The Father of Superheroes

The plane shuttled among the blue sky and white clouds, looking at the endless sky, Clark's eyes were shining.

Mike looked at and smiled secretly.

This kid, look at the sky and you will see vomiting in the future.

Suddenly, the plane shook violently twice.

Mike's expression changed slightly.

Fortunately, the plane quickly stabilized.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the house was bombed, his nerves have been tense, because he suddenly realized that his child is a superman, a future superhero, and a superhero will always encounter a crisis on the way of growing up. And there is always something to sacrifice, and the most common one is parents...

There is an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Mike sighed.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the plane this time, and it arrived at the airport safely.

As soon as he got out of the airport, Clark looked around curiously, marveling at what he had never seen before.

Mike smiled, watching Clark running around him, sighing in his heart.

After the house was bombed, he understood one thing.

If something really comes to you, you can't escape wherever you hide.

Instead of hiding with Clark, it's better to face it bravely and let this child familiarize himself with these things as soon as possible. The things that this child will face in the future... are too many.

Mike returned to his senses, took Clark's hand, called for a taxi, and left quickly.

…

Evening, Kent Farm.

The father and son stood in front of the house.

"It's back again."

Mike looked at everything familiar and unfamiliar, and sighed softly.

Clark looked around curiously and said, "Is this our new home?"

Mike touched Clark's head: "Go knock on the door."

Clark trotted two steps, raised his hand to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself, and a middle-aged couple appeared in front of them.

"You are?"

The man looked at Mike.

Mike said: "Mike Kent."

The man was stunned, and hurriedly moved away from the door, and said a little embarrassedly: "I thought you were coming tomorrow, we haven't... had time to pack up."

Mike smiled at it and led Clark into the house.

In the house, although it has changed compared to before he left, it is very clean and tidy, Mike nodded secretly.

As such, the couple is doing well.

Mike pulled Clark and walked to the living room with the man. After sitting on the sofa, the woman brought coffee and juice to the two of them and sat down next to the man. From time to time, he glanced at Mike and seemed hesitant to say anything.

Mike took a sip of coffee and said slowly, "You..."

"We have found a house in town and will move as soon as possible."

The man spoke hastily, and the woman nodded.

This was Mike's house originally, it was just for them to live in temporarily. Now that Mike is back, they move out, which is only natural.

Mike smiled slightly and said, "This is not in a hurry, just clean it up within three days."

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

Clark looked at the adults curiously, but his mind had drifted to the farm outside.

He couldn't wait to meet some new friends.

The woman gently touched the man with her elbow, and the man frowned, but did not know how to speak.

For the past three years, they have been employed by Mike, and they are Mike's employees, but they live in Mike's house for free, which has made him very embarrassed...

The woman glanced at her husband, gritted her teeth, and said to Mike, "Mr. Kent, I want to ask, are you planning to manage the farm yourself when you come back this time? Or are you planning to hire someone else?"

Mike gave them a good salary, and they were familiar with the job. Mary felt that she should fight for it. It would be too difficult to find such a good job and such a generous boss.

Mike put down the cup in his hand, saw the two staring at him nervously, and pondered: "I will definitely hire someone."

Hearing this, the two became nervous.

Mike smiled at the two of them and said, "However, I don't mean to change people, you are very good."

"Great!" The man cheered, but then touched his head: "I mean thank you."

Mary, who was about to turn fifty, finally felt relieved, smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kent."

Mike waved his hand and said, "You and Bob have done very well in the past three years. I have no reason to change."

Mike has managed Tomorrow Farm for the past three years, and he is very clear about the farm's income.

The couple didn't make a fuss about it, they were an honest pair, and Mike was very satisfied with them.

Mike got up and said, "I'm a little tired, my room..."

Mary hurriedly said, "It's still your original room, we didn't live in it."

Mike nodded and pulled Clark to the room.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings inside were exactly the same as three years ago. There was no change, but there was no trace of dust. It looked like the two of them often cleaned.

Mike was more satisfied with the couple.

"Thank you."

Mike spoke to the two of them.

"No need!" Bob hurriedly said, "We live here, we should clean."

Mike smiled at the two of them and closed the door.

"Sir, you rest first, and I'll call you back at dinner."

Mary whispered against the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mike answered and thanked him.

Hearing the distant footsteps, Mike looked at Clark in the east and in the west, and said, "Clarke."

Clark turned his head and tilted his head.

"Are you going to sleep for a while?"

"I'm not sleepy at all!" Clark shook his head and asked, "Is this Dad's previous room? It's so boring."

The layout of the room is very simple, not even a play.

Mike smiled and said, "Tomorrow, I'll take you to buy something."

Clark cheered, hugged Mike's leg, and smiled up: "Dad, Dad, tell me about your past!"

Mike shook his head.

Clark squeezed slightly.

Convince people with reason.

"hiss!"

Mike took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll talk!"

"Ha ha!"

Clark smiled happily, threw off his shoes and jumped onto the bed.

Talking about the past after being reconciled by him, and seeing the little guy's adoring eyes, Mike was also very happy.

In the evening, after eating the sumptuous dinner that Mary prepared for the two of them, Clark watched TV in the living room for a while, then huddled on the sofa and fell asleep.

Mike carried him back to the room, wiped the little guy's face, and after washing himself, sat in front of the desk in the room.

During the trip to the Three Mile Knife with Logan, he consumed a lot of cards and needed to be replenished.

Card use, if not replenished in time, always makes him a little uncomfortable.

As for the quantity...

Of course the more the better!

"Realize!"

The image flashed through Mike's mind, the embodied power surged in his body, and a blank card appeared in his hand.