American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 105 The farm was hit by a plane?
The pilot of the passenger plane soon discovered the UFO approaching at a very fast speed.

"Damn! What is that?"

The captain was sweating profusely as he watched the aircraft radar issue a warning.

"Switch to manual drive, dammit!"

The experienced captain immediately started operating the plane at the fastest speed.

At this time, Clark, who was caught by A Zu and thrown towards the plane, grabbed A Zu's clothes and tried to break free from his control.

After a tug of war, the speed that was originally enough to crash through the plane quickly dropped.

"Oh!"

Clark's back hit the engine of the aircraft, and the solid aerospace material metal was instantly deformed by the impact.

Clark groaned in pain.

The next second, before he could react, A-Zu grabbed his clothes and threw him to the ground.

Inside the plane, the boy who first saw the two of them looked in shock at A-Zu, who was hanging in the air with a faint red light in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Padraic Farms.

Star-Lord, who was knocked unconscious by Clark, stood up from the ground and saw the devastated scene in front of him and the burning farm crops in the distance.

Seeing the crops being burned, Star-Lord immediately took action in a hurry to put out the fire.

He originally wanted to use water to put out the crops on the farm, but as the fire grew bigger, he soon realized that it was impossible for him to put out the fire.

"How to do how to do?"

With sweat on his forehead, he tried desperately to find a solution.

"No, I can't let Dad's farm be destroyed by fire. I promised to take Dad and the farm on an interstellar tour in the future. I can't let that happen."

Just when he was almost in despair, the stars on the bracelet given to him by Kelly suddenly glowed faintly.

The bracelet that emitted a faint white glow, combined with the divine power within Star-Lord's body, caused his body to change rapidly.

Feeling the heat radiating from his body, he looked down at his arms.

As he looked in astonishment, the stars on the bracelet suddenly shone brightly.

Surrounded by white light, Star-Lord's body deformed and turned into a giant white wolf in his disbelieving eyes.

Star-Lord, whose whole body was emitting a blazing white light, looked at his torn clothes and then at the bracelet on his claws. He suddenly understood why he turned into a wolf.

Aunt Kelly's Awachi tribe is also known as the "Fantasy Beast Tribe".

Dad said that the people in Aunt Kelly's tribe have the ability to transform into animals.

Could it be that because Aunt Kelly gave me the bracelet, I can also transform?

It turns out that I have a close relationship with Aunt Kelly.

At this time, Star-Lord also began to doubt whether what A-Zu said was true.

Could it be that I am really Aunt Kelly's child? !
Watching the growing fire, feeling the rolling heat, and the "crackling" sound of explosions coming from the air, Star-Lord didn't have time to think about anything else and rushed towards the burning crops as fast as he could.

"Boom!"

With a nimbleness that did not match his size, he jumped over the flames and rushed into the middle of them.

After transforming into a giant wolf, he felt much lighter.

He opened his mouth and spit out the energy stored in his body.

"Oh!"

Pure white energy instantly exploded on the ground, and the resulting airflow and shock waves spread out in all directions.

The burning flame was instantly extinguished by this strong airflow.

"call!"

He took a deep breath, looked at the crops whose flames had been extinguished, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Although the crops that were knocked down by the airflow and shock wave were a bit horrible to look at, he eventually put out the fire.

Dad will definitely praise me when he comes back.

Just as he was feeling slightly smug, he suddenly heard a "boom" sound coming from a distance.

"?!"

Confused, he looked up and saw a plane roaring past his head.

Then, as he stared in amazement, the plane landed heavily in a farmland, its belly sliding forward along the ground.

The mud along the way was turned up and splashed everywhere.

The crops in the fields were all destroyed by the planes and the air currents they created.

The deafening sound spread in all directions, and the plane rushed forward with unabated momentum, destroying a piece of intact farmland.

Star-Lord couldn't help but whimper in pain as he watched the giant monster in front of him destroy all of his father's crops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The plane made an emergency landing in a farmland and kept sliding forward under the control of the pilot. The passengers in the cabin screamed in fear.

Fortunately, the god of death did not favor this flight, and the plane finally stopped safely under the control of the captain. When the plane finally stopped, Star-Lord looked at the steaming plane in the distance in shock.

"Crack!"

The plane cabin door was opened and the frightened passengers slid down the slide.

At the Metropolitan Bar, Peter didn't know that the three idiots in his family not only demolished his house, but also built a plane to smash the farm. At this time, he was still chatting with the Martian Hunter at the bar.

Peter picked up the tequila, broke the cap off the bottle, and downed the entire bottle.

It's refreshing and hearty, with a slightly sour taste, and it goes down your stomach in one gulp.

He asked the Martian Manhunter, "What other abilities does red kryptonite have?"

"Generally speaking, it is a multifunctional type. It may also make Kryptonians evil and enhance their strength. This thing has some restraint on Kryptonians, so it is best not to let Clark come into contact with it."

Seeing Peter's strange expression, Martian Manhunter asked tentatively: "Are you trying to say that Clark has been exposed to this red kryptonite?"

"That should be the case. The prom rings sold at Smallwell School use this kind of meteorite."

Martian Hunter opened his mouth in astonishment. "You mean, that school sells these meteorites wholesale to students?"

"Yes, but this kind of red meteorite is extremely rare. I have never seen it in Smallwell before. Maybe the school got it from somewhere."

"Even though this type of meteorite is rare, there is a lot of green kryptonite in this town. I wonder how Clark grew up safely. He was able to survive healthily, which should be God's blessing."

Martian Manhunter is shocked at Clark's vitality.

"Aren't you worried about Clark?"

Martian Manhunter asked curiously, seeing that Peter didn't seem too worried about the side effects of Clark's exposure to red kryptonite.

"Even if Clark turns evil, he just wants to make money, or put the kitten on the branch so that it can't get down."

Peter said he knew Clark well.

"Or he'll have a fight with his parents and go play for the football team on his own terms."

"You seem to know him well."

"Of course, I practically watched him growing up."

"Then you don't fully know him."

Martian Manhunter shook his head, put down his glass, and asked the bartender to refill his glass.

"Clark's biggest problem is his identity."

Martian Hunter said slowly: "Jonathan has always believed that Clark's coming to Earth is meaningful. He never hoped that Clark would really hide his uniqueness for his whole life, but the fact is that he has been suppressing Clark."

"Clark has never been an ordinary human being. He has basically never lived an ordinary life. He knows that he is different, but he doesn't know what the meaning is."

Looking at Peter who was lost in thought, Martian Manhunter continued: "He doesn't have a clear self-identity. He is a person who is searching. He doesn't even know what he is looking for, but you give him meaning."

"You made him realize that maybe you two are the same kind of people, and he found meaning in you."

After a pause, he turned to Peter and said, "Do you remember that time when you held him and trained his super jumping ability? My God, he smiled so happily at that time."

"He is not only happy for having unique abilities, but he has finally found the meaning. He is a person who is different but knows his own meaning. He regards you as his goal, and because of this he is free, powerful, and happy."

Peter was silent for a few seconds and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "Yes, actually, I know that Clark is a lonely person. He is lonelier than Azu, like a ghost who is difficult to integrate into the family."

Martian Hunter nodded. "Yes, he is connected to the world through you. This feeling may be a broad love independent of human beings, but sometimes... this feeling can also be the greatest indifference."

Peter was listening to what the Martian Manhunter said when his cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was Jonathan calling him.

After talking to the other party for a few words, Peter hung up the phone with a serious expression.

"what happened?"

Martian Manhunter asked him.

"Clark had a fight with his parents, and rode his parents' motorcycle to my house, saying he would live with me from now on."

Martian Manhunter shrugged. "See, I was right."

"I'll call the farm."

Peter was about to call the farm when the news on the TV in the bar suddenly caught his attention.

"CBS reported urgently that at 14:12, a passenger plane took off from Sacramento, California, and made an emergency landing in Smallville, Kansas. A surveillance video captured the thrilling scene of the plane landing with its belly scraping the ground, sliding across the fields, and finally coming to a safe stop."

The host reported this sudden aviation accident.

"It was reported that the plane was heading towards the metropolis earlier that afternoon. When it was flying at an altitude of about 12200 meters, the aircraft engine failed and urgently sought a safe landing point. The fire department and the police department have rushed to the scene. The National Transportation Safety Board of the United States said that it will soon investigate the incident."

Peter looked at the picture on TV and was stunned.

Isn’t the place where the plane is parked your own farm?

And judging from the farm's appearance, it looked as if it had been destroyed by a bomb.

Not only was the scene in a mess, but the barn and living room were also damaged.

Peter tightened his grip on the wine glass, and his face was instantly filled with gloom.

(End of this chapter)