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

Chapter 122: Bloody Incident Caused by Asking for Directions

Star-Lord and A-Zu, who were driven out by Peter, stood outside the house, staring at each other in dissatisfaction.

Although A-Zu felt that arguing with a little brat would somewhat damage his image in front of his father.

But now he was kicked out by his father because of this guy. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he feels he will not be able to sleep at night!
"Star-Lord, I'm going to find a way to punish you and break you like a stick."

Star-Lord turned his head and snorted, not wanting to be outdone, he said: "I will also find a chance to punish you!"

"You will never succeed, Star-Lord. You will always be on the side of the scrappy underdog."

"Even the weak with strong fighting spirit will always win in the end." Star-Lord counterattacked.

Ah Zu stared at him, his mouth twisted in disdain, "That's something that only happens in movies."

He stepped forward and continued, "The weak will always take advantage of the situation in the final game, and the victim the murderer wants to kill will always succeed in getting out alive."

"But this is not a movie, this is reality. In real life, only powerful monsters will gain the fruits of victory in the end!"

Looking at the puffed-up Star-Lord, A-Zu became more and more excited: "And I am the monster in your heart!"

"I am Star-Lord, Commander-in-Chief of the White Wolf. I am the man who will conquer the galaxy in the future. I will not be afraid of any monsters."

Star-Lord finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to fight back in a firm tone.

"You won't conquer the galaxy. You won't even conquer this farm, this town."

A Zu folded his hands in front of his chest, and said with an increasingly arrogant expression: "Do you know where your final destination is? It is the Awachi tribe."

"You should go to Awachi and be an Indian."

He brought up Star-Lord's identity again, "No matter what, this farm doesn't belong to you."

"John, Star-Lord."

Azu wanted to say something else, but when he heard Peter's shout, he stopped talking to Star-Lord.

After adjusting his breathing, Zu's face, which was originally full of clouds, instantly returned to normal, and he replied to Peter: "Dad, I'll be there right away."

Looking at Azu's miraculous facial expression changes, Star-Lord was stunned for two seconds.

"My destination is not the Awachi tribe, but the Milky Way."

Muttering to himself, he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

After breakfast, Zu and Clark walked to school together.

On the school bus, Clark greeted Lana, "Hey, Lana."

As Clark spent more time with Lana, his nervousness eased a lot.

At least I won’t fall down easily like before.

"Hey Clark, good morning."

Lana greeted him and asked, "Are there any guests at Mr. Padrick's house?"

Just now when the school bus passed by the farm, she saw a beautiful girl appear on the farm.

"Yes, a special guest."

Clark didn't know how to explain Zatanna's identity, so he could only speak vaguely.

"She is very pretty."

Lana said with some jealousy.

Although she didn't understand why she felt depressed.

Clark touched his nose, not knowing how to respond to Lana's words, so he could only look at A Zu for help, but the other party looked out the car window, pretending to look at the scenery.

Half an hour later, a frustrated Clark and A-Zu got out of the car.

Clark now wished he could take a sip of orange soda, so that the chemical-laden juice could moisten the dry bed of his tongue.

But in the store outside the school, there was a Miele vending machine with only one kind of expensive Mountain Dew soda in it.

His pocket money wasn't enough to buy Mountain Dew soda.

"Are you depressed because Lana quit cheerleading?"

Azu asked Clark.

"No, I just think Lana is more interested in the Godfather Farm than I am."

Clark said a little depressed: "I feel like there's always something between us."

Ah Zu didn't quite understand this, and after thinking for a while he said, "Maybe it's because you put on the ruby ​​ring last time and acted like a jerk, so she thought you really were a jerk."

Azu's words made Clark even more depressed.

He knew that no matter how he explained, Lana would not believe it.

Clark was so lost in thought that he didn't notice a car driving into the parking lot.

As soon as he looked up, he came face to face with a plain-looking, skinny man wearing a neat black suit.

At the same time, another sturdier man also walked towards them.

"Good morning."

The skinny man greeted Clark.

"We're from the FBI."

The other party took out his ID and said, "I'm Agent Michael Adams, this is Agent Frank Gallo, we want to ask you a few questions."

"Okay, just ask."

Clark racked his brains, wondering if his super powers had been leaked, which attracted the FBI?

Just like old Horry last time, he also claimed to be a member of the FBI
Clark's heart was beating like a frightened antelope. He could even hear the blood rushing through his veins and the pulse in his neck beating like a drum.

Are they here to arrest him?

I wonder how many cigarettes I am worth in prison?

Will he be able to get along well with those dishevelled prisoners in the cell wearing orange jumpsuits?

Clark was lost in thought when A-Zu came up to him.

"What's up?" he asked the two agents. The two agents looked him up and down. "We're looking for someone."

The tall and strong man said, showing a photo.

Clark's throat suddenly tightened.

Although he was happy that the person the other party was looking for was not him, the person in the photo was clearly Zatanna.

The background is a party, with red Christmas lights, unbridled laughter, long black hair and exquisite appearance. It is undoubtedly Zatanna.

A-Zu also saw the photo.

"Do you know this man?" the man holding the photo asked Clark.

"No, I don't know him."

Clark said nervously.

But his guilty behavior soon aroused the other party's suspicion.

"really?"

"No, sir, I never saw her."

Clark felt a little annoyed.

His behavior just now must have made the other party suspicious.

"Are you really from the FBI?"

A-Zu asked, staring at the two suspiciously.

"Any questions?"

The two men turned their gaze towards A-Zu, not knowing what he meant.

A Zu spread his hands indifferently, "Oh, I'm just curious, nothing more."

"Have you seen her?"

A-Zu shook his head, "Well, no, I've met a lot of people, but I haven't met this guy."

The tall and strong man held the photo upright so that Clark next to him could see it clearly.

"And you, child, have you really never seen this man?"

Seeing the other party's aggressive tone, A Zu looked annoyed and asked in a rough voice: "Excuse me, who are you? Can you let me see your ID?"

The tall and strong man rolled his eyes, and the other man said nothing but showed his ID.

The tall and muscular man who rolled his eyes was furious, but he followed suit and pulled out his ID.

A-Zu nodded, "Sorry, I have never seen this person. Excuse me, gentlemen."

The tall and strong man raised his face proudly, cracking his knuckles. He took a step forward and said threateningly: "Look at it again, and think about it carefully--"

"Frank," the thin man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the man's chest, "Let's not disturb these two children. They don't know anything. Thank you."

After expressing their thanks, the two turned and walked towards a black Sila sedan parked not far from the school gate.

Staring at the backs of the two people, A-Zu narrowed his eyes.

"Who are they?"

Clark asked confused.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not from the FBI."

"why?"

"Dad said that when people lie, they will blink unconsciously, or look up or to the right to mobilize the part of the brain responsible for creative thinking. Pupil contraction and eyelid trembling are all panic reactions."

A-Zu said with a serious expression: "I can clearly perceive that most humans will have head twitches or sudden eye movements when they lie, and lying is an instinctive reaction of fear."

Hearing this, Clark nodded, thinking about it.

Why have I never seen the characteristics that A-Zu just described when he was lying?

On the other side, the two men who left Clark and A-Zu were driving with sinister expressions.

"They all lied, for sure. The blond kid was a bit smarter. I almost fell for his trick, but he tried to cover it up, which made it even more obvious. The black-haired kid, on the other hand, couldn't even fool a three-year-old with his lies."

Just as the two were complaining about Clark and Zu's clumsy lies, they suddenly saw a red light rushing towards them.

"Fuck!"

The red laser instantly shot at the car's left front tire from the blind spot.

There was almost no obstruction, and with a dull "bang" sound, the tire exploded directly!

The thin man who was driving the car slammed on the brakes the moment the car lost control.

"Damn it!"

With the piercing sound of brakes, the car skidded toward the side of the road.

The black brake marks on the road extend out along with the car.

"Boom!"

Finally, the car broke through the road barrier and fell directly into the deep ditch on the side of the road.

The car rolled over, making a heavy impact with the ground, and finally fell headfirst into the bottom of the ditch.

half an hour.

A painful groan was heard from inside the car.

The tall and strong man covered his forehead with his hands and raised his head with blood all over his face.

He smelled a pungent smell of gasoline coming from the car, and while unbuckling his seat belt, he glanced toward the top of the slope through the car window.

I accidentally saw the blond boy who asked for directions before, staring at me with red eyes.

next second.

There was a "bang" sound!
The car exploded violently, quickly engulfing his consciousness.

(End of this chapter)