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Chapter 222: A-Zu: Dad, next time I will do it instead of talking
"dad?"

Watching Peter pick up his phone and film Taylor's version of Starlight on the TV screen, Zu asked him puzzledly, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just a souvenir."

Peter put away his phone with a calm expression, "Maybe next time, I can show the starlight of our world to the starlight of the black robe world."

He has always been interested in women's quarrels.

A Zu was stunned for a moment, then said to Peter, "Dad, I think you can bring the real Starlight to this world, so you will gain two Starlights. If you want, you can let them perform for you together."

"Am I the kind of person who randomly kidnaps others?"

Peter glared at A-Zu with an unfriendly expression.

"If you want, Dad, I can help you make it happen."

A-Zu said that he could help him realize his wish, "Just lend me the sandbag, and I can bring Starlight and Maeve to you, Dad. Storm can also do that."

Peter listened to what A-Zu said and began to wonder if the other party wanted to find a stepmother for him.

Isn’t Maeve your girlfriend in another world?

Are you planning to snatch your girlfriend from your other self?

Or has this kid always coveted the three magical weapons of the Sleeping Demon?
"No, John, I have no such idea."

Peter sternly rejected Zu's proposal and warned him: "The three sacred weapons are not something you can control now. Have you forgotten how you were influenced by the sandbag and turned into a villain last time?"

"It's just my suggestion, for reference only. The one who really makes the decision is you, Dad. You are my hero!"

A-Zu smiled at Peter with a sincere expression on his face.

Peter: "."

Star-Lord, who was standing next to him, didn't notice the conversation between Peter and Zu, as his attention was now completely drawn to Starlight Taylor on the TV screen.

The last time he watched TV so seriously was when he was watching the third season of Star Trek.

"Dad, maybe the sandbag just activated some emotions that John had hidden inside, suppressed emotions."

After being beaten up by Peter, Loki, who had been quiet for a few days, is getting restless again.

"Everyone has a devil inside of them, and John's devil may have been lured out by the sandbags."

Hearing Loki speaking ill of him in front of his father, Azu's expression turned unhappy.

"So what's your demon? Don't tell me you're a good person, Loki."

A Zu said to the other party unceremoniously: "Or... you are just a person filled with lies and betrayal."

"Quiet!"

Peter, feeling overwhelmed, stopped the quarrel.

"If you two have more energy, you can go work on the farm instead of arguing here."

Peter frowned and said to the two of them, "Or you two can have a fight to decide who is the one with the devil in his heart."

Facing Peter's scolding, Loki immediately thought of the spanking he had received before, and quickly smiled and admitted his mistake, "Sorry, Dad."

Seeing that Loki had given in, Zu quickly coughed and explained to Peter: "Sorry, Dad, next time I will just do it instead of talking."

Peter: “?!”

Is this your attitude of apologizing?
"I'm wrong. It's better to use your mouth instead of your hands."

A-Zu quickly corrected his "slip of the tongue".

But judging from the way he glanced at Loki, it shouldn't be a slip of the tongue.

Peter was too lazy to bother with these two naughty kids and continued to focus his eyes on the star version of Taylor on the TV screen.

The next day, early in the morning.

Zu and Star-Lord head to school.

Because of taking many days off, the two of them were completely behind schedule in their courses, especially Star-Lord, which put him in a huge and painful struggle at school.

Now he not only has to study hard in class, but also has to stay after school for tutoring.

"Well, I actually envy Bruce's state of saving the world more than studying."

While complaining, Star-Lord was writing furiously in the classroom.

An hour later, Star-Lord left the school alone with his schoolbag.

As soon as I left the school gate, I saw a familiar Toyota SUV parked outside.

That was my father's car on the farm.

"Drip! Drip!"

A-Zu, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car, honked the horn at Star-Lord.

"Hey, Star-Lord."

"Good afternoon, John, could you please not make such a loud engine?"

“How can you have a sense of presence if you don’t make a noise?”

A Zu said to Xing Jue: "Come on, get in the car, Dad asked me to take you back."

"Okay, thanks for picking me up."

After thanking A-Zu, Star-Lord sat in the passenger seat of the car.

The car drove along the streets of Smallville towards the farm.

In a grocery store that the car had just passed, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Hanks, the owner of the grocery store, was dozing off behind the counter. He looked up and saw three hoodlums in coats walking in.

He knew these three guys. They were a group of bikers who did not work properly nearby. They would often come to the store to steal things whenever they had time. He had even sent them to the police station for this.

"Owen, what are you doing here?"

Old Hanks stood behind the counter and asked the leader of the biker gang, a guy he called "Owen" who wore a backwards Sharks baseball cap and a black jacket.

He kept his right hand inside his jacket.

When Owen heard old Hanks questioning him, he immediately pulled out his pistol.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He fired several shots from the revolver, and bullets spurted out from the muzzle and hit old Hanks directly in the chest.

Old Hanks, his chest stained with blood, groaned and fell backwards into a pool of blood.

The sudden incident in the grocery store shocked everyone.

Several people who were selecting goods looked at the gangsters holding guns in horror.

"You guys shouldn't be here."

As they talked, the three of them walked towards several customers.

One of the teenagers, who was hiding behind a shelf, begged for mercy from the three bikers, "Please don't hurt me, sir."

Faced with the innocent boy's pleas for mercy, Owen pulled the trigger again and again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

at the same time.

At the Talon Club, Clark is reviewing with his good friend Chloe.

"Clark!"

Chloe waved her hand in front of Clark's face, bringing him out of his daze.

"Don't look at it, Lana is gone."

Chloe said to him unhappily, "Come on, Kent, can you please focus a little?"

"Uh sorry."

Clark looked down at the book sheepishly, "Where were we? Was it the part about 'Can you tell me the way home'?"

Clark mouthed the French words "Can you tell me the way home?" and then asked Chloe, "Am I right?"

"Not bad, it means you did listen to the class before."

Clark smiled awkwardly, "That's because you're a good teacher."

"Yes, I am a good teacher, but I can't keep your heart. As long as Lana appears, you will be attracted to her."

Chloe shrugged at him. "But this is a habit you've formed over a long period of time. You can't change it. You have to step up recently, otherwise you will probably fail the final exam."

Clark was also worried about his final exam, so he suggested to her: "Then let's continue to come here after school tomorrow."

"Of course, but can you tell me where you went when you asked for leave before?"

"I went to Gotham with the Godfather."

"Gotham?"

Chloe's curiosity was immediately aroused. As the editor-in-chief of The Torch, she had a strong curiosity about anything suspicious.

"Why did you go to Gotham? I heard the crime rate there is very high and it's a dangerous city."

Clark hesitated for a moment and said to her, "Godfather, take us to visit Bruce Wayne's home."

"Wait. Are you talking about the Wayne family?"

Chloe immediately became excited, "The most famous family in Gotham, you actually know him?"

"No, actually the Godfather knows Bruce. He knew him when he was a child."

"Cool, can you help me make an appointment with him? I want to interview him and ask him why he disappeared in Gotham for several years and then suddenly appeared in front of the public. If I succeed, the sales of this issue of Torch will definitely be very high."

Chloe's tone became more excited.

"Well I can try, but I may not succeed."

Although Clark believed that Bruce would definitely agree if the Godfather asked, he didn't believe that his relationship with Bruce could be that close if he invited Bruce himself.

"Of course, you just need to invite them for me."

Chloe closed the book. "Looks like I'm going to change the subject to Bruce Wayne next week."

Clark asked curiously, "What was your previous topic?"

"Aliens and alien life."

When Clark heard the other party talking about "aliens", his expression was a little strange.

"Any questions?"

Seeing Clark's abnormality, Chloe looked at him puzzledly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, just some memories coming to mind."

Chloe didn't doubt it and continued to tell him: "I have investigated all the strange things in Smallville before. Most of these things happened after the meteorite shower that year, and at that time, some people claimed to have seen alien spaceships landing."

"That must be bullshit."

Clark said insincerely.

"Maybe. Also, similar things didn't just happen in Smallville. When I was collecting information, I found similar records in Westover. A few years ago, the local dam was destroyed by a flood, and a spaceship-like object was washed out of the dam. Someone took a photo at the time, but when the authorities sent people to investigate the next day, the spaceship suddenly disappeared."

Chloe said as she handed him a photo.

Looking at the photo of a spaceship-like cabin half buried in mud and waste materials, with familiar handwriting faintly visible, Clark frowned.

He had seen this kind of writing in his dreams.

Is this the Kryptonian language that the Godfather said? !

(End of this chapter)