As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

"Thank you, Sister Selena."

Holly happily took the silver coin and checked it under the moonlight.

The owl engraved on the obverse of the coin comes to life.

"Owl's coin?"

Holly tilted her head and said to Catwoman, "I seem to have seen it."

"have you seen?"

Catwoman was heartbroken.

"Well, I haven't seen it, but I have heard it."

Holly told Catwoman about the battle between Batman and the "Umbrella Man" that she and two other friends witnessed in the alley not long ago.

The guy who can easily beat Batman!

Looking at the silver owl coin in her hand, Catwoman fell into contemplation.

Could it be that the "umbrella man" that Holly was talking about was the **** who let him dress up for him?

Speaking of which, he did see a black long-handled umbrella in his room, which seemed to be somewhat similar to that of the Penguin.

This guy... is going to be bad for Batman?

......

Iceberg Club, the auction banquet is being held at this time.

During the intertwining of gongs and chips, the dignitaries and nobles talked to each other in twos and threes, and talked about topics that were of interest to each other.

Bruce Wayne was talking to a new friend, "Yes, I know March Ventures, and he controls the Eastern Leslie Medical Satellite, isn't it?"

At this time, Bruce's identity is no longer Batman, but the famous **** and entrepreneur in Gotham City.

"Mr. Wayne."

As he was talking, Bruce was interrupted by a voice.

Turning his head, he found the Penguin man walking towards him.

"Let me introduce you, this is Eric Kent."

Following the introduction of the Penguin, Bruce looked at Eric next to him.

Eric nodded slightly towards Bruce and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, Mr. Wayne."

Bruce stared at Eric's face, feeling inexplicably familiar.

"Bruce Wayne, nice to meet you."

Bruce and Eric shook hands.

The moment the two approached, he suddenly realized that the other's chin and familiar voice were not the mysterious person who held an umbrella in the alley that night.

After confirming Eric's identity, his vigilance immediately rose to the highest level.

But he quickly calmed down again.

Even if the opponent is now the enemy, it is impossible to make a move at this time.

"What does Mr. Wayne think of Gotham?"

Of course Eric could guess what the other party was thinking now.

When he appeared at the dinner party, he deliberately revealed his identity to Bruce.

In Gotham, he also had no intention of appearing as a masked man.

"Me? Opinion? What is Gotham, home or home, I can't describe it exactly, but I think it's a brighter tomorrow, doesn't it?"

After knowing Eric's dangerous identity, Bruce was wary of him, while pretending to be a snake.

"Sounds reasonable."

Eric nodded, and when he was about to say something, a beautiful figure entered his line of sight.

Catwoman Selena, who was wearing a black evening dress, covered her body with no skin, and even had silk stockings on her legs, entered the auction dinner.

Originally, Catwoman was a little happy to see Bruce Wayne, but she was startled when she saw Eric standing next to him.

She never thought that she would meet two familiar people here when she came to attend an ordinary banquet and pass the things of some dignitaries.

Especially the **** who stamped himself!

After learning from Holly that the other party can easily defeat Batman (Bruce), her impression of Eric becomes complicated.

When he took a breath and was about to sneak away, he was stopped by Eric.

"Miss Selena, we meet again."

"What do you want? Are you going to catch me and humiliate me again?"

Catwoman gritted her teeth when she thought of the mark the other party had left on her body.

"No, I happen to be missing a female companion. I think you won't mind."

Eric stretched out his hand and motioned for Catwoman to take his arm.

After glancing at Bruce, who was a little embarrassed, Catwoman had to hold Eric's arm due to the other's "promiscuous power".

Eric, who used super vision to observe the micro expressions of Catwoman and Batman, was roughly certain.

Batman has just become Gotham Knight, and his love affair with Catwoman has not yet officially started.

He was very interested in embarrassing and deflating Batman.

Bruce was about to remind Catwoman about Eric's dangerous identity, while Penguin stood on the stage announcing that he had obtained a batch of jewelry and cultural relics, which would be auctioned next.

After seeing an owl crystal displayed by the Penguin, Bruce immediately forgot about Catwoman, and his attention was all attracted by the existence of the owl logo.

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As Eric expected, Bruce was completely fascinated by the jewelry and artifacts that the Penguins displayed about the owl's characteristics.

And he was rich and powerful, and bought almost all the jewelry and cultural relics.

Completely showed Eric his greatest superpower - "rich"!

"I can smell the conspiracy."

Catwoman took Eric's arm, frowned and said to Eric when she saw Bruce's obviously abnormal mood.

"about what?"

Eric asked Catwoman, who had restrained her wildness at this time.

"Some people are so obsessed with the world they create that they can't notice the anomalies around them."

Catwoman's eyes shone brightly, "Of course I also face this situation, but it usually only feels like this when I am addicted to jewelry or men. But now, I can feel the trap created by the Penguin, and It is impossible to indulge like those who are fascinated by jewelry."

Raising his burning eyes, he looked at Eric, "And I suspect that this trap may have something to do with you."

Eric looked at Catwoman in surprise, but he didn't expect the other party to have a calm side when facing the jewelry.

"Have you always been so vigilant?"

"Don't know the cat's natural sense of power?"

Catwoman looked at the celebrities at the banquet. "I was in a relationship with a kid from an orphanage, and he said to me: It's too comfortable to live. You know what that means?"

Before Eric could answer, Catwoman said directly: "Never believe in a warm bed and a good life, it's better to do it yourself before others tear down the house. So... I don't believe in this kind of thing. For a happy dinner party, I usually kick a few kicks and leave early before the house collapses."

"Sounds reasonable."

Eric nodded, "Are you interested in making a deal?"

"Date me?"

Catwoman chuckled and pulled away from Eric's arm, "There are many people who want to torture Catwoman. I've already been fooled once, and I won't let you get it easily again."

"Although I'm confident about catching cats again, I'm not very interested right now. Are you interested in a very oily business?"

Eric offered to entrust a very lucrative business to the other party.

Catwoman's eyes narrowed immediately, and she was hooked up like a cat.

The cat's natural sense of danger as mentioned earlier was instantly lost.

"what?"

"I'm leaving Gotham tomorrow and heading back to the Met, but I need a Gotham liaison, or proxy. As much as I'm skeptical of your work ethic, I think... than loyalty, Raven The most worthy of affirmation should be the tipping off, isn't it?"

The four-day campaign for Gotham's new book ends today, and he's heading back to Smallville tomorrow.

The basic purpose of this Gotham tour has been achieved.

He made millions of dollars from the Penguin, and by the way, the secret information of the Owl Court was directly disclosed to Batman.

Batman and Owl Court, the two sides will definitely have a "war" that cannot be determined in a short time.

And the one who ignited the fuse just needs to watch the show quietly.

So Catwoman was chosen by him as his agent and eyeliner.

"Then you must not have heard the story of the crow and Mercury. In this story, the crow deceived the two gods Apollo and Mercury."

Catwoman took Eric's arm again, with a sly light flashing in her eyes, "But you can trust me temporarily, the duration of 'temporary' depends on how much you pay. If the price is enough to satisfy me, I will Guess I can reconsider, even if it's an evening date."

Eric glanced at Catwoman's explosive figure and nodded, "You won't refuse. By the way, I'm also looking forward to a date at night."

......

the next day.

Smallville, Kent Farm.

Jonathan sat at the round table in the living room, poured a glass of water, brought it to his lips, but quickly put it down again.

"You said you went to Hamilton's?"

Martha asked her husband in surprise, "I remember you said, you don't like Hamilton?"

"Theoretically, yes, in addition to my objections to his 'meteorite environmental change theory', I also have an objection to him selling plastic meteorite fragments to foreign tourists."

Martha looked at the green meteorite her husband put on the table, "So you went to him and bought the plastic meteorite?"

"It's not fake, it's real, Martha."

Jonathan picked up the meteorite fragments on the table, "You have to believe that the farmers who have lived in Smallville for decades have the basic ability to identify meteorites."

"You...you're going to use this on Clark?"

Martha felt that her husband's idea was a little crazy, and even temporarily abandoned her grievance with Hamilton for Clark.

"Eric just got back from Gotham this afternoon and I just called him. Jonathan, I don't think it's a good idea."

Jonathan put away the meteorite and smiled at his wife, "Just in case."

At this time, Clark, who was thinking of Jonathan and Martha, was driving his Ferrari to the farm.

The roar of the luxury car interrupted the conversation between the couple.

The two pushed open the door and walked out, and found Clark, who was wearing sunglasses, holding a package into the red Ferrari.

"Clark, we found you last night."

Martha looked at Clark who was packing up, froze for a moment, stepped forward and said to him, "What are you going to do?"

"Sorry, I had the most meaningful night of my life last night, what are you going to do now? Simple, get out of here forever!"

Martha glanced at her helpless husband. "We want to help you, Clark."

"Help me? Stay here?"

Clark sneered and threw his backpack into the open Ferrari, "Staying here to farm? Wasting my life for 20 bucks a week of pocket money?"

Listening to Clark's words, Jonathan couldn't take it any longer, "Clark, I really wish you would hear what you said..."

He choked the last word "bullshit" in his mouth, took a deep breath, and Jonathan suppressed his irritability.

"Clarke, something is wrong with you right now. There's something wrong with your body. Pete told us that you may have been affected by that ring."

"You're still blaming me for buying a ruby ​​ring?"

Clark held the car door with one hand and shook his head contemptuously at his father, "You...that's so pathetic!"