The Father of Superheroes

Mike's house, kitchen.

Clark was happy to eat with a plate of braised pork. Seeing Mike looking at him with a smile, he hesitated, found the smallest piece of meat from the bowl, and brought it to Mike's mouth with a fork.

Mike shook his head, the chopsticks in his hand moved up and down, and said with a wicked smile, "I'll take a piece myself."

Clark pushed the meat in front of Mike and watched Mike pick up the largest piece of meat. His small mouth full of oily stains slowly grew. When Mike was about to feed it into his own mouth, he swallowed and said, "Dad, Okay, is it delicious?"

"I haven't eaten yet!"

"I'll try it for you!"

"You are for me!"

Mike looked like he was thinking, then made a face at Clark and said, "No way!"

When the words fell, he shoved the meat directly into his mouth, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Wow, delicious!"

Clark grimaced, feeling as if he was wrong.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Clark's expression, Mike laughed happily.

Clark bared his teeth fiercely at Mike, but stuffed the meat from the fork into Mike's mouth, and then smiled at Mike.

Mike was stunned for a moment and touched Clark's head, feeling a little warm in his heart.

This child is not raised in vain.

"You eat slowly, Dad goes to wash the dishes."

Mike got up, packed up the dishes and walked to the kitchen, but when he reached the door, he turned to Clark and said, "Don't just eat meat!"

Clark smiled and put a piece of broccoli in his mouth in front of Mike, but when Mike turned around, he quietly spit it into the trash can beside him.

"Clark, it's not right to waste food."

Clark looked at Mike, his eyes widening.

Does his father have eyes behind his head? Obviously he didn't turn his head, how do you know he didn't eat?

"Oh, I see!"

Clark answered loudly, but stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth again, and then with a cautious face, he stuffed the vegetable enemy into his mouth, stuffing his small mouth bulging, chewing it twice, and swallowing. go down.

Soon, after Clark finished his lunch, he jumped off his chair with his plate and bowl and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, Mike finished cleaning up the kitchen, picked up Clark who was helping by the side, and walked upstairs.

When he went upstairs, Clark, who had a habit of taking naps, was already nodding his head.

Put Clark on the bed and said, "Dad go out, don't run around when you wake up."

"Oh! Daddy will be back soon."

Clark said in a daze, and closed his eyes.

After Mike covered Clark with a blanket, he turned and left the room.

After dinner, Clark usually sleeps for an hour, and he wants to take advantage of this time to prepare a surprise for Clark.

Tomorrow, Clark is going to school.

He's going to buy something for kindergarten.

Locking the door, Mike drove to the town.

School bag, paintbrush, eraser...

He has already thought about what to buy.

Leaving Clark at home alone, he was still a little worried.

"It only takes forty minutes to go back and forth. Clark will sleep for about an hour, and there will be no accidental killing of a thief or something like that..."

Whispering in a low voice, Mike's speed accelerated a lot.

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Clark's room.

After hearing the sound of Mike's car, Clark, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes, rolled happily twice on the bed, got up from the bed, dragged a pile of toys from under his bed, and played by himself. stand up.

Sometimes he didn't want to sleep, so he would pretend to be asleep like the people on the TV, and then after Mike left, he would play quietly in the room by himself.

"I am the messenger of justice! Let the Red Skull die!"

Clark whispered with a toy in his left hand and a Captain America toy in the other, and the two collided in mid-air.

Clark couldn't help but get excited when he remembered the story his father told him.

Then…

Click!

The Captain America in his hand should not be broken into pieces by that little hand.

Clark froze for a moment, his eyes red.

This is one of his favorite toys.

"Woooo!"

Clark sobbed softly, wiped his tears, cleaned up the fragments of Captain America's toy, looked at the Red Skull toy on the ground, pouted, stretched out his fingers and poked lightly, saying, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. Blame you! Captain America was accidentally pinched to death by me!"

Throwing away the Red Skull toy, Clark came to the window, wanting to see if Dad came back, but his eyes suddenly widened...

He saw a naked man running wildly from a distance, then rushed into the warehouse of his house.

Blinking his eyes, Clark thought for a moment and exclaimed, "This is the perverted thief that Dad told me about!?"

Thief!

Be a good person with a sense of justice!

Protect your home and family!

Thinking of Captain America who was crushed by himself, thinking of the truth that his father told him, Clark's little head came to a conclusion.

Thieves are bad people, and bad people are going to be knocked down!

He took a deep breath, walked to the edge, stretched out his hand and raised his bed, and after boosting his confidence, he clenched his fists to cheer himself up, opened the door with a straight face, and rushed downstairs.

After trotting all the way to the door of the warehouse, Clark took a deep breath, carefully pushed open the door and walked in. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

He must catch the thief and not let the other party run away!

As soon as he entered the warehouse, his keen sense of hearing caught the thief's breathing.

He turned his head, picked up a rake and dangled it in his hand. After finding that it was too light to fit in his hand, he threw it away, picked up a hammer that was taller than him, and strode over.

"I found you! Damn thief!"

With Clark's cry, he suddenly appeared in front of the thief.

I saw the thief crouching behind the wooden wall where the tools were stacked in the warehouse, as if in pain, his body was shaking slightly, and he was sweating profusely.

Logan was startled when he heard the cry, but after looking up at Clark who was dragging a huge hammer and standing in front of him with a straight face, he couldn't help but smile.

Such a lovely child.

Looking at the other party's smile, Clark was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Are you laughing at me? Perverted thief!"

With that said, Clark swung the hammer in his hand and smashed it at Logan.

Logan was stunned.

This kid has a lot of strength, he can swing such a big hammer.

But, after all, it is a child.

Logan smiled faintly, raised his hand, and grabbed the falling hammer.

Even if he's in a bad state now and hasn't gotten used to the Edman alloy he just injected into his body, but to deal with this kid, it's still...

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the moment Logan grabbed the hammer, he screamed badly in his heart. He didn't have time to react, so he stared at his round eyes and was hammered out by a hammer.

"boom!"

He hung like a painting on the wall.

Logan looked at Clark in shock, and couldn't help but complain: "Fake! This is a monster in a child's coat!"