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

Chapter 20 Lex Luthor
"Pfft!"

Father Norma's body fell heavily to the ground.

A lot of dust was splashed on the ground. The priest stared at the fallen leaves above his head with his eyes open, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

After breaking the man's neck, Peter turned around.

Clark looked at the body lying on the ground in shock.

He didn't expect that the Godfather would actually kill Father Norma directly!

"Let's go."

Peter holds Clark and Zu's hands and prepares to leave the forest.

Clark let Peter hold his hand in a daze, and only came back to his dazed state when they left the forest and got in the car.

"Godfather? Why did you kill Father Norma?"

Clark, sitting in the back seat, hesitated and finally asked the question that he cared about very much.

"Because Father Norma once said so."

Peter said to Clark as he was driving: "'You shall not spare your eye; life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.'"

"The priest believes that when dealing with bad guys, you should fight back in the same way as they attack you. He killed someone, so he will be treated the same way. This is the fairest thing in the world. I think Father Norma would agree with this."

Clark nodded, not quite understanding.

It makes sense, but why does it feel weird?
But he still asked with some hesitation: "But didn't the Godfather say that life is the most precious thing?"

Before Peter could answer, Azu next to him replied: "The lives of bad people are not precious. Father Norma is a bad guy. Think about it, Clark, he almost killed your parents."

Azu thought Clark was a fool, "If you let him go, maybe he will kill your parents next time."

Peter, who was driving, heard what A-Zu said and looked at him with some admiration.

This kid understands such truth at such a young age?

The reason he brought the two to the scene was that he hoped Clark and A-Zu could realize the importance of eradicating all evil.

I didn't expect that A-Zu would realize my good intentions so quickly.

Clark thought about it and felt that this was the truth.

His little brain couldn't think of a better way to deal with it.

Seeing that Clark was convinced by him, A Zu said to Peter proudly: "Dad, if I were you, I would do the same."

"uh-huh."

Peter nodded.

I don't doubt that you would do so.

After all, you are increasingly showing the perversion you had in your previous life.

Clark, with mixed emotions, let out a breath and looked at the scenery flashing by outside.

A-Zu next to him exuded a faint stench of blood.

He suddenly realized that his future life might change.

Although I don’t know how it changed, it is definitely related to The Godfather.

The car drove along the remote road outside the town and headed towards Patrick's farm.

The next day, early in the morning.

News about the terrorist attack in Smallville came on the radio.

"An explosion and terrorist attack occurred at the Smallwell Auditorium. When the terrorists attacked the public, a fire broke out in the auditorium. The fire has been put out. Several bodies were found at the scene. The bodies confirmed include Smallwell firefighter William Thomas and three ball performers."

Peter listened to the radio, turned around, and casually put the dark magic book in his hand on the table.

He studied the magic book last night and found that it contained some forbidden spells and sacrificial magic.

He has never been interested in magicians, cursed "debtors", so he plans to put the magic book away.

Maybe I'll find a baby who knows magic in the future, and I can use it as an enlightenment teaching material for the other party.

The radio broadcast continued, "More than ten other people were sent to the hospital due to smoke inhalation and minor burns. It is reported that the organization behind this terrorist attack was involved in the use of biological and chemical weapons."

"dad."

A Zu came down from upstairs, rubbed his eyes, and asked him, "Where's Clark?"

"Clark was picked up by his parents." A Zu was a little depressed when he heard that Clark had left.

"I also want to go fly a kite with Clark!"

The heartless A-Zu has completely gotten over what happened last night.

He also wanted to take Clark to fly a kite.

"Azu, come here."

Peter waved to him.

A-Zu sat down obediently and looked at him eagerly.

"Dad, do you want to fly a kite with me?"

"Let's talk about flying the kite later. Let's talk about you sneaking a peek at the horror movie."

Peter looked at Zu's butt with a serious look.

He felt it necessary to fulfill his duties as a loving father and deal with this kid.

"Mr. Luther."

At Metropolitan Central Hospital, the doctor said to Leno Luther who was lying on the bed, "Your injuries are not serious, just some minor burns. I believe you will recover soon and be discharged from the hospital."

"Thank you, Dr. Ryan."

Lionel Luther smiled and thanked the doctor.

After the doctor left, the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

As the helmsman of the Luther Group, he had never experienced such a dangerous scene as last night.

The Luther Group is acquiring land in Smallwell Township to create a chemical group.

He happened to be in town last night and attended the "Harvest Festival" with his men.

Unexpectedly, a group of monsters that bite anyone they see suddenly appeared in the auditorium.

With the protection of the bodyguards, he escaped from the auditorium and finally did not lose his life there.

Touching his aching forehead, he recalled the horrifying scene he saw last night.

The brutal and bloodthirsty monster tore the throat of the fleeing man directly, and blood spurted out.

Next came the human with a katana, carrying two young children on his back, who easily chopped off the monster's head.

Having always believed in the supremacy of rationality, he now had to wonder whether he was hallucinating because of fear.

Do not!
That must not be an illusion.

He swore he saw it clearly.

The image of that god-like guy has been deeply imprinted in his mind.

He rang the call bell and called his men outside the door in.

"Any news about that mysterious man?"

Lionel Luther asked his men.

He had previously described Peter's image and asked his men to send people to look for him.

"I'm sorry, sir, we haven't found it yet."

"Then continue to send more people. I need to know who that person is as soon as possible."

Leno Luther said calmly: "You can go out now. I hope I can receive good news when we meet next time."

After his men left, the door of the ward was pushed open with a creaky sound.

A bald little boy about six or seven years old entered the ward.

"dad."

The little bald man greeted Leno, "I'm here to see you."

"Lex!"

Seeing his son appear, Leno's mood immediately improved a lot. He stretched out his arms and hugged the little bald head who climbed onto the bed.

(End of this chapter)