The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 9: Home ......BOOM! (1/2)

The two people just met today, even if they think the other person is nice and they are very close to each other, some words still cant be said.

For a while, the restaurant fell into silence.

Clark looked at the two curiously, took a small sip of his juice and said, Dad, which room is Uncle Logan sleeping in tonight?

Hell be leaving in a little while.

Mike turned his head to look at Logan and smiled, Right, Logan?

Logans eyes dimmed, then he laughed straight up, scratched Clarks nose, and said, Yeah, Ive got things to do, lots of things!

Looking at Logan, Mike sighed inwardly.

Logan was a nice guy, and it was nice to be friends, but he was in so much trouble right now.

Through the incident of Logans loo run, Mike guessed that Logan should have just been injected with Edelman alloy now, escaped from Strykers base and was now being hunted by Strykers people.

If there was no Clark, he wouldnt mind making Logan a friend, running with the other side and helping to solve Stryker.

But now, he is first and foremost a father and has to take responsibility for Clark.

An hour later, Logan stood outside the door and said goodbye to both Mike father and son.

Logan looked at the father and son in front of the two, the cold heart because of the two warmed a lot.

If it wasnt for Mike, he would still be hungry and bare PG right now.

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He understands that he is now in trouble, but also understands that he will stay here to bring trouble to this pair of father and son, that can ask for more, and moreover, he is not qualified, the other party is not able to provide him with more help.

Thinking of this, Logan could not help but say gratefully, Man, thank you.

Mike nodded, patted Logans shoulder, and said, Take care, Logan! When you solve the trouble, you can come as a guest anytime!

Logan grinned, nodded, bent down and pinched Clarks face, and said, Little man, see you later.

Clark waved his hand good-naturedly and said, Bye Uncle Logan.

Logan smiled and turned to leave.

One step, two steps

Logan walked slowly into the darkness like a lone wolf.

Daddy, Uncle Logan looks lonely, what is it? Dad!

Clark lifted his head.

Mike said quietly, Lonely.

Ah, thats what I was going to say.

What do you know, little kid? Mike picked Clark up and laughed, Come on, its time for you to go to bed.

But the next second, his eyes changed slightly, and without hesitation, he rolled backwards with Clark in his arms.

Bang!

A bullet passed through the place where he had just stood, leaving a mud splattering crater on the ground.

Boom, boom!

Mikes heart mobilized violently as Assassin Time opened!

Mike held Clark rushed down the house not far behind him, while a bullet fell like a shadow behind Mike, leaving a crater.

Mikes heart was cold, and the killing intent was boiling in his heart.

The bullets just fired by the other side were actually aimed at Clark!

This damned bastard!

Mike dodged the attack while looking back at the direction the bullet came from, looking for the other sides position.

I found him!

It was him!

Mike, somewhat surprised, lunged forward with Clark in his arms, lunged into the room, stomped down on the door with his foot, rolled on the floor with Clark in his arms, and hid behind the wall.

Poof, poof!

In a series of soft sounds, a hole appeared in the door.

Mike bent over, Clark was crying to the living room, and hid behind the wall in the dead centre of the shooting.

Dad.

Clark called softly, his blue eyes full of confusion, but not fears.

Mike hugged Clark and in  a tone as gentle as possible, said: Dont be afraid.

Yeah!

Clark nodded and pressed his head against Marks chest.