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

Chapter 121 Anyone who provokes war is guilty!

Padraic Farm.

Peter sat on the sofa and frowned at Star-Lord who was standing uncomfortably in front of him.

Standing next to him was a somewhat confused Zatanna.

She could never have imagined that Star-Lord would be the child of the mysterious man who saved her last night.

And looking at their appearance and temperament, the difference is quite big, isn't it? !
Are the two of them not related by blood?
Zatanna was lost in thought.

"You said you knocked down a gangster by dancing awkwardly? Star-Lord."

Peter asked, frowning.

"No, Dad, actually, it was Zatanna who put him down. I just danced to get his attention."

Star-Lord said with a seemingly sincere expression: "I did not reveal my abilities."

Peter fell silent.

He did know that in his previous life, Star-Lord from Guardians of the Galaxy once danced to death with Ronan.

But he didn't expect that in this world, Star-Lord would still "kill" a gunman with his awkward dance.
But the Ronan you embarrassed to death in your previous life was a big shot, and now you are using your ultimate move directly on a small soldier.

Isn't this a complete waste?

At least in this world, the "first kill" should be left to a BOSS of similar level to Ronan, right?
Shaking his head, he threw away the strange thoughts in his mind and said to Star-Lord, "This is too dangerous, Star-Lord, what if he is not intimidated by you and shoots you?"

"I know, Dad, I won't do that next time."

Star-Lord glanced at Peter secretly, and after confirming that he was not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that as long as Peter's brows were not frowned, it meant that his father was not very angry.

"Yeah, just need to be more careful next time."

Peter said vaguely.

He felt that he could not discourage this kid's enthusiasm. Who knows, next time he dances awkwardly, he might help him kill Darkseid who he might meet in the future.

With a light cough, he turned his gaze towards Zatanna.

"So, Zatanna, do you know why the gunmen attacked you?"

"I don't know."

Zatanna said mentally confused.

From yesterday's tentacle incident to today's supermarket gunman attack, she always felt that she was being targeted by a dangerous force.

"Perhaps. They are after the key."

She said with some annoyance: "That key is the key to my father's workshop. I have kept it all the time. I didn't expect to lose it when I was fighting those people in the supermarket today."

She was distraught at the thought that if that group of people found the key, her father's workshop might be destroyed.

"I have to go back home."

She looked up at Peter and said, "Thank you, Mr. Padraic. I have to go back now. In case those people find the key,

"You mean—the key?"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Peter took out a golden key.

Zatanna was stunned when she saw the key in Peter's hand.

"Yes, Mr. Padraic, this is the key."

As if seeing the other party's confusion, Peter took the initiative to explain to her: "John picked it up in the supermarket."

He handed the key to the other party and said, "Since it was left by your father, I think it must be very important to you."

Zatanna took the key from Peter in a daze.

Holding the key that was lost and found in her hand, she suddenly felt unreal.

"thank you, sir."

Zatanna felt a warm feeling flow through her heart and thanked Peter again.

"Your father is Gwane John Zatara, right?"

Peter said to her, "A famous and great magician."

"Yes, sir."

Facing Peter, she gradually let down her guard.

"My father is missing and I've been looking for him, which is why I'm wandering around as a stage magician, but..."

A hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes as she spoke, "My talent has never been as strong as my father's. I have always been moving forward in his footsteps, but I can feel that I am still far away from him."

As Peter listened to the other person's words, he didn't expect that this was a girl who was desperately searching for "Where is Daddy?"

And judging from the other party's tone, it seems that she doesn't know how to use real magical power yet.

"You'll catch up with your father one day."

Peter said to the other party: "It's very dangerous outside now. Those unknown forces are chasing you. For your safety, I suggest you stay here for a while."

This naughty kid Star-Lord has been pestering me to teach him magic. Now that a real magician has come, it can relieve him of a lot of burden.

Star-Lord, who was standing next to him, was suddenly filled with surprise when he heard that Peter wanted Zatanna to stay.

Doesn't that mean I can learn magic every day?
Zatanna hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed with Peter.

"Thank you, sir, I hope this doesn't cause you any trouble."

"Sir, are you an alien?"

After dinner, Zatanna saw Peter preparing to go upstairs and asked him expectantly and nervously.

"alien?"

Peter stopped and turned to look at him, "Why do you ask?"

"I think only aliens can have such incredible abilities as yours."

Zatanna thought for a moment and said, "If you are really an alien, can you help me find my father?" "Sorry, Zatanna, I can't help you. As an alien, I don't have any telepathic abilities except kidnapping people and fighting a little."

"Uh"

Zatanna quickly realized that Peter was joking with her.

"Okay, Mr. Padraic, are you going to kidnap me?"

Zatanna pretended nothing happened and talked to Peter.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Peter shrugged his shoulders. "After all, a girl who can do magic is always full of magic."

Glancing at the clock on the wall, he said to Zatanna, "It's getting late. Go to bed early."

"Good night."

Watching Peter's leaving back, Zatanna let out a breath and looked at the night outside the window.

Although the other person is hiding a secret, it doesn't seem to make you feel insecure.

After going upstairs and entering the room Peter had arranged for her, Zatanna sat on the bed and took out the rabbit doll from her backpack.

"Well, Burks, we've had an incredible day today."

She touched the ears of the bunny doll and looked around the room.

There was a pleasant grassy smell in the room, which should be the smell coming from the plants outside.

There was a crystal ball on the table, exactly the same as the one he saw in the supermarket today.

Looking down at the magic castle in the crystal ball, she suddenly felt like she had gone back in time.

Shaking her head, she pushed the thought out of her mind and placed Burkes on the table.

"I have to keep trying to practice my irony so that I can protect myself next time when I face those people."

Zatanna picked up the crystal ball on the table and closed her eyes.

Holding the crystal ball, she took a deep breath as she took in the image of the magic castle filled with snowflakes inside.

Dad said that the secret of magic is not in saying the word dryly, but in how you really feel it in your heart.

"Snowing!"

As she recited the irony, the crystal ball shone with a warm light that illuminated her face.

She could feel the true emotion contained in this word.

Opening her eyes, Zatanna looked at the snowflakes floating from the ceiling in shock.

"I really did it. I can call the wind and snow!"

She stretched out her hand excitedly and touched the falling snowflakes.

This was the first time she created magic on her own without her father's guidance.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew, and the snowflakes were blown out of the door.

On the other side, Peter was sorting out the information Chandler sent him in the room when he suddenly felt a chill.

He walked to the window and found a few snowflakes floating on it.

"Snowing?!"

Shocked, he opened the window and looked outside.

How can it snow in the middle of summer?
Looking in the direction where the snowflakes were coming from, he found that they were coming from Zatanna's room.

"Well, now the house has an extra air conditioner."

The next day, early in the morning.

At breakfast, Zatanna sat at the dining table, feeling the strange atmosphere of the family.

She always felt that the relationship between these three naughty kids was a little subtle.

As a parent, Peter seemed to have great authority, and could often suppress a quarrel between Zu and Star-Lord with just a glare.

"What's wrong, Azu, are you feeling hungry?"

Peter asked Zu when he saw that he didn't seem to be eating much.

A-Zu suddenly looked worried.

He wanted to say that his father's cooking had ruined his appetite, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only hold back his expression and say, "No."

"dad."

Star-Lord suddenly said seriously: "I think A-Zu might be sick."

"What disease?"

Peter didn't know what this naughty kid was up to.

"I saw on TV today, depression, manic depression, bipolar disorder, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, anxiety, oppositional defiant disorder, borderline personality disorder, these descriptions are very similar to Zu."

Peter narrowed his eyes as he looked at the naughty kid who took the initiative to provoke a war. "What is oppositional resistance disorder?"

"It's a sign of someone who doesn't get along well with authority, doesn't like to be told what to do, is angry, resentful, argumentative, generally in some kind of trouble, and often does things contrary to what they are told, simply because that's their nature."

Before Star-Lord could finish his words, Zu's eyes turned towards him.

Zatanna, who was eating nearby, even had an illusion: Zu's eyes were converging into an intense, concentrated laser beam, examining Star-Lord, as if to tear him into pieces and then inspect the wreckage.

Ah Zu puffed up his cheeks and took a deep breath, "Dad, I don't have oppositional defiant disorder. I'm a good kid, and it's not my fault that I'm surrounded by idiots and fools half the time. I just do things my way, and that's what an independent man should do, right?"

Clark next to him scratched his head. Is the idiot talking about me?

Peter: "You two, get out!"

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(End of this chapter)