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

Chapter 65 Sir, can you lend me another hundred dollars?

"If I were you, I would leave here immediately for my own safety."

Martian Manhunter spoke to the group rudely.

"Damn it, I think you guys are tired of living!"

The enraged thug was about to attack Martian Hunter and Peter.

Facing the thugs rushing towards him, Peter sighed and suddenly grabbed the hand that was extended by them.

Although he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he couldn't just stand by and watch since the Martian Manhunter had already taken action.

Grabbing the fingers of the thug who attacked him, Peter twisted it like a sparrow's head.

The fat man screamed loudly and raised his chubby hand to slap him.

Peter turned slightly to the side, and the fat man's hand hit the wall behind him.

"what!!"

The opponent's index finger and middle finger bent backwards at a frightening angle, and after the crisp breaking sound, there was a heart-wrenching scream.

"Yes, cut off two fingers on the left hand as well, so it will be symmetrical."

Peter nodded in satisfaction, then grabbed a butterfly knife that was stabbing at him and smashed his attacker's face with his other hand like lightning.

It was so fast that you couldn't even see the trajectory of the punch.

The attacker only felt a buzzing in his head and blood spurted out of his nose instantly.

The butterfly knife fell from his hand and stuck into the ground.

The Martian Hunter's movements were also clean and neat. In just a few moves, he took care of the thugs, leaving them lying on the ground groaning.

The young man lying on the ground, mouth slightly open, looked in shock at the two people in front of him who were dealing with the villains.

After the thugs fled in a panic, he staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the two of them while panting.

"Are you okay kid."

Martian Manhunter came over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you."

The noble young man bit his lip and covered his injured and bleeding arm, trying not to look weak and pitiful.

"You don't look well, do you need to see a doctor?"

Martian Manhunter looked at the boy in front of him and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy glanced at Peter standing next to him, hesitated for a moment and said, "Thomas, my name is Thomas."

"Uh-huh, Thomas, do you need us to take you home?"

"No, I don't need that. Anyway, thank you for your help. I think I have to go now."

When Thomas heard that Martian Hunter was sending him home, he looked a little flustered.

He covered his arm and staggered to leave.

But soon he stopped and looked hesitantly at his stained clothes.

Taking a deep breath, he walked up to the Martian Manhunter, trying to suppress the pain in his body, and asked him, "Sir, can I lend you some money?"

When the Martian Manhunter heard that the other party wanted to borrow money from him, he looked at Peter with a surprised expression, then coughed, "I'm just a housekeeper, maybe you can ask my master."

He kicked the ball to Peter who was watching the show nearby.

Peter was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this green-skinned guy was so sinister!
Seeing the boy's pleading look, Peter was about to refuse, but the boy said to him earnestly, "Sir, I want to borrow one hundred dollars. I will pay you back one thousand in a month."

Peter: “?!”

Thinking Peter thought it was too little, Thomas continued, "Then two thousand?"

"Or five thousand?"

"Ten thousand?"

Hearing the other party shout out ten thousand dollars, Peter and Martian Manhunter looked at each other.

Is this guy kidding me?
"Sir, I'm not kidding. I can really pay you back $10,000." Thomas probably felt that his words were not convincing. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "You can give me your address."

Peter wanted to refuse at first, but now he was curious about this boy.

He was robbed of everything except the clothes on his body, but he asked for 10,000 US dollars. How arrogant?!
He pulled out his wallet, took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the other person.

"I look forward to your promise."

"Thank you, I promise, sir."

Thomas nodded solemnly and took the money.

After telling the other party which hotel he was staying in Metropolis, Peter and Martian Manhunter got in the car and drove to the hotel.

"Dad, you've been deceived."

Sitting in the back seat and witnessing the whole process, A-Zu said to Peter with a firm expression: "He just wants to cheat you out of your money. I can get off the car and help you get it back."

In his eyes, his father's farm is his own farm, and his father's money will be inherited by him in the future.

The other party actually dared to cheat my father’s money, which means he was cheating his own money!
Absolutely unforgivable!

Peter didn't comment on Zu's words. He asked the Martian Manhunter, "Mr. Jones, what do you think?"

"I don't think he's a kid who tells lies."

Martian Manhunter said as he drove.

"Really? If he's not a liar, why did he tell us a fake name?"

Peter said that the other party's ability to lie could not escape his perception.

"Maybe he has some concerns."

Peter looked at the Martian Manhunter suspiciously, "Mr. Jones, you are telepathic. You saw what was in his mind, right?"

"NO, I have not."

Martian Manhunter shook his head and said, "Actually, peering into other people's minds is an offense. Most of the time I try not to sense other people's minds."

When A-Zu, who was standing next to him, heard what the other person said, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: The first time you saw Clark and me, you played the "Guess what you are thinking" game, no one would believe you!

After arriving at the destination hotel, Peter and Martian Manhunter took the luggage out of the car and walked into the hotel.

The hotel has a simple and elegant decoration style and is not one of the most expensive and luxurious hotels in the metropolis.

However, this hotel is surrounded by many famous local restaurants and bars offering delicious food and drinks to guests, and is also one of the more popular hotels in the metropolis.

Soon after going upstairs and entering the guest room, the Kents and their husbands arrived with Clark.

"Jonathan said he would take me to the Metropolis for a two-day vacation on our wedding anniversary. I didn't expect it to happen ahead of time. Thank you so much, Peter."

Martha gratefully thanked Peter who had booked a hotel for them.

She knew that hotel rooms were hard to book at this time.

"You're welcome, Martha, we're family."

Peter smiled and said, "I have prepaid half a month's room fee for you. Just consider it as my gift for your wedding anniversary."

Jonathan looked at the obviously expensive room in front of him and opened his mouth to say something.

But after seeing his wife's happy and excited expression, he swallowed his words and thanked Peter.

Ten o'clock at night.

Peter waited until Zu fell asleep, then prepared to go to a nearby bar for a couple of drinks with the Martian Manhunter.

Unexpectedly, I heard a familiar voice just after leaving the hotel.

"Mr. Padraic."

Peter looked back and saw Thomas with a bruised face and disheveled clothes, looking as if he had been beaten again.

"Sir, can you lend me another hundred dollars?"

(End of this chapter)