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Chapter 125 Evil Star-Lord

"You think this is justice, John?"

Peter crossed his arms over his chest, frowned and said to him, "You are wrong about one very important thing, John. I never told you to be a so-called righteous person."

"Dad, dad?"

Azu looked up at Peter.

He thought that he would be beaten up by his father for saying that.

"Dad just hopes that you don't become a god."

Peter looked at the somewhat uneasy Azu and said, "Do you know what the most important characteristic of God is? John."

A-Zu shook his head in confusion.

"The most important characteristic of gods is that they ignore the laws and rules of the human world, because these things cannot restrain them, so they can do whatever they want."

“John, will you become a god?”

In response to Peter's question, Zu shook his head and said, "No, Dad, I will not become a god."

"is it?"

Peter paused and continued, "Then imagine a situation like this. When you want to do something righteous and save humanity, but you accidentally fail and hurt innocent people, people blame you. What would you think? When you are driving and someone cuts you off, and the other person gives you a finger and drives away, what would you do?"

A-Zu thought about it and felt that this question was difficult to answer, and he didn't have a definite answer.

"Let me tell you, John, when faced with the accusations of the crowd, you will feel that these flies are simply ungrateful and even want to kill them. When faced with a guy who cuts off your car, you will fly up to fix him or even kill him."

Peter looked at him seriously. "You think so because you have no restrictions. You can do whatever you want. You can be a good person or a bad person. It all depends on your thoughts. You can even be a good person most of the time, and when you get bored, you can become a bad person for some fun."

"No, Dad, I won't be that person."

Azu said firmly.

"Do you think I'm talking about you? No, this is what ordinary people do when they get super powers."

Peter looked over at Clark who was eavesdropping in the distance but pretending to be doing farm work.

"You think you are doing the right thing, John, but it doesn't matter because you can define justice for yourself, because ordinary human definitions don't apply to you."

Peter put his hand on Zu's shoulder and said earnestly, "Do you think Dad is angry because you killed two gangsters? No, Dad will not be angry about this."

Peter shook his head and said, "Dad only hopes that you can understand one thing: don't become a god, but become a man."

When Zu heard this, he nodded vigorously, "Dad, I understand that gods have no scruples about placing themselves above humans and using their abilities at will."

Peter patted his shoulder with satisfaction. "Yes, John. What makes humans different from Gods is that they will only use their abilities for a certain belief, whether it is law, morality, or a sense of responsibility."

"Dad, I'm not a god, I'm a human. I use my abilities to protect my family and you."

Hearing this, A-Zu spoke with an unusually firm tone, his eyes sparkling, "Dad, those two fake FBI members will harm you, so I did that."

"Yeah, I know, so Daddy won't punish you. But next time, remember to investigate thoroughly, don't hurt innocent people, and remember not to be discovered, because that will cause unnecessary trouble."

As he said this, Peter ruffled A-Zu's hair with satisfaction.

A-Zu nodded heavily, feeling extremely excited about his father's understanding.

When my father said that we must investigate thoroughly, he meant that we must not let any fish slip through the net; we must not be discovered by anyone, that is to say, we must kill people and destroy bodies without leaving any traces!

With his head spinning wildly, A-Zu quickly "understood" the meaning of Peter's words.

Peter had no idea of ​​Zu's strange train of thought at this time, and had completely gone astray.

After educating the other person, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not angry at the naughty boy A-Zu for killing the two gang members. After all, A-Zu's original intention was to protect himself.

However, I cannot over-encourage his behavior, lest A-Zu becomes a bastard who does all kinds of evil.

That's why he tried to shape A-Zu into a "family hero".

On the other side, Clark, who had eavesdropped on the conversation between Peter and Zu, was thoughtful.

Putting the lawnmower down, he stretched out his hand and looked at his palm.

What the Church Fathers said makes a lot of sense: we should be human rather than divine.

So why do you use your abilities?

Unable to think of an answer for the moment, he let out a breath and fell into trouble.

"So, it really turned into a rabbit?"

Star-Lord looked at the rabbit in Zatanna's arms in disbelief, "From a doll to a rabbit?"

"Yes."

Zatanna said awkwardly, "I guess it's some kind of magic from my father."

Star-Lord expressed some disbelief, "Your family's magic is incredible."

He coughed, looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Can you teach me this magic, Sister Zatanna?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to have ill intentions, Zatanna asked him suspiciously: "Why do you want to learn this kind of magic?"

"If I tell you, can you keep it a secret?"

Star-Lord asked her in a low voice.

"of course can."

"you swear."

Seeing the serious look on the little brat's face, Zatanna found it a little funny, "I swear to keep your secret."

After Zatanna swore, Star-Lord leaned over and whispered, "I want to learn this magic trick and turn John into a doll."

"Turning your brother into a puppet?"

Zatanna looked at Star-Lord in shock.

Do you have some deep hatred? "I don't know how to do magic like that."

Zatanna immediately refused without hesitation.

She felt that the little fat boy in front of her was much more evil than she had imagined.

Seeing that the first magic trick couldn't be performed, Star-Lord came up with a second magic trick.

"Then do you have a magic trick that can help me lose weight?"

Star-Lord asked expectantly.

"You want to lose weight?"

"Yes, it's best if you don't need to diet. You know, all the weight loss methods in the world mention eating less, but I can't do without eating. It's too painful."

Zatanna took a deep breath and said to the imaginative Star-Lord: "I'm sorry, I don't understand this kind of magic."

She looked down at her figure and thought thankfully: Fortunately, I am not prone to gaining weight, so I didn't gain weight even after eating so many snacks.

At noon, after lunch.

After packing her luggage, Zatanna came up to say goodbye to Peter reluctantly.

"Mr. Padraic, I think I have to say goodbye to you."

"You want to leave?"

Peter asked in surprise.

"Yes, the witch took away my father's key. I have to go back."

"so."

Peter nodded and said, "I'll take you back."

He asked Zatanna to go back directly because he was afraid that she would slide and then be arrested on the spot by the Witch Queen.

When Zatanna heard that Peter was going to send her back, her eyes sparkled with surprise.

She didn't have much hope at first, but when she heard that Peter was going to take the initiative to send her off, her depressed mood immediately improved.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you so much!"

In the evening, Peter drove Zatanna home.

Looking at the villa standing in the night, Peter opened the car door and got out.

"This is your home?"

"Well, it's been a long time since I came here."

Zatanna got out of the car holding the rabbit and walked towards the room nervously.

Peter stared at the villa in front of him and became interested in the legendary secret house.

The world's first house, full of secrets.
He was curious and wanted to see what was inside.

After following Zatanna into the long-unoccupied room, Peter took in his surroundings.

Zatanna, who was walking in front, went straight to her father's room.

The room was locked, so she took a hairpin from her head, twisted the wire on it, and put it directly inside.

She learned the lock-picking technique from her father when she was eight years old.

With a creaky sound, Zatanna successfully opened the door using her lock-picking skills.

Standing in front of the door, she took a deep breath, and with a nervous feeling, pushed the door forward.

She has never been to her father's workshop.

"call"!
Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open and entered, and the messy books and magic props in the room came into her sight.

Walking to the desk, Zatanna looked at a poster on it.

The poster shows a photo of the father and mother, both of whom are dressed as magicians and smiling at the camera.

"Mom is really beautiful, Burks."

She looked at the poster and said to the rabbit in her arms, "The problem is, I don't remember her like this. I only remember her being sick. She once gave me a crystal snow globe with a winter castle in it."

Staring at the portrait on the poster, Zatanna fell into childhood memories.

"I used to pretend that my mother lived in the castle and that she had never died."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and touched the rabbit in her arms.

"I am so silly."

After complaining about her childhood self, Zatanna picked up the top hat next to her.

"It's strange that Dad never forgets this top hat when he goes to a performance."

Putting the tall hat on her head, Zatanna wiped away the tears that had appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Just as she was about to take off her hat, she suddenly noticed several letters on the main table.

Surprised, she picked up the letter and read its contents.

“My beloved:
Thank you for letting me know how my daughter is doing.

I miss her terribly, but I know you've done the best you can without me.

Being a single dad is hard, especially with teenage girls, but I really think you're doing a great job."

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Reading the contents of the letter, Zatanna was stunned.

Is this a letter from my mother?!

(End of this chapter)