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

"Anyway, thank you for your generous help, Mr. Luther."

Leno shook his head helplessly after hearing this, "It seems that Padrick you still have some opinions about me."

"No, I just think, Mr. Luther, your agricultural fund should help farmers who need help more than me."

Peter looked at Jonathan who was repairing the roof in the distance, "For example, Jonathan, he is planning to get a loan from the bank recently. I think your agricultural fund should be able to solve his difficulties."

Leno glanced at Jonathan and said, "Of course, I also hope to help Mr. Kent."

Then he took out a business card and handed it to Peter, "This is my personal business card. If you have any questions, you can call this number."

Peter took the business card and nodded, "Thank you, I will."

"Perhaps there is some misunderstanding between us, Padraic."

After handing out the business card, Leno coughed and said: "The employees of my company may have had some minor friction with you because of the farm land purchase. I apologize to you. I have already dealt with the employee who made the decision without authorization. ”

He talked about the last time the Luther Group wanted to buy the farm by force.

"It doesn't matter."

Of course, Peter would not believe that his men had acted on their own initiative.

According to the old fox's past behavior, I'm afraid this subordinate is doing things according to his instructions.

Looking at the other party's performance now, could it be that this old fox has some plot against him?

Or are you simply coveting the swamp you purchased?

He knew that the other party had sent people to the mayor's office to buy swamp land, but he was the first to get there.

Putting away the business card, Peter suppressed the thoughts in his mind and said to Leno with a serious expression:

"People in the town may have misunderstood you, Mr. Leno, and think you have bad conduct, but I think being bad and doing evil are two different things. Are you right?"

Leno: "."

Are you praising me or hurting me?

Reno, who realized Peter's insidiousness, smiled awkwardly, "As a businessman, sometimes you will always be enemies with most people unconsciously, although sometimes this is not your intention."

While the two were talking, they saw Martha walking towards them. After saying a few more words, Lenno said goodbye to Peter and left.

Looking at Lenor's leaving figure, Martha asked Peter in surprise: "He is - Lenore Luther?"

"Hmm, this metropolitan banker wants to help me rebuild my farm, but I don't need it."

He said to Martha: "You need help more than anything else."

Martha was a little moved when she heard Peter's words.

"Thank you, Peter, I don't know how to thank you enough."

"It's okay, Martha, we are a family, but - there is a problem, you need to convince Jonathan."

Peter sighed and said, "He is not willing to accept help from the Luther family."

"Yeah, I don't need his help."

On the way back, when he heard his wife talking about Luther's willingness to provide agricultural funds, Jonathan shook his head and said, "We can get through it."

Martha sighed helplessly, "You are still so stubborn, Jonathan."

"Actually, through Horry's incident last night, I have realized many of my problems."

Jonathan drove the car forward, "I will try my best to correct it, but this matter is not about stubbornness. The Luther family has always been cunning. If we accept his help, we may lose more important people in the future." something."

Martha nodded upon hearing this.

She felt that what her husband said made sense.

As the car reached a remote road near Kent Farm, Martha suddenly noticed something.

"Jonathan, stop the car!"

"What?"

Jonathan stopped the car and looked at his wife suspiciously.

Martha didn't say anything, opened the car door and walked down to the place covered by weeds.

Jonathan followed his wife over and was stunned when he saw an animal body lying on the ground.

The animal seems to have been dead for a long time and has taken the form of a white skeleton.

The surrounding weeds are in a withered and yellow state.

Everything within sight presented a scene of desolation and decay.

"Is this a coyote?"

Squatting down, Jonathan briefly inspected the animal's skeleton and said with some uncertainty.

"But why did it decay so quickly?"

Shaking his head, Jonathan said doubtfully: "When we passed by here, we didn't smell the smell of rot."

Martha was also confused.

After a while, she stood up and looked up at the sunset on the horizon.

The afterglow of the setting sun receded, and the dim light fell, giving her a slightly cold feeling.

The next day.

Smallwell Elementary School.

Clark was about to stuff his schoolbag into his locker when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

"Hi Clark!"

Hearing Lana's voice, Clark got excited and immediately broke the lock of the cabinet.

Taking the lock he had broken off, he quickly hid it behind his back and used his body to block the lock in the cabinet so that Lana wouldn't notice anything unusual.

"Hey, Lana."

Clark greeted Lana guiltily.

"Are you okay? Clark."

Seeing something wrong with Clark's expression, Lana asked concernedly.

"I'm fine, just a little hot."

Lana nodded and continued to ask without any doubt: "I heard that Uncle Peter's farm was hit by a disaster yesterday? Is Uncle Peter okay?"

Clark didn't dare to say that the farm was destroyed by himself and Zu, so he could only deal with it vaguely, "Uh, yes, the Godfather is fine."

"That's good."

Hearing Clark say that it was okay, Lana breathed a sigh of relief.

Clark mustered up his courage and was about to say a few more words to the other party when Lana's friend came over.

"See you later, Clark."

Lana took her friend's hand and waved to Clark and left.

"See you later."

Looking at Lana's back, Clark muttered softly.

Because he failed to strike up a conversation, Clark was still in a low mood when school was over in the afternoon.

Zu didn't notice Clark's low mood, but he was in a good mood.

"Clark, let's compete to see who can run to the farm first."

"Next time."

Clark was in no mood.

"Are you scared?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Azu said provocatively: "I'm afraid that you can't run as fast as me."

"I run much faster than you."

When Clark heard Azu say that he ran slowly, he immediately became competitive, "I run faster than lightning!"

"Well, let's try!"

Clark, who was defeated by Azu's clumsy provocation, immediately stood at the same starting line as Azu.

"Ready!"

"Run!"

As Azu shouted the command "Run", the two immediately rushed forward like an arrow from a bow.

Clark, who turned his grief and anger into strength, took the lead as soon as he came up.

The two naughty kids rushed forward at a speed far beyond the human limit, forming two lightning bolts on the road.

Seeing that he was falling behind, Azu immediately gritted his teeth and tried his best to chase forward.

"I will always run faster than you!"

Azu roared and ran forward with all his strength.

"Whoosh!"

A shadow flashed in front of Clark, and then in Clark's shocked eyes, Azu left the ground with both feet and rushed directly into the sky.

Looking at Azu "flying" forward in the sky, Clark stopped, his face full of disbelief.

The next second.

"Ah!!!"

Accompanied by screams, Azu fell directly from the sky and hit the windmill on the farm.

The windmill collapsed, smoke, dust and rocks rose, making a deafening sound.