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

After being hit by the flames, Peter slowly lowered his arms.

Instead of being burned as Azu and the other three imagined, there were no wounds at all.

"dad?!"

Azu looked at Peter in shock.

He finally understood why he had laser eyes. It turned out that he inherited his father's superpower!

Azu cast an admiring look at Peter.

I want to be as handsome as my father in the future!

Poor Azu doesn't know yet, but his adoption has become a well-known secret among Peter's circle of friends.

Clark looked at the godfather while breathing heavily.

It turns out the Godfather is Superman!

Clark, whose vision and hearing abilities had suddenly increased recently, found that his defense abilities were also getting stronger.

The last time he was on the farm, he accidentally put his hand into the rotating harvesting machine and escaped unscathed.

This made him a little distressed, and he suddenly had different thoughts in his mind.

The godfather's body is strong enough to block the explosion. Could it be that he is actually the godfather's child, and Azu carried him here.

Clark, who already understood the meaning of biological and adoption, began to wonder whether he and Azu were carried by the wrong person in the hospital.

"Bang!"

A ball of flame exploded again, and the heat wave of the explosion hit.

Peter didn't care about dealing with the scattered zombies, hugged Azu, put away his katana, and ran out quickly.

"Oh my god! Great, you're okay, Lana."

Seeing Lana walking towards her, Nell, who was blocked by the fire and unable to enter, picked her up and kissed her cheek excitedly: "That's great, Lana, I was scared just now. If I lost you and I really don’t know what to do.”

Looking at her excited aunt who was about to cry, Lana comforted her sensibly: "I'm fine, aunt."

"How did you get out? Lana."

Nell asked Lana while checking her for any injuries.

"It's Uncle Padric."

Lana looked up into the distance.

The flames were as bright as the midday sun, illuminating the entire street.

Many cars rushed to the scene, and people wearing all kinds of robes and pajamas were running in the streets.

She saw a man standing on the steps of the police station, his hands clasped beside his mouth, shouting something.

The town's blaring police sirens, fire truck sirens and raging fires seemed to swallow up all sound.

Lana's eyes caught Peter's figure in the flames and the crowd, but she didn't find it for a long time.

After exhaling, a girlish melancholy suddenly rose in her heart.

In the dark woods, Father Norma stood in front of an altar of blood, holding a black magic book in his hand.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The zombies imprisoned in the black magic book lost contact one after another, which made him panic.

Fine beads of sweat dripped from his head.

According to the records in the black magic book, if he wanted to obtain the magical power to cure lung cancer, he would have to sacrifice more living people.

This is why he controlled the walking corpses and started killing people in the auditorium.

The more people died, the better the sacrifice.

The initial process went smoothly, and many people were killed by the walking corpses.

Just when he was using black magic to control these undead creatures to leave, he didn't expect that they all lost contact.

These were undead creatures that he had carefully cultivated, and losing them all at once made him heartbroken.

What's more, if these zombies fall into the hands of the government, they will definitely cause big trouble.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

Just as he was trying to contact the walking dead with magic, he suddenly heard a strange sound in the forest.

"who?!"

Norma, who was extremely alert, immediately shouted towards the forest.

"It's me, Father Norma."

A somewhat familiar voice came.

Norma raised her head and looked towards the entrance of the woods.

Under the dim moonlight, the face of the visitor gradually became clearer.

"Peter?"

Norma looked in surprise at the sudden appearance of Peter, as well as Clark and the people from the motherland standing beside him on the left and right.

"Why are you here?"

"That should be my question to you, Father Norma."

Peter looked towards the blood-soaked altar, "Father, as a clergyman, such behavior should be a blasphemy against God, right?"

"I am here."

Norma pretended to be stupid and said: "I am performing a spiritual purification ceremony."

"Sacrifice someone else's death?"

Peter took a step forward and reached for the book of dark magic in his hand.

Norma tried to stop her, but was slapped away.

Putting the book of dark magic in his hand, Peter opened a page at random.

"Undead? So, Father Norma, it was you who told the news of the resurrection of the corpse to those who lost their loved ones, and persuaded them to bury the corpse in that swamp, right?"

Norma, whose teeth were loosened by the slap, looked at Peter in shock.

"Who the hell are you?"

He never imagined that a seemingly ordinary farmer could have such incredible power.

Peter did not answer and continued: "My cousin Louis lost little Terry. His wife was in grief, so she was bewitched by you and buried little Terry's body in that swamp. One night, little Terry came back to life. "

"But what she doesn't know is that any reversal of fate comes at a price. Her desire to fight against death is like putting a coin on the rails and trying to stop a high-speed train."

Looking at each other, Peter's eyes narrowed.

"Little Terry, who was controlled by you, killed Louis and his wife, and then turned into zombies. These zombies you controlled launched this massacre tonight, right?"

Norma stood up and said angrily: "Yes, I controlled these undead creatures to attack people because I want to change my fate. I have lung cancer. For my disease, I need to sacrifice them!"

Clark, who was next to him, was stunned when he heard the words of the Godfather!

He thought that the characters in "The Monkey's Paw" only existed in the story.

How could someone really hurt others for their own greed?

Clark clenched his fists.

Azu listened to the conversation between his father and Norma, but he didn't look angry.

Anyway, this guy will be killed by his father, no matter what he has done, it doesn't matter.

Azu has guessed that his father came here to kill him.

"I have been a devout believer in God for half my life, and this is how he treats his believers?"

Norma said angrily: "I have seen all kinds of misfortunes in people, and I have also seen with my own eyes how fate controls their lives. Since everyone's life is a donkey cart rushing towards the cliff, let's fall into the dark abyss together!"

As he said this, he was ready to release a spell to kill Peter and his group.

The next second, Peter rushed to his side.

"Crack!"

Norma's neck made a crisp sound and was instantly broken.