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

Chapter 287: Preparing to welcome his daughter, A-Zu's fist
"You're right, but I think if I had a daughter, the most important thing would be to keep her away from the dark."

Realizing that his words might hurt Nick Fury, Peter coughed and changed the subject, "Um, Chief Fury, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"I want to find someone."

Peter told him the name of "Baron Winters".

"Baron Winters? You said that's the only name you know?"

"uh-huh."

Peter picked up the water cup next to him and walked to the water dispenser to get some water. "Although it's a little difficult, it shouldn't be a problem for you as the king of agents."

"You think I'm the king of agents now?"

Nick Fury said to Peter in dissatisfaction: "The King of Agents' daily routine is to work on the farm? Fuck you!"

"Hey, Chief Fury, calm down. How can you kiss your mother if you have such a foul mouth?"

Peter picked up the water glass and said to Nick Fury, "I will give you a raise, Chief."

Nick Fury: Is this about a fucking pay raise?

Kent Farms, backyard.

Clark picked up the football from the ground and looked ahead with serious eyes.

An imaginary voice echoed in my mind.

"What an exciting game! The time is very tight, only the last five seconds are left!"

"Clark Kent, the outstanding young man from Smallville, now leads his team back to the major leagues."

Clark imagined that he was standing in a stadium, surrounded by countless spectators cheering for him, and his godfather, parents, and A-Zu were sitting in the stands cheering him on.

At the same time, the commentator was explaining the situation on the scene in an excited and passionate tone.

"Kent takes the field himself from the ten-yard line, now's the time to pray for a miracle, he backs up and passes the ball here!"

Taking a deep breath, Clark took a few steps back and looked at the cornfield in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

He threw the football straight out.

"Amazing! It was passed to him like a bullet falling down fast. Wait, Kent rushed over quickly. He wanted to catch his own pass and score himself!"

Amid the generous commentary by the commentator, Clark activated his super speed and instantly moved to the position where the football was falling.

With a "bang", Clark caught the ball he threw.

"We won! This is unbelievable! Let's cheer for the great quarterback - Clark Patrick Kent!"

Imagining the narrator's voice in his mind, Clark smiled.

"Nice arm, Clark."

Peter's voice sounded behind him.

Clark turned around when he heard the familiar voice and saw Peter closing the car door and walking towards him.

"When is the first game?"

"Well I'm not on the football team anymore, so the next game probably won't be around for a long time."

Clark walked over to Peter and gave him an excited hug.

"Godfather, welcome back."

He knew that Peter had been to the black robe world.

Although he felt a little aggrieved that the other party did not take him with him, Clark quickly concealed this emotion.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Clark. You've gotten stronger. I think it shouldn't be a big problem for you to return to the football team."

Peter patted Clark on the shoulder and said to him.

"Even if I wanted to"

"Not 'even if', it's obvious that you want to, Clark."

"That's not a reason, Godfather. I don't want to be seen as a freak."

Peter looked Clark in the eyes, "So what do you consider yourself to be now, Clark?"

"I don't know."

Clark hesitated and said, "I think... probably a bystander."

"This is a new way to hide, but your ability shouldn't be your curse, it should be your gift."

Peter quickly shook his head. "Forget it. You've grown up, Clark. You'll have your own ideas. Director Fury always says that I often lecture you mechanically."

"No, Godfather, I never thought you were preaching to me."

Clark held the football and said to Peter, "I have been different from others since I was a child. It was you who made me know my uniqueness and the things I shoulder. Godfather, this is not preaching."

"You will give me some freedom, let me make my own decisions, allow me to make mistakes and learn from them, Godfather, these are more than just words of guidance."

Peter took the football from the other man and threw it towards the tire hanging on the tree. "There are some things you will always understand on your own, Clark. One day, you will decide the path of your life as you wish."

With a "whoosh", the football was thrown accurately through the tire.

Peter did not continue the topic of football, but changed the subject: "I brought you some gifts, Clark, see if there is anything you like."

Peter said he brought some gifts from the black robe world.

Clark felt a warm feeling in his heart as he didn't expect Peter to bring him a gift.

"Thank you Godfather."

Clark became curious about Peter's experience in the black robe world and asked him: "Godfather, have you seen Homelander? I mean, Azu from another world."

"of course."

"Is he still a jerk?"

"Do you think he's a jerk, Clark?"

"No, I just think that he is not a good person in the full sense of the word."

Peter: Isn't that still a jerk?

The next day.

Clark took the school bus with Zu to Smallwell High School.

Due to continuous absenteeism, the school has issued an ultimatum to A-Zu.

If A-Zu does not report to school again, he will be severely warned by the school, and Principal Guan will talk to him personally.

"So... The Godfather brought back a lot of temporary Compound No. 5, as well as some information about Compound No. 5." Clark asked A-Zu on the school bus.

A-Zu nodded, "Yes, and there is a boy named Ryan who wants to come back with his father."

"Ryan?"

"A weakened version of you."

A-Zu glanced at Clark, "He calls dad grandpa."

"grandfather?"

Clark was immediately confused when he heard what A-Zu said.

Doesn't that mean I have a big nephew?
"But Dad turned him down."

A Zu coughed and whispered to Clark: "Also, I collected some celebrity photos. Are you interested?"

"Celebrity photos?"

"Yes, Free Woman (Storm), Firecracker, Maeve"

Azu talks about a mature superhero that he thinks is good.

Clark listened to A-Zu's words and fell into deep thought. He felt that A-Zu's adolescent thoughts were not normal.

Should I tell the Godfather?

With a creak, just as Clark was struggling to tell on someone, the school bus stopped at the school gate.

When Clark and his companion got out of the car, they saw Whitney at the school gate, holding a loudspeaker and announcing something, surrounded by members of the football team.

“Are we going to the Intercontinental Cup this year?”

"Yes!"

"I can't hear you, who's going to win the Intercontinental Championship?"

Whitney yelled into the bullhorn.

The football players around him excitedly shouted back, "Ravens!"

Whitney nodded in satisfaction and continued to shout through the megaphone: "I need a brave freshman to stand up. Who among you can be better than me as a quarterback?"

He looked around and spotted Clark.

As for A-Zu next to him, he automatically ignored him.

Because A-Zu likes playing baseball, he has never shown his talent for football.

"Hey Clark, interested in trying it?"

Seeing the people around him looking at him, Clark quickly refused: "No, I can't."

"Clark, you're too busy milking cows to participate in the draft, but at least you can gain experience in school, right?"

Although Whitney hates Clark, she knows he is stronger than anyone else on the team, so she wants him to join the football team.

"Come on, Kent, don't you want to try out the hottest freshman at Smallwell High?"

When Clark heard Whitney's words, his eyes unconsciously drifted to Lana next to him.

Seeing Lana looking at him expectantly, Clark held the football, took a deep breath, and was about to speak, but an abrupt voice interrupted him.

"Ravens! Go! Ravens! Go!"

A woman dressed in a Ravens mascot puppet costume cheered and cheered for the Ravens.

The crowd cheered along with the mascot.

In the football team, the burly Jim, along with a few others, walked up to the mascot and played a trick on it.

"Hey, why don't you take off your mask and show us."

As they spoke, several people held the mascot, preventing her from moving.

"Hey, don't touch her."

Clark saw this and immediately spoke out to stop it.

Jim turned around and said to Clark unhappily, "Why? We always make fun of our mascots. It's a tradition, Kent."

As he said this, he took off the mascot's mask.

A girl wearing black-framed glasses and with a face full of acne appeared in front of everyone in panic.

"Wow! Tofu Abby?"

Jim looked at the girl under the hood, made a booing sound, and raised his hands for everyone to cheer with him.

"Bean curd abby!"

"Bean curd abby!"

Seeing everyone shouting "Touhua Abby", Abby's eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

"Hey, Jim?"

A-Zu stood behind Jim at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

"what?"

Jim turned around and saw a fist that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

"Oh!"

Blood splattered everywhere!

Jim, who was covering his nose, suddenly felt a sharp pain and staggered backwards to the ground.

The sudden change caused everyone to stop moving and the cheers came to an abrupt end.

"You are an incompetent and damned weakling who can only bully women!"

A-Zu looked coldly at Jim who was lying on the ground.

Padraic Farm.

Peter was investigating the information of "Baron Winters" when the phone suddenly rang.

He stood up and answered the phone.

"Yes, I'm Peter Padrick."

"Principal Guan?!"

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