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

"Shet!"

Peter looked at Azu, who was holding the dog's head and his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't help but curse.

This kid smiled with his face covered in blood, and he really looked like he had in his previous life.

Walking over quickly, Peter picked up Azu.

"what happened?!"

He took off his suit and helped Azu wipe the smelly blood from his face.

"Gudong!"

Clark swallowed and glanced at the hound corpse on the ground.

"It attacked me and John, and then John's laser eyes took it away"

"Okay, Clark, I know what happened."

Peter interrupted Clark, "You help John wipe away the blood, and I'll go get the car over."

"Okay."

Peter drove over quickly and carried Azu into the passenger seat of the car.

Before getting in the car, he glanced at the hound body on the ground, hesitated, and finally moved the body to the trunk.

Padrick Farm.

In the bathroom, Peter helped Azu wash off the blood on his body.

"dad?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, I just feel a little weird."

Azu wiped off the turbid water mixed with blood on his face, "So this is what blood smells like."

"What does it smell like?"

Peter stopped what he was doing and looked at Azu.

Is it possible that Azu has awakened some strange attributes from now on?

If Azu turns into the man from the motherland who likes to shoot his head in his previous life, he will be in big trouble.

"I don't know, it was like fireworks suddenly going off. It was scary but exciting."

Azu described his feelings.

"Hmm, but the smell is not pleasant."

Peter wiped it for him and said, "If you don't want to make yourself embarrassed, don't get yourself covered in blood."

"Because that's not cool? Dad."

"Yeah, Dad doesn't think it's cool to be covered in blood."

Peter felt he had to correct him in advance.

In his previous life, this kid massacred the group of experimenters from Walter Company who had bullied him. He cut people into pieces with laser eyes, and the way he looked covered in blood was really perverted.

"Okay, I won't do this next time."

Azu's mind was very simple. Since his father didn't like this, he would not let it happen to him in the future.

"Dad, am I a monster?"

After struggling for a while, Azu asked Peter: "My laser eyes, no one else has ever had this ability."

Peter thought to himself that Clark's laser eyes hadn't awakened yet, otherwise he would soon change his offensive and turn from the bullied into the bully.

"No, you are not a monster, Azu. This is your talent, a talent given to you by God."

"talent?"

Azu blinked.

"Yes, talent, it is given to you by God, and it is also a responsibility given to you."

"Dad, what is the responsibility?"

Naturally, Peter would not say "With great power comes great responsibility". After all, Azu is not Spider-Man.

"The duty to protect the family."

"Family, just me and dad, and Clark?"

"correct."

Peter felt that the imprint of the family should be implanted into Azu's spirit.

If this kid disobeys me in the future, wouldn't I just be an incompetent and furious father?

"Ahem."

He coughed and reminded himself that this was not PUA, but just helping Azu develop correct values.

After all, the "family man" is better than the people of the motherland in his previous life.

After helping Azu clean up, Peter walked to the storage room behind the farm.

He put the hound that Azu had killed on the table and observed the traces on the body.

Based on the degree of rigor mortis of the hound's body, it is inferred that the death should have been some time ago.

But the hound's head had just been cut off by Azu, and it was clear that he had died no more than a day ago.

Already dead?

Peter put his hands on the table and stared at the corpse that smelled of putrid smell.

In other words, this hound was already a walking corpse when it attacked Azu?

Turning around, he raised his hand and stared at the kryptonite that appeared in his hand at some point.

This Kryptonite stone caused the land to mutate, forming something similar to a corpse raising ground.

The creatures buried there may become "walking zombies" after a period of time.

Next, all he had to do was observe his cousin's family and confirm whether his "little nephew" had come back from the dead.

Putting away the kryptonite, Peter's eyes became a little more solemn.

It seems that I have to buy a large freezer and store the walking corpse freezer. Maybe I can use it somewhere in the future.

He opened the door and walked out of the storage room.

"Squeak!"

Old Bill opened the door and was startled.

"Hello, Mr. Bill."

Peter stood in front of him and greeted him.

Seeing Peter standing in front of the door with a serious face, the somewhat bald old Bill swallowed nervously.

"Sorry, Mr. Padrick, I was just about to come and apologize to you."

Old Bill knew that his dog almost hurt Azu.

Although the dog is dead now, he has no intention of holding him accountable.

After all, he knew what was going on.

There was nothing normal about that hound.

"I accept your apology. There is no need to come to the door."

Peter walked in the door, "Actually, I wanted to find out something from you."

Old Bill poured Peter a cup of coffee anxiously.

"If I knew, I would tell you everything."

"Your hound, I heard he died a month ago, but today he almost bit my baby."

Old Bill was a little overwhelmed by Peter's oppressive eyes.

He stammered: "I raised another one of the same breed."

"Yeah?"

Peter then tossed a stack of photos onto the table.

"Then can you tell me where this is?"

Old Bill leaned forward, doubtfully picked up the photo on the table, and his body trembled!

The photo shows the burial ground!

Exhaling helplessly, he curled up and went back, "I'm sorry, I made a big mistake."

He thought Peter already knew what he had done.

"Caesar has been with me for eight years. It was my family. I couldn't bear to lose it, so I buried it here. I know that even if it comes back from resurrection, it is no longer it. I just want to see it. ”

At the end of the sentence, he covered his eyes and cried.

“What’s the origin of this land?”

Peter asked him with a frown.

He has determined that this land does have extraordinary power.

"There used to be a swamp there. About six years ago, a meteorite rain hit there. The swamp was destroyed, and the Luther Group's land ownership issues caused the swamp to disappear."

Peter continued to ask: "How do you know that your hound can be resurrected there? Who told you?"