The Father of Superheroes

Chapter 6: ?I Don’T Smoke

“Ha ha!”

Kutcher laughed in a low voice, looked at Mike as he approached, and said with difficulty, “I wanted you to inherit my position…”

“I am not interested.”

“Any cigarettes?”

“I don’t smoke.”

Kuqi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: “Haha…”

“I have it in my pocket.”

Mike was silent for a while, and Kutcher looked at Mike stubbornly, his eyes gradually becoming pleading.

Suddenly, Mike raised his gun, and in Kutcher’s stunned eyes, a shot exploded his head.

“I said, I don’t smoke.”

Mike said lightly, put away the gun, turned around and walked towards the gun he just threw away, just bent down…

“boom!”

In a loud explosion, Kutcher’s body was blown to pieces, and blood and stumps flew in the corridor, like the dirt splashed on the wall by a lunatic.

Hearing the movement, Rui Wen who was outside the door walked to the door and carefully stuck her head out.

“Snapped!”

Putting a hand on her face, she said, “Don’t look at it, it’s dirty.”

Ruiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like Mike won.

Reaching out and pulling out Mike’s hand, he said, “I haven’t seen anything…”

Looking up, his face turned pale, and he turned to Mike and said, “You are so kind.”

“I’m already the father of the child.”

Ruiwen was choked.

At this moment, Mike lowered his body slightly and whispered something in his ear.

Ruiwen looked at Mike pitifully and pointed to her bleeding shoulder: “I’m so pitiful, can’t I wait for my injury to heal?”

Mike smiled slightly: “Perhaps, you can wait for me to tell S.H.I.E.L.D., FBI or something about you.”

Don’t think he doesn’t know, Ruiwen’s body is much more resilient than ordinary people, and there is also tissue healing fluid.

Ruiwen snorted softly, turned around and left, but after two steps, her face changed to Mike’s again.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, he is really clear.

Coming near the car that was hidden in advance, Mike drove away.

Assassin League headquarters.

When Sloan received Mike’s call, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help raising his eyebrows and he hung up the phone.

He slowly got up, looked at the killers disguised as workers outside, and laughed in a low voice.

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Sloan’s laughter echoed in the empty office.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, the joy on Sloan’s face disappeared, and he walked out of the office with the heavy and sadness on his face.

On the other hand, Raven, who transformed into Mike, bought a plane ticket in Mike’s image and left New York after treating his wound.

As for Mike, after returning to the Kent farm, he handed over the Kent farm to the person who had contacted in advance, and immediately left the farm with Clark, took the luggage that had been prepared earlier, and left all the way north.

…

Three years later, in the northern United States, on the edge of a small town on Lake Superior, Mike’s Good Tomorrow Farm.

Mike looked at the endless cornfield and showed a simple smile.

Another good harvest this year.

“Dad! Look!”

The three-year-old smiled and ran to Mike.

His black hair was slightly curly, and his blue eyes were as pure and flawless as the sky.

Clark Kent, son of Mike.

Clark put his hand in front of Mike as if offering a treasure.

Mike squatted down, rubbed Clark’s head with a smile, and said, “What is this?”

Clark sniffed and said, “It’s my friends, Little Green, Little White, and Little Red.”

Mike had a bad feeling in his heart.

Clark said the same last time, but he threw a one-meter-long snake and introduced it to Mike.

“Let me see?”

Mike said nervously.

Clark stepped back and said vigilantly, “You won’t throw away my friend again!”

Mike said gently: “No.”

Clark thought for a while and opened his hand.

Three bugs of different colors were trying to move their furry body in Clark’s palm.

Mike’s face changed, he grabbed Clark’s hand, shook it hard, and the three bugs fell to the ground, then hugged Clark, got up and left.

The magic weapon of parents is ruthless.

Clark was stunned for a moment, and cried out with a ‘wow’.

“Dad lied to me! Daddy lied to me!”

“Those bugs are poisonous.”

“Don’t, Dad lied to me!”

“Insects will bite your fingers!”

“I’m not afraid!”

“I’ll make braised pork for you at noon today.”

“Woooo, I want to eat two bowls, woohoo!”

Parents’ magic weapon’s food offensive, successful!

…

Mike’s house.

After making lunch for Clark, Mike watched the little guy eat happily, smiled slightly, and read the sound system silently.

The system interface appears in my mind.

Host: Mike Kent.

Ability: Memory fantasy materializes.

Current Ability Level: LV1.

Current upgrade progress: 50%.

Yes, read that right, the upgrade progress has reached 50%!

He found a way to upgrade his abilities.

Since the system is called the super dad system, it is naturally related to children.

When Clark grows, or completes an achievement, Mike’s level-up bar recharges and Mike’s power grows.

Even though he has only grown by 30%, the embodied energy in his body is several times more than before!

To his helplessness, he can only materialize props and equipment now.

Below Mike’s profile, UU reading www.uukanshu. com belongs to Clark’s forum…

Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).

August 8, 1982: Clark learned to roll over.

October 1, 1982: Clark learned to sit.

November 29, 1982: Clark learned to crawl.

1982…

The pages that were originally empty were filled with words, all of which were Clark’s growth records.

Thinking of the bitter history of these three years, Mike was in tears.

Luckily he didn’t lead Clark astray.

Although Clark is only three years old, the power of the Kryptonian has been initially revealed, and Mike has been teaching Clark to control his own power, and repeatedly told him not to show his difference in front of outsiders.

The world looks bright and bright, but the hidden darkness is unimaginable.

Mutants who are dissected and studied, tramps used for experiments…

Thinking of what he saw in his previous assassin career, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

Mike couldn’t imagine what would happen if various research institutes found Clark’s different.

Clark is a good boy and very smart. In his contact with other children, he has recognized his difference from other children, so he listens to Mike’s words and never shows his difference in front of others, which also makes Mike feel at ease. Not a lot.

Although occasionally willful, but only facing Mike.

Mike’s solution is simple.

Braised pork.

There’s nothing unhappy that a meal of braised pork can’t fix, and if there’s any… add a plate of shredded apples and a donut.

In three years, Mike has learned a lot of dishes, and he is more than enough to deal with Clark.