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Chapter 24 Magical Glasses, Stubborn Jonathan
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Martha MacDonald finally suppressed her inner fear and secretly opened a crack in the door to look outside.

With the thin moonlight, she saw several corpses lying on the ground.

The guy who had tried to assault her before was lying on the floor with blood gushing out.

The pungent smell of blood entered her nostrils, making her want to vomit.

She looked at the two unconscious best friends lying on the sofa, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that they were fine.

With trembling hands, she fumbled in her best friend's pocket, took out a cell phone, and called the police.

ten minutes later.

Finally, officers from the Metropolitan Police arrived.

"name?"

"I'm Martha MacDonald, I'm 22 years old, and I'm a teacher."

Martha crossed her arms and trembled as she replied to a female police officer, "My friend and I were drinking in a bar. I don't know why I woke up and ended up here."

The female police officer nodded and continued to take her statement, "Did you see what the suspect looks like?"

Each bullet accurately hit the key parts of these gangsters. In the opinion of the female police officer, the murderer who killed these people must not be a simple person.

"No, he"

Martha MacDonald swallowed and said, "He was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. It was too dark at night, so I couldn't see clearly."

"you sure?"

The female police officer looked at her suspiciously. "Just because he's wearing a pair of glasses, you can't see his face clearly."

"Yes, it is."

Martha MacDonald nodded guiltily.

"Really? Godfather."

At Padrick's farm, Clark asked uncertainly, wearing the black-framed glasses Peter gave him.

"Will others not recognize me if I wear these glasses?"

"of course."

Peter helped him adjust the position of his glasses frame and said, "Glasses can help you hide your identity."

There is an eternal mystery about Superman Clark - once Superman puts on glasses, no one will recognize him.

So some people think that Superman’s greatest superpower is his glasses.

Peter naturally wouldn't believe the statement that "his greatest superpower is his glasses."

He also believes that "most people suffer from prosopagnosia."

"Godfather, why can glasses hide one's identity?"

Clark asked Peter, wearing black framed glasses.

"Because glasses reduce people's ability to recognize strangers."

Peter is determined to teach him so that he can adapt to his future life as a superhero in advance.

"You and A-Zu can use this kind of props and small actions to convey different messages, just like this."

Peter put on black-framed glasses and leaned forward slightly.

After demonstrating the posture of wearing glasses, he took off his glasses, straightened his back and relaxed his shoulders, making a steady posture.

"Body language can also convey different messages, and it works better with glasses. Is it useless to learn it?"

Watching Peter skillfully switch between two different temperaments, Clark's eyes widened, feeling that the Godfather was like a magician, full of strange and incredible abilities.

He took the black-framed glasses from Peter and decided to learn this magical ability of his Godfather.

At least if he makes a mistake outside in the future, he can use this to escape. Seeing Clark excitedly leaving the room with black-framed glasses, Peter turned around, took out the purse from under the bed, and put it on the table with a "bang".

The black money he stole from Frank's gang was about one million US dollars, which was enough to support him for a while.

After shooting and killing Frank and his gang members, he robbed their safe.

In addition to cash, the safe also contains a record of transactions between Frank's gang and many political bigwigs.

Peter casually opened the account book, and a series of dirty transactions appeared before his eyes.

"Lolita, councillor, mayor, and church"

Shaking his head, he threw the account book on the table.

I didn't expect these guys to be so extravagant.

If all these politicians and dignitaries were taken out and shot, I guess none of them would be innocent.

But this thing is of no value to me for now.

Unless he wants to run for governor tomorrow, he can use this as a threat.

After locking the cash and account books in the drawer, he looked toward the swamp in the dark night.

We should be able to obtain ownership of the swamp tomorrow.

The next day, early in the morning.

Jonathan went to the town hall office with Peter.

"Honestly, I don't understand why you bought that dry swamp."

Jonathan asked him puzzledly: "What crops do you want to grow? If you have such a plan, Peter, it is not a good idea."

He sighed, "Farm product prices have dropped, and now our income is increasingly insufficient to cover our expenses. Martha and I are thinking of going to the bank to borrow some money."

"Those guys at the bank are sharks."

Peter, who was driving, frowned slightly and said, "Jonathan, I have some money here. You can use it for circulation."

"No, your farm isn't doing well right now, and I can't trouble you any more."

Jonathan didn't know that Peter often went to the metropolis to "rob and eat" the gangs, and thought that Peter was just like him, relying entirely on the farm for income.

"I used to run other businesses, so I have some savings, Jonathan."

"No, Peter, I know you want to help me, but I can't take your money. You still have to pay for the swamp."

Although Jonathan was grateful for Peter's offer of help, he refused.

"I can't take your money."

"You're always so stubborn, Jonathan."

Peter already knew the other person's temper, so he was not surprised at all that he was rejected.

Jonathan's father-in-law has some assets. As long as he asks his father-in-law, he can give Clark a higher quality of life.

It wouldn't be a big problem if the father-in-law could help alleviate the farm's financial problems.

But stubborn Jonathan never contacted his father-in-law.

"Do you know why Clark likes to come to me? Because you set a standard for Clark, and this standard never changes, such as not allowing him to watch TV for more than two hours, and not being picky about food. Jonathan, sometimes being stubborn and unchanging is not a good thing."

As Peter drove, he said, "People should learn from fountains, not gutters; they should learn from leaves drifting in the stream, not from dams that restrict their freedom. Am I right?"

Jonathan nodded thoughtfully, "Sometimes I do ignore Clark's thoughts, but Peter, I still can't take your money."

Peter: So what I said was in vain?
Just when he was having a headache because of Jonathan's stubbornness, he suddenly noticed that there were a lot of people gathered on the street ahead, and there were several police cars with flashing red lights parked on the side of the road.

He stepped on the brakes and looked ahead with a frown.

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