American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"Of course not a biker gang, John, I just think it's cooler this way."

Clark unloaded the luggage from the motorcycle, smiled and said to A Zu: "Also, I will live here from now on and won't go back."

A Zu looked at Clark in surprise, who was carrying the luggage and had a different temperament.

The iron bucket in his hand fell to the ground with surprise, and the milk soaked the ground. He asked in an unbelievable tone: "You said you will live here from now on?"

"Yes, this will be my home from now on. I will live with you, John, I have a brand new life."

Clark came over, patted A Zu on the shoulder and said.

"Why do you want to live with us? You have your own home, Clark."

A Zu didn't quite understand why Clark in front of him seemed a little different from before.

"Because I separated from them, we parted ways from now on, I live with the Godfather, and I will be the Godfather's son from now on."

Clark said as a matter of course.

"No, you're not, Clark."

Azu said somewhat unhappily: "Your biological father has always been Jonathan Kent, and your last name is Kent, not Padrick."

"Whatever you think, this will be my eternal home in the future, and I will live with my godfather."

No matter Azu's unhappy expression, he walked directly into the room with his luggage.

After meeting Star-Lord coming out of the room, he waved and greeted him, "Hi, Star-Lord, I'll take you out for a walk later."

Star-Lord, with a confused face, looked at Clark, whose temperament had completely changed, and was stunned.

Is this the Clark he knew?

At noon.

Azu was eating with Star-Lord in the living room. Because Peter was out, the two could only heat the food in the refrigerator in the microwave and take it out to eat.

After taking a bite of bread, Azu asked Star-Lord: "Have you seen Clark?"

"He seems to be busy over there in the barn."

As soon as the voice fell, a noisy and harsh music was heard from the barn.

The two looked at each other and hurried to the barn.

As soon as they arrived at the barn, they were startled by the noisy music.

The barn was set up as an entertainment venue. Not only was there a speaker playing music, but there was also a TV and a game console placed in the middle.

Various strange and weird things, such as lightning balls and colorful lights, were also placed inside.

Clark himself was sitting in front of the TV, wearing headphones and playing games.

"Clark, what are you doing?"

Azu asked in confusion: "Where did you get these things?"

"Eddie's discount store in Metropolis, they are open 24 hours a day."

Clark pressed the pause button of the game, "I think I have to have these very cool things like everyone else."

"The Godfather said that I should not be locked in shackles. Now I can do whatever I want."

Azu looked at Clark who was a little bit slapped in front of him, "Wait, where did you get the money to buy these things?"

"I borrowed money from the Godfather."

Clark said indifferently: "I know where the Godfather's credit card is, so I took it to swipe it."

"What?!"

Hearing that Clark swiped his father's credit card, Azu immediately clenched his fists.

Star-Lord next to him also looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

"What's wrong? Don't worry, you don't have to pay immediately."

Clark signaled that the two don't have to worry.

"How dare you steal your father's credit card?"

The red light in Azu's eyes appeared faintly, and he could no longer suppress his anger.

"I didn't steal it, I just used it."

Clark took off his sunglasses and corrected Azu's statement, "Besides, the Godfather will definitely not blame me."

"Not you?"

Azu was so angry that he laughed.

"Of course."

Clark pressed the remote control and turned off the speakers. As if he didn't see Azu's angry expression, he said to the two:

"Because I have always been the Godfather's son, we have the same talent."

As he said, he raised his right hand and looked at the ring on his finger, "The Godfather taught me not to be bound by shackles. Do you know that feeling? The feeling of connecting the mind"

Staring at the "S" on the ring, his expression changed slightly.

"It's like the Godfather has entered my heart. He knows what I want and what kind of person I want to be."

Azu resisted the urge to shoot him out with his laser eyes. "You are talking nonsense. It's all lies, Clark! You are lying to avoid guilt!"

Clark looked at Azu with pity. "You are living in lies, Azu, don't you realize it? The Godfather has always been special to me. He has never treated me as an outsider."

"By the way, I will tell you another secret. You know, my mouth is always very tight, but this time, I will make an exception."

Take two steps forward, put on sunglasses, and looked at Azu provocatively.

"The secret is: my biological parents are not Jonathan and Martha. I was adopted. I heard it with my own ears."

Clark shrugged at the two of them and said in a brisk tone: "Maybe they adopted me from the Godfather, so I am your boss, and you, John, and Star-Lord, you may not even be the real second, and the third."

However, before he could finish his words, he was punched out by a fist.

With a "boom", Clark's body hit the barn floor hard, instantly shattering the stereo he had just bought.

Looking at Clark who fell to the ground, his facial expression becoming even more unbeatable, Azu looked at his fist in shock. Why did Clark fly out before he could take action.

It wasn't until he noticed something strange about Star-Lord next to him out of the corner of his eye that he suddenly realized.

At this time, Star-Lord clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with white light, and stared angrily at Clark on the ground.

"Shut up!"

…

at the same time.

Metropolis, bar.

Peter sat at the bar and asked the bartender for a drink.

The bar that Bruce Wayne bought and gave to him is well decorated and has a nice atmosphere.

It is clean and tidy, spacious and bright, with polished Swedish Pergo floors, and bright and shiny display cabinets filled with T-shirts, bumper stickers and lighters with the studio logo printed on them.

"This wine tastes good."

Martian Manhunter, who had not seen him for a long time, thanked Peter while tasting the wine.

"Thank you for inviting me to drink. I haven't tasted this taste for a long time. I can taste the taste of a long-lost old friend."

Peter glanced at the wine in his glass, "Seriously, I envy those of you who can taste what's in the wine. You can always taste something, whether it's chocolate, pipe cigarettes, figs, grass clippings, or Some came from the sweat of a nine-year-old Cuban boy who floated at sea on a raft made of banana crates."

Peter put the wine glass on the counter, "Unfortunately, all I can taste is 'Grapes of Wrath'."

After making a few jokes at each other, Peter asked him: "What have you been busy with recently? You don't even have time to go back and take care of your children? Clark even asked me about you. He misses you very much."

"I miss them too."

Martian Manhunter sighed and said, "But lately, I've been busy with something very important."

"Saving the world?"

Peter asked curiously: "So much so that you have to do it."

"Pretty much, I'm paying attention to some dangerous people, and I have to keep an eye on their movements, so I can't go back recently. Say 'sorry' to John and Clark for me, and oh, by the way, your new son Star-Lord."

He looked at Peter suspiciously, "Honestly, are you really not an alien?"

First it was Azu, and now Star-Lord suddenly appeared. He had begun to suspect that Peter, like himself, was an alien from outer space.

"Yes, I am a person from an alien planet, and my purpose is to cause disputes."

Peter picked up the grapes, "And I also have twenty Primarchs. They were all created by me to help me complete my career and make mankind great again."

"And in the future, we will also conduct a great galactic expedition."

"The Great Galactic Crusade?"

Martian Manhunter seemed to really believe Peter's random nonsense and looked at him in surprise, "Why carry out the Great Galactic Crusade?"

Peter tasted the wine and looked at Martian Manhunter who seemed to take him seriously.

Are you interested in "Warhammer"? !

After coughing, he continued to Martian Manhunter: "To bring mankind back to the golden age."

"Humanity's destiny is to control the galaxy!"

"Well"

Martian Manhunter was stunned by Peter's words. He didn't know for a moment whether Peter was joking with him or if he was really preparing for a galactic expedition.

When I think about Peter's strength, and then think about this guy's two sons, if Clark is also included...

If he wanted to, he might really be able to unify the galaxy.

no!

Isn't the entire galaxy in flames of war? !

My own home on Mars was destroyed by the war, and many other planets will suffer a similar fate.

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at Peter uneasily.

"Stop thinking so wildly. I was just joking. This time I have something to ask you for help."

With that said, Peter handed a red gemstone ring to Martian Manhunter.

"Do you know this red stone?"

"This is.!"

Seeing the ruby ​​ring in Peter's hand, Martian Manhunter's eyes immediately widened.

"This is red kryptonite!"

"Red Kryptonite?"

Peter looked at this magical ring in surprise when he heard this.

"Yes, it's incredible that I see it here."

Martian Manhunter looked at the ring in shock, "It is a variant of kryptonite. Originally red kryptonite was green kryptonite. After the kryptonite passes through a red cloud layer in the universe, it will turn into red kryptonite." ”

"Probably the red cloud has changed the half-life cycle of kryptonite, so the function that caused the production of red kryptonite is also different from the original one."

Peter frowned slightly and looked at the red kryptonite, "What effect will it have on Kryptonians?"

"It is random. No two pieces of red kryptonite have the same effect on Kryptonians, and the effect of red kryptonite on Kryptonians has a time limit. After the time limit, the effect will disappear."

"for how long?"

"I don't know. I've only heard about it. I've never seen it. This is the first time I've seen real red kryptonite."

The Martian Hunter said to him: "The personality changes, or the skin becomes transparent, or some other messy changes, these are all rumors. I once heard a Martian say that he got red kryptonite."

"Is that so?"

Peter put down his glass and pondered.

According to Azu, Clark also bought a red kryptonite ring. I wonder what changes he will have.

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