life."

"Dad taught me how to be a man, but you, Godfather, taught me how to be a hero."

Listening to Clark's words, Peter reached out and patted his shoulder.

"There's no need to talk about this between us, Clark. Do you think I'm the type of person who cares about who loves who more? Just like you and A-Zu and the others, you are all my wings, my sons, and you are all equally important in my heart."

at the same time.

At the scene of the highway accident, before Loki and Theresa arrived, someone had already arrived to investigate.

Chloe and Lana were searching the scene with flashlights.

(End of this chapter)