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

Chapter 306 Daughter Turns Out to Be the Best Support

After taking two steps forward, McBee stopped in pain, holding his shot shoulder.

Blood gushed out from between his fingers, and strength continued to drain from his body.

Standing on top of the office building, McBee patiently took two steps forward, then he could no longer bear it and fell to his knees.

"No, no, I can't fall here."

Murmuring to herself, she half-knelt on the ground and moved her hand away from the wound with difficulty.

Looking at the blood on her palm, she took a deep breath and stood up from the ground with all her strength.

With a "bang", he endured the pain and jumped from the roof to the ground with all his strength, then staggered forward along the ground.

It started to rain, and the raindrops fell on her body.

Her feet stepped on the ground where rain began to gather, and the water droplets splashed onto her toned and muscular calves.

In order to avoid the pursuers behind him, McBee ran forward and quickly got rid of the gunman and left the center of the town.

A road leading to the outskirts of Smallville appeared before her.

The road was bumpy, leaves were falling, and the trees were bent, as if trying to strangle this long-tongued road, tear it apart, and erase it from this world.

Gritting his teeth and using the power of the cheetah, McBee continued to run forward.

The occasional houses were like hard, white teeth, their windows like eyes, all ready to swallow her up and then spit her out.

Gradually, the rain intensified. It was no longer a curtain of rain and mist, but had risen into a downpour.

Soon she became a disheveled, soaked rat.

The rain soaked her whole body, and McBee's pace became slower and slower until she heard footsteps from one side.

Is it fallen leaves?

It fell, struggled in the wind, scraped the ground, and was finally nailed to the road by the rain.

As her mind became increasingly blurred, she heard the vibration and flapping of wings, as if a flock of birds had just spread their wings and took flight, and the sound grew louder and louder until it became a deafening roar.

She turned, raised her head, and looked around, but there was only rain and fallen leaves, and the noise did not disappear.

She was in a trance and felt a slight tinnitus in her ears.

Everything in her sensory world stopped and then disappeared.

When she turned around, she saw where she was.

she's back.

This is a house located in the suburbs - a narrow two-story stone house with four corners outside and countless corners inside, all of which are impermeable channels.

Once upon a time, the foster mother maintained the place impeccably.

When fall came, she would arrange pumpkins and gourds on the front steps, she would decorate the baskets with colorful chrysanthemums, the chirping birds would play at the feeders, and the shutters would be freshly painted.

"Mother?!"

McBee's eyes showed a hint of tenderness as he watched the familiar scene unfold before him, and he reached out his hand to grasp it all.

But soon the scene before her - the familiar houses and scenery, slowly disappeared from her sight.

"No, no, Mom!"

McBee reached out to grab it all, but her body couldn't move and she could only watch the familiar scene disappear.

"Pfft!"

McBee, unable to hold on any longer, finally collapsed in the muddy water.

Looking up at the dim sky and feeling the raindrops falling on her face, her consciousness gradually became unclear.

In a fuzzy state of mind, I saw a figure holding an umbrella walking towards me.

She opened her mouth and stammered as if to say something, but ultimately she couldn't hold it in and fainted.

Peter walked up to the unconscious McBee holding an umbrella, and frowned slightly as he looked at him fainting in the rain.

He was originally watching cartoons with Riven on the farm when he suddenly heard a "plop" sound coming from outside the farm.

Although it was raining heavily outside, Peter's super hearing still captured the subtle sound.

He walked out of the farm holding an umbrella and headed towards the direction of the sound.

McBee was found unconscious.

Bending down, Peter briefly checked the other person's injuries and found that he was shot and fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Standing up, Peter looked down at the woman who had a frown on her face even though she was already unconscious.

What's happening here?
Did I pick up a female fox in the rain?

And she's a desperate female fox?

Shaking his head, Peter picked up the vixen.

There's no way. As a kind-hearted person like me, even if I see a homeless puppy in a rainstorm, I won't have the heart to take it home.

It is impossible for me to just watch such a big female fox die without helping her.

In the living room, Loki was teasing Raven on the sofa.

"Look, little Riven, what is this?"

Loki opened his left hand, drawing Raven's big eyes to look at his palm.

After attracting Riven's attention, Loki released a small firework with his left hand.

"Oh!"

Fireworks rose above Loki's palms and then released, emitting a variety of colors.

Riven, who had never seen such a new thing, made an "ahhh" sound and happily crawled over to hold Loki's hand, wanting to see how he performed magic to make the fireworks.

"Are you asking me how I made the fireworks?"

Loki pinched Raven's nose and asked her.

As if she understood what Loki was saying, Raven nodded and made an indistinct sound.

"This is magic, amazing magic. If you call me brother, I will tell you." Loki transformed into the god of trickery and temptation and whispered to Riven, "Do you understand? Little Riven, the price is simple. Just call me brother. It's a fair deal."

Raven's eyes rolled around, her gaze moving back and forth between Loki's face and his hands.

Loki watched Raven slowly open her mouth, and just when he thought he was about to hear Raven call him brother for the first time.

"Squeak!"

The living room door was pushed open and Peter walked in holding the wet McBee.

Raven's attention was immediately drawn to Peter, and she immediately put aside the idea of ​​"calling him brother".

Seeing that he had failed, Loki made a sound of annoyance and slapped his hand to his forehead.

"Loki, go upstairs and call Kara down."

Peter didn't notice Loki's mischief, and he asked Loki to go upstairs and call Kara down.

"Okay, Dad."

Loki calmed himself down and prepared to go upstairs.

Before going upstairs, he glanced at McBee in Peter's arms and asked curiously, "Dad, did you pick up another one this time?"

"You think I could pick up a kid that big?"

Peter glared at Loki, "Now, go upstairs and get Kara."

After being glared at by Peter, Loki immediately went upstairs obediently.

After Loki went up, Peter put him on the sofa, then found a blanket and covered his curvy body.

It has to be said that the other person's figure is among the best among the women Peter knows.

After Kara went downstairs, she saw McBee lying on the sofa. After a moment of hesitation, she asked Peter suspiciously, "Who is she?"

"I picked it up outside."

Peter shrugged his shoulders and said to her, "A wounded, chased, cornered fox."

"fox?!"

Kara walked over to McBee, nodded, and asked Peter, "A black fox?"

"Hey, Kara, racial knighthood is wrong, don't become as politically incorrect as A-Zu."

Peter immediately corrected Kara.

Kara: "."

You are such a shameless guy, you still say shameless things about others?!

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Kara ignored Peter and started checking his injuries.

"She was shot."

After checking, she said to Peter: "It's not a big problem though. It shouldn't be a fatal injury."

As Kara spoke, her eyes glanced at the necklace on McBee's chest.

“A chic necklace!”

With her eyes sparkling, Kara reached out to touch the other person's necklace.

But the next second her hand was blocked by Peter.

Peter held her wrist, "This is not an ordinary stone, it is a magic stone, be careful you get stung by it."

"Magic stone?"

Kara blinked and pulled her hand away from Peter's, "I really don't know anything about magic."

Turning her attention away from the necklace around McBee's neck, she asked Peter, "Can you treat the gunshot wound? Otherwise we'll have to take her to the hospital."

"know a little."

Peter asked Kara to help him while he removed the bullet from the man's shoulder.

Although he is not a doctor, his rune magic can heal external wounds.

It was not difficult for him to use the rune to remove the bullet from the opponent's shoulder.

"Stab!"

Peter tore off McBee's shirt, revealing his wheat-colored skin in front of Peter. An indescribable description instantly entered his sight.

After taking a look at the other person's muscular body, Peter pretended to be calm, took out a dagger, and prepared to take out the bullet from the other person's body.

"and many more!"

Seeing what Peter did, Kara immediately stopped him.

"Any questions?"

"Don't you need to give her anesthesia? I've seen that you Earthlings usually give patients anesthesia during surgery."

Kara stopped Peter and told him her doubts.

"She is in a coma now, so she shouldn't need anesthesia."

As Peter was talking, little Raven, who was sitting on the sofa, crawled over with a grunt.

"Hey, you can't come any closer, little Raven."

Seeing his daughter about to climb onto McBee, Peter reached out and prepared to pick her up.

However, what happened next was beyond their expectations.

Raven approached McBee and stretched out her chubby little hand.

A strange connection developed between the two.

A soft purple light emanated from Raven's palms, and a magical aura emerged from her body, then filled the entire room.

As Raven's palm touched McBee, his frowning brows gradually began to relax, and his tense body also began to relax.

(End of this chapter)