The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Louis walked out of the office, footsteps, turned to look at Clark behind her, through a little sharp brow gently frowned and said: “Clark, I call you so, is it okay?”

Clark nodded.

“Then may I ask, why have you been looking at me since you entered the office?”

Louis asked calmly.

Clark’s gaze was not malicious, only a trace of inquiry and curiosity, which aroused her curiosity.

Clark rubbed his head with an apologetic look, “That name, a person I’ve met before was called that name, so …… sorry.”

Louis smiled faintly and said, “It looks like I’m not the person you remember.”

“No.”

Clark shook his head.

This, he was quite sure.

As for the Loius in his memory, he hadn’t seen her since that day.

As for how you feel about the other party……

If he insists on saying, he can only be grateful, grateful to the other party for giving him a perfect curtain call to his high school life.

“Okay then, tomorrow at the airport, see you at eight o’clock sharp.”

Louis said faintly, turned towards her seat, suddenly turned back to Clark and said, “Don’t pull anything for the interview.”

Clark looked at the other man’s back and pushed his glasses.

His predecessor looks very neat and looks like a strong woman in the workplace. I hope it will not be too difficult to get along with.

Shaking his head, Clark went back to his desk and began to get busy.

……

In Mike’s house, his bedroom.

There is a computer in Mike’s bedroom. In addition to watching news and playing games, this computer has one of the biggest uses recently-fighting!

Fight of words.

Mike began to do so only recently this time.

It started when Clark suddenly brought up relevant news about what was going on in the internet, and then Mike checked out……

Holy shit, some people are going too far.

Not only do they dislike Magneto and Professor X, but they also talk badly about their family by association.

Anyway, idle, Mike began to fight back.

Another forum.

Mike stretched his fingers with both hands and shook hands together, making a popping sound.

Then, pressing his hands on the keyboard, his eyes condensed, and his fingers started to move.

It was as if there were countless hands enveloping the keyboard, only a continuous tapping sound, as if pressed to accelerate the gatling machine gun……

A few minutes later, Mike nodded in satisfaction.

All the unpleasant words on the forum were drowned out by him.

As for the enemies’ counterattack……

Under his terrifying speed, it was simply unbearable.

“Heh, scum!”

Mike said indifferently, closed this forum, and continued to attack the next one.

An hour later, Mike stretched with satisfaction, stood up and walked downstairs.

The X-Men have been quite active lately.

In addition to ordinary criminals, but also dealt with several crimes involving super-powered forces, in addition to the Brotherhood led by Eric, to a collision.

The battle is …… very intense!

But in addition to that secret research institution, using mutants for experiments was exposed, the research base was directly destroyed, the casualties on both sides, perfectly kept at zero.

And that research facility, in addition to being destroyed by Eric, because of the exposure of the matter, but also need to face the X Institute’s reproach.

In the end, the X Academy also used this as a reason to win a wave of sympathy for the mutants and win a lot of support.

But in fact, this research institution, or Charles found out, and Eric after discussion, only after a compelling battle.

Speaking of battles……

Mike mused.

It had been some time since they had found the Kryptonian ship, but the Kryptonians hadn’t shown up.

Was it that, as Joe-Al had said, there were no other survivors left on Krypton? Or had Zod and the others not escaped from the black hole? Or were they on their way here because it was a long way away? Or maybe there had been an accident on the way here?

Mike did not know the exact reason, but hoped that it was the first.

It’s useless to think too much, it’s just that the water comes to cover it up, and when they come, it’s nothing more than a battle.

“Well? Why are you back so early today?”

Mike had just come downstairs not much later, and was planning to go outside to look at the supermarket when Clark pushed open the door just in time.

Clark nodded and said, “Dad, are you going out?”

“Grocery shopping.”

Mike put on his coat and changed his shoes, saying, “When Gwen gets back, I have something to discuss with you guys.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Clark buttoned up his shirt again.

“Let’s go, then.”

Mike and Clark left the house and walked toward the supermarket not far from the house.

Father and son walked side by side as the white mist that continued to rise with their breath drifted before their eyes.

“Dad, I’m going on a business trip tomorrow.”

“Business trip?”

Mike was a little surprised and said, “You’ve only been on the job for such a short time and you’ve got an out-of-town job?”

“Hmm.” Clark had a smile on his face, “Go to Monaco.”

“Monaco?” Mike cupped his chin, a puzzled look flashed across his face: “Where do I think I’ve heard that recently?”

“Tony Stark, he’s going there to compete in a racing event and promote the Stark Expo on the side.”

“So, you guys are going for him?” Mike muttered and said, “Should I get Tony here and you do an interview with him?”

“No need.” Clark laughed, “I’m only a trainee reporter, I still have a lot to learn.”

Mike nodded and suddenly whispered, “Your identity hasn’t been discovered, has it?”

Three days ago, Clark encountered a fire on his way to work, because of the urgency of the matter, there are still many people in the building on fire relationship, he had to change into a battle suit to rescue people, but also was photographed in the newspaper, on the headlines of the day.

Clark pushed his glasses and said, “No, the advice Dad gave was effective.”

“That’s good.” Mike nodded, looked at the supermarket not far away and said, “What do you want to eat tonight?”

“Anything.”

Meanwhile, in the supermarket ……

Gwen was shopping for snacks with Luke and Parker.

The money earned some time ago, Gwen mostly saved up, and now and then buy some snacks to satisfy themselves.

“Peter, so your home is nearby ah!”

Gwen put snacks into the supermarket cart while striking up a conversation with Peter.

Peter laughed nervously and said, “I didn’t expect it either, we are quite close.”

“Eight blocks away, still call it close?”

Luke looked at the two speechlessly and said, “Are you guys having an awkward conversation?”

Peter blushed and said, “It’s only a ten-minute walk.”

“Right!”

Gwen counted three bars and put them in the cart, and said to Luke, who was pushing the cart, “Come on, follow me, let’s go over there and buy a little less of the same.”

More, her backpack cannot fit.