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

Chapter 680: After the wonderful journey, Mark becomes a punching bag again

Seeing Debbie being thrown heavily onto the table, the boy on the ground started crying.

"Oliver!"

Looking at the child of the Omni-Man whom she named Oliver, Debbie endured the pain and shouted to him worriedly.

Gritting her teeth, she raised the lamp beside her and was about to throw it at Gustrang.

Gerstrand grabbed Debbie's wrist and said to her word by word: "I'm not a bad person!"

"Crack!"

He broke Debbie's wrist in one blow.

Debbie made a sound of pain as she broke her wrist.

"I'm trying to save the world, and your son is a beast!"

Debbie endured the piercing pain from her wrist, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she spoke to Oliver with difficulty.

"It's okay, Oliver, it's okay, I'm fine."

Gerstrand followed Debbie's gaze and looked at Oliver on the ground.

He ignored Debbie and walked over to Oliver, grabbing him.

"I will make your son suffer! I will make your life worse than death! I will even hurt the child."

Holding Oliver's feet upside down, Gestrang spoke viciously to Debbie.

at the same time.

Mark has entered the world of The Lord of the Rings.

Under the bonfire at night, as the night fell, the bonfire flickered in the darkness, illuminating the focused faces of the members of the Fellowship of the Ring.

Mark sat by the fire, staring into the dancing flames as if recalling the distant past.

It was in this dense forest that he met this strange group of dwarves, elves, and humans.

Seeing the members of the Fellowship of the Ring fighting the orcs, Mark helped them.

Although he was a little confused as to why this group of people wanted to send a ring to the volcano.

"My father is Peter Padrick."

He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm, "He is a great farmer and a great superhero. He taught me how to be a pure person and how to use my own power to protect our world."

Aragorn nodded slightly, a hint of respect in his eyes.

Legolas listened quietly, and his elf's keen sense allowed him to detect the confusion in Mark's words.

"But Gerstrand Levy showed up."

Mark continued, his fists unconsciously clenched, "He is a powerful guy, with the power to distort space and teleported me to this world."

"As soon as I got out, he would open another portal and wouldn't let me stay at all, so it was just a tunnel leading to somewhere else. And in some dimensions, time became very strange, so I had no idea how much time had passed."

Listening to Mark's words, Frodo and Sam exchanged a worried look. They knew the fear of being drawn into a strange world.

"When I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar forest," Mark's voice was a little confused. "I don't know where this place is, nor do I know how to get back, but I know that I must find the way back to my father. Besides, Ms. Grayson is in danger now, and I must save her."

Gandalf stroked his beard, with wisdom flashing in his eyes: "Fate has brought you here, perhaps for a reason. Are you willing to go with us until we find the answer?"

Mark raised his head, his eyes determined: "I am willing, maybe during this journey, I can find a way to go home and help you complete your mission."

So Mark joined the Fellowship of the Ring.

But before he reached the end, Mark was pulled away by the portal again.

This time he found himself in a dark, dank metal corridor.

The walls were covered in a strange mucus, and the air was filled with an unsettling fishy smell.

He heard a slight noise behind him.

He turned around quickly and saw a dark shadow crawling quickly across the ceiling and disappearing into the ventilation duct.

Confused, Mark pushed open the door and found himself in a spacious control room.

Various data flashed on the screen, but all the equipment seemed to have stopped working. Broken instruments and blood were scattered on the ground, and it was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here.

A faint female voice came from the communicator: "This is Ripley, if anyone hears, please answer."

Mark hesitated for a moment and picked up the communicator: "I am Mark Padrick, son of Peter Padrick. I am trapped here and need help."

Ripley's voice was filled with surprise: "Mark Padrick? How did you get here? In any case, we need to reunite as soon as possible. It's not safe here."

Under Ripley's guidance, Mark walked through the complex corridors and finally met her in a safe cabin.

Ripley is a woman with short hair and a determined look in her eyes.

"We have to get out of here," Ripley said briefly, "The aliens are everywhere, and they're going to hunt us."

Mark nodded, "I understand, but I need to find a way to get back. I was teleported here by a man named Gerstrand Levi."

Ripley frowned. "Gerstrang Levi? Never heard of him. But if we can find the main control computer of the spacecraft, maybe we can find some clues."

As soon as she finished speaking, the alarm sounded suddenly and the screen showed that the alien was approaching.

Mark said firmly: "I'll hold them off, and you go activate the device."

Ripley glanced at him, a hint of respect in her eyes, "Be careful."

Mark rushed out of the control room and started a fierce battle with the aliens that swarmed in. The aliens were incredibly fast, and their claws and fangs flashed coldly in the dim light.

Mark nimbly dodged attacks and fought against hordes of alien armies.

"Whoosh!"

The space teleportation gate was once again teleported to a different world by Mark.

Wolverine, with a cigar in his mouth, and everyone from the Mutant Academy - Jean Grey, Cyclops and others, looked at the shirtless Mark in astonishment.

Wolverine looked at Mark in shock, "Who the hell are you? How did you get into the school?"

"Actually, I'm confused as well. I'm a Gryffindor, son of Peter. Hello."

Mark went up and wanted to shake Wolverine's hand.

The next second, Mark was hit on the chin by Wolverine's punch and fell to the ground with acid coming out of his mouth.

Spitting, Wolverine said disdainfully: "What a weak young man."

Mark was teleported to the desert again and found that the world he was in was a post-apocalyptic world.

The howling biker gang with paint on their faces quickly surrounded him.

After Mark dealt with the biker gang in the desert wasteland world, he saw a green portal open in front of him.

Then, Gestrang's big head popped out from inside.

Seeing this guy finally show up, Mark almost cried with excitement.

You bastard, you finally showed up!
Mark took a deep breath, immediately flew over, grabbed the other person's head, and rushed out of the portal.

Mark, shirtless and tanned, returned to the room and was shocked to find Debbie lying in a pool of blood.

Mark, with bloodshot eyes, punched Gastron.

With a "bang", Gustrang was smashed against the wall.

Gerstrang, who had amazing physical strength, raised his hand and waved it. Suddenly, a dimensional crack appeared on the ceiling of the living room, and countless pieces of rubble and furniture debris poured down from the crack.

Mark rushed in front of Debbie and Oliver in an instant and used his body to block the falling debris.

He could feel the impact of every stone hitting his back, but what frightened him even more was the madness flashing in Gerstrand's eyes.

"You'll never succeed!"

Mark gritted his teeth and rushed towards the opponent at super speed.

Facing Mark who was rushing towards him, Gerstrand snapped his fingers lightly.

The space in front of him suddenly distorted, and Mark felt like he had crashed into a ball of sticky jelly, and his movements became abnormally slow.

"Mamak, be careful!"

Debbie's faint voice came.

Mark turned his head reluctantly and saw that Gerstrand had opened another dimensional crack on the other side of the living room. A huge mechanical tentacle was extending from the crack.

Mark clenched his teeth and tensed all his muscles.

He felt the dimensional energy's restraints begin to loosen, and then he broke free and smashed the mechanical tentacle with one punch, but Gerstrang had already disappeared into another crack.

"Do you think this will stop me?"

Gerstrang's voice came from all directions. A dozen dimensional cracks appeared on the walls of the living room at the same time. Different weapons emerged from each crack: laser cannons, energy blades, plasma launchers.
"Ho!"

With a roar, Mark ignored the threat of these weapons, burst out with a speed that Gestral had not expected, rushed in front of the opponent, grabbed the opponent's body and rushed out of the room.

With a loud "boom", the two men broke through the room and flew into the air.

Grabbing Gerstrand's body, Mark slammed him to the ground.

The ground was shattered by the impact of the two men, and a deafening sound was heard.

Gerstrom was pressed under Mark, but he showed no fear. Instead, a crazy smile appeared on his face.

With a "bang", he punched Mark and sent him flying.

Standing up from the ground, Gerstrom said to Mark: "Remember the doctors I mentioned? Doctors from different dimensions. They rebuilt my body and improved it."

With a roar, Gerstrand punched Mark in the face at lightning speed.

With a "bang", Mark staggered backwards.

At the same time, the green portal opened, Mark fell into the portal, and the two appeared above a cyberpunk city.

Gerstrand's fists continued to bombard Mark's bare upper body.

"Why do you think I sent you to a different universe? Why do you think I made you weaker?"

"Oh!"

Mark fell to the ground in the city. Under the horrified gaze of the citizens, Mark was kicked by Gerstrand again. He was kicked away and entered the portal.

Rolling, Mark entered a desolate wilderness.

Gerstrand followed closely and punched Mark in the chin.

"I won't let you die in any dimension. I will kill you with my own hands!"

(End of this chapter)