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

The atmosphere solidified in an instant.

"Don't be so nervous, Mr. Kent, I was just kidding."

Horry, who was originally serious, suddenly relaxed, "Anyway, I hope Mr. and Mrs. Kent can think about it carefully, and I will come to visit again."

With that said, he was ready to leave.

When he walked to the door and put on his sunglasses, he turned to Jonathan and his wife and said, "But don't worry too much, I will keep this matter a secret."

After Horry left, Martha, who was worried, asked her husband, "Should I tell Peter?"

Jonathan nodded with a serious expression, "I'll contact him right away."

Ten minutes later.

Peter drove to Kent Farm.

After listening to Kennut's story, he frowned slightly.

Clark's welfare home proved that he used his "money power" to get it done.

I didn't expect this guy to be able to find out the loopholes.

It seems that afterwards, I have to fix this loophole.

After pondering for a moment, he took out his cell phone and dialed Chandler at the police station, asking if there was a police officer named Holly Hawkins at the Smallville Police Department.

After receiving a negative answer, he hung up the call, shook his head and said to the couple: "There is no police officer named Holly Hawkins in the police station. It is obvious that this guy is a fake police officer."

"Fake police?"

Martha was even more confused, "Who is he?"

"Whoever he was, his purpose was Clark and John."

Jonathan held his wife's hand, and while conveying warmth to the other party, said to Peter: "I guess he will come to you again, Peter."

Peter nodded, "That's just right, I was just wanting to talk to him."

If this guy dares to show up in front of him, he doesn't mind inflicting a little violence on him.

Let him know the price of daring to hit his own son and godson.

"This guy is in the dark. We don't know his identity. For your safety, I suggest you and Clark move to my house temporarily."

Peter suggested that the Kent family go to their farm first.

In this way, if the black man wants to be tough, he can protect the safety of the Kents.

"Clark and Martha will stay with you for now, Peter, I don't have to."

Jonathan rejects Peter's offer, "I can't leave the farm yet."

Martha opened her mouth, trying to persuade her husband.

But thinking of her husband's temper, I had no choice but to swallow what I wanted to say.

Peter frowned and looked at him, "Don't be stubborn, Jonathan, this is for your safety."

"I know, thank you, Peter, but I believe this fake policeman won't do anything random. Since he said he wanted to keep it secret, it shows that he still has some worries."

Jonathan decided that for the sake of his son, he would stay here and deal with that bastard.

No matter what method the other party uses, he will continue.

Martha gave Peter an apologetic look.

Since her husband chose to stay on the farm, it was impossible for her to go live at Peter's house.

"Sorry, Peter, Jonathan is so stubborn. Clark will go to your place first. I will stay with Jonathan here."

Peter was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "I understand, let's keep in touch."

Since Jonathan wanted to stay on the farm, he had no choice but to go back and figure out a way.

The next day.

Nothing happened during the day.

At night, Jonathan moved farm tools to the warehouse in the backyard.

The dim moonlight came in, the ground was covered with a layer of silver light, the chirping of cicadas was replaced by the chirping of crickets, and the breeze blew to dry his sweat.

Jonathan was packing away farm tools when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

He stopped what he was doing and looked up towards the entrance of the warehouse.

"Mr. Kent."

A familiar voice reached his ears, and in his stunned eyes, the black fake policeman who appeared yesterday was standing at the door.

The moment he saw the other party appear, Jonathan immediately heightened his vigilance.

"Why are you here? Mr. Hawkins."

"I just want to talk to you."

Horry coughed and took off his sunglasses, "I think we can reach an agreement about Clark."

"I have nothing to talk about with you."

Jonathan frowned, "Clark is just a child. He doesn't understand anything. Don't bring him into your dirty world."

"You're right, Mr. Kent, it's a dirty world."

Horry's expression became serious, "This is a powerful world full of injustice and discrimination. The police and judges trample the law wantonly, and the bankers wantonly squander the hard-earned money of the bottom class."

He has been in jail for decades, and the property his parents left him was taken away by the bank. These experiences made him full of resentment.

"That's why we need to change the world. Mr. Kent, Clark and I are the same. We are all chosen people. We have the ability to change the world. I swear, in my hands, he will show his talent. "

Jonathan looked at this lunatic with astonishment.

"You must be crazy!"

While Jonathan spoke, he was about to pick up the pitchfork next to him without leaving any trace.

As if seeing through his movements, Horry teleported in front of him like lightning in the next second.

Jonathan, who had no time to react, felt a pain in his chest and was knocked away.

With a "bang" sound, his body hit the ground heavily.

Fortunately, there were crop straws on the ground, which buffered some of the damage.

But the pain in his chest still made him a little breathless.

"You!"

Jonathan looked at Hori, who was walking slowly, in shock.

The other party's speed was like lightning. He just felt that he flew out in a flash.

"Yes, I also have extraordinary powers, just like Clark."

Hori walked to Jonathan and squatted down, with a faint green light in his eyes.

"Sorry, Mr. Kent, I don't have much patience now, so I can only ask you and Mrs. Kent to go."

Jonathan breathed quickly and wanted to stand up to resist, but his eyes went black and he fainted.

Padrick Farm.

Peter didn't know what happened to Jonathan and his wife. He was having dinner with Clark and Azu.

"Knock! Knock!"

The door was knocked.

Peter went forward to open the door and found that it was a teenage boy who lived in a nearby neighbor's house.

"You are little Sam, right?"

The shy boy with freckles on his face nodded and handed a letter to Peter.

"Uncle Padrick, this is a letter from a stranger outside."

"Stranger?"

Peter took the letter and looked out into the dark night, "Where is that stranger, Sam?"

Sam turned around and pointed to a fork in the road in the distance, saying, "He was there just now, and then he disappeared all of a sudden."

Peter glanced at the deserted fork in the road, then gave Sam a few honey sticks to send him away, and sat back at the dining table.

He opened the letter and looked at the contents on it, and his brows gradually frowned.

"Dad, what does it say?"

Azu asked curiously.

"Someone-kidnapped Clark's parents."

"Bang!"

Clark's knife and fork fell on the dining table.