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

Chapter 681 It turns out that Tom is a tsundere!
"Oh!"

Mark was beaten repeatedly, blood spurting out of his face.

While falling downwards, he passed through different dimensional worlds, and finally rolled over and fell in a desert.

Yellow sand filled the sky, and the scorching sun distorted the desert.

Mark spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and felt like every bone in his body was screaming.

Gerstrand Levi stood in front of him, looking at him coldly.

"Look at what you are like now. You are just a poor creature lying in the sand waiting to die. This will never end until you and your family die."

Mark tried to stand up, but Gerström's fist had already hit him hard in the chest.

He heard the sound of broken ribs and the severe pain made his vision go black.

Grains of sand penetrated into the wound, cutting it like countless knives.

"do you know?"

Gerstrand squatted down and grabbed Mark's neck, "I'm going to end your life this way! And your family's life too!"

When Mark heard that the other party was hurting his family, his pupils suddenly contracted, his fists raised, and he hit the other party with all his strength.

"shut up!"

With a loud bang, Gestrang was thrown backwards heavily.

"You Forever"

Mark's angry roar was like thunder, "Don't try to hurt my family!"

"My father, my brother, my sister."

With a "bang", Mark rushed in front of Gastron and grabbed his arm.

The opponent's strengthened muscles twisted and deformed in his palms, and his bones groaned under the heavy burden.

For the first time, fear appeared in Gerstrand's eyes.

He tried to break free, but Mark's fist had already smashed into his face.

The force of the blow was so great that Gerstrand's body flew out like a cannonball, plowed a deep groove in the sand, and tumbled backward.

The next second, Mark's figure instantly appeared above him, and his fist fell heavily, knocking the opponent out again.

"You have no idea what I've been through, how important my father is to me, how he has saved me countless times, and how I can only be a burden to him. Whether it's Anissa or you, I can only rely on my father's help. I want to protect him, not become the one my father protects!"

As Mark spoke angrily, Gerstrang's enhanced body began to collapse.

Blood splattered, dyeing the yellow sand red.

Gerstrand tried to fight back, but Mark grabbed his arm and slammed him to the ground.

The sound of muscle tearing was teeth-grinding, and Gerstrand let out a scream.

Mark grabbed Angstrom's head with both hands.

The other person's eyes were full of fear and blood foam was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"You can never threaten my father or my family again! Go to hell!"

Mark punched the other person hard.

Gustrang was knocked unconscious by Mark's punch.

But Mark didn't stop, and his fists hit Gestrom again and again.

Every impact caused the desert to tremble, and the yellow sand was blown up by the shock waves, forming a sandstorm that covered the sky.

"This is for my father!"

The punch dented his chest.

"This is because of my oath to protect him!"

A punch to the head caused blood to splatter.

By the time the sandstorm subsided, Gustrang had become a bloody corpse.

Mark stood in the middle of the ruins, breathing heavily, the anger in his eyes gradually fading.

He looked down at his hands, which were covered in blood and minced meat.

Mark stood over Gerström's body, blood dripping from his hands.

The desert wind blew up sand and hit my face painfully.

half an hour.

He looked down at his hands. The blood had dried, but it seemed as if it was still burning.

“What did I do.”

He muttered to himself, his voice so hoarse that it didn't sound like his own.

Memories came flooding back uncontrollably, and the scene of his father talking to him suddenly became clear. He was still a child then, and his father held his hand and said, "True power is used to protect, not to destroy."

But now, Mark looked at the bloody remains on the ground and his stomach churned.

He fell to his knees and began to dry heave, but nothing came out.

Tears blurred his vision and he wiped his eyes hard, but the more he wiped, the dirtier they became.

“What have I become?”

Mark looked at his reflection in the blood on the sand, a face that was both familiar and strange.

He remembered Gerstrand's last expression, one of pure terror.

Kneeling on the ground, Mark had a painful expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, I thought you, I thought you would be strong, I don't want to do this."

Mark murmured with a look of self-blame on his face: "I thought you would become stronger. You told me that you became stronger. I want to kill you, but I don't know if I can do it. Oh my God."

He covered his head and stood up, looking at the yellow sand. "He brought me here, but I killed him. I am trapped here. I am trapped forever. I can't go home, and I can't see my father anymore."

Mark waited helplessly until the night, sitting alone in the desert, recalling the time he spent with his father on the farm. "There must be a way, there must be a way back, somewhere on this planet. There must be something."

Mark stood up and walked forward along the endless desert while talking to himself.

As Mark was walking alone in the desert, he suddenly saw a green portal open in front of him.

Then several people walked out of the portal.

Mark looked at the people who appeared in front of him in astonishment.

"Raven? Loki? Eve, and Tom?"

He didn't expect to see familiar family and friends here.

Raven had short silver hair and looked at Mark in surprise, who was shirtless and covered in blood.

"You look a little bit awful, Mark."

She, Loki, Atomic Girl Eve, Tom and Loki, according to Peter's instructions, searched for Mark's whereabouts in different dimensional worlds.

If it was the previous Riven, it might be difficult to find Mark.

But after awakening to the "Dark Raven" form, although Riven's strength has been greatly reduced, her mental perception is still sharp.

Possessing the ability of inter-dimensional teleportation, she quickly found Mark's trace.

Atomic Girl Eve, who was standing next to him, saw Mark's miserable appearance, stretched out her hand and activated her superpowers to reorganize the matter in Mark's body.

Mark, who was originally in a dishevel, put on a brand new uniform that was exactly the same as the Invincible Young Man, and the blood on his face disappeared.

"Raven, Eve, I seem to have done something terrible."

Mark said to the others uncomfortably: "I killed Gerstrand, that was not my intention."

When they heard Mark talk about killing people, they were stunned.

Tom frowned as he looked at Mark, who was struggling in pain.

"Now that you've done it, don't be miserable about it, Mark."

In the twilight of the desert, Tom's expression was murky.

He said to him slowly: "You should have understood this a long time ago."

Mark looked up in confusion, "What?"

"This is how the world is," Tom's voice sounded cold to Mark, "either kill or be killed. You did the right thing, but it's too late."

"But."

"No buts," Tom interrupted him. "Do you think those so-called heroes have clean hands? They just package the killing in a more beautiful way."

Mark knew that Tom was wrong, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"Listen," Tom suddenly leaned in, his cold breath spraying on Mark's face, "If you really feel guilty, then become stronger. Strong enough that no one dares to threaten our family, strong enough that you don't need to feel guilty about it."

After saying that, Tom turned and walked towards the portal, his black robe shining in the twilight.

Mark stood there, feeling Tom's words seep into his heart like poison.

"By the way," Tom's voice came from a distance, "If you have nightmares, remember to come to me. I have some special potions."

Mark looked at Tom's back and suddenly realized that this might be Tom's way of expressing his concern.

Although Tom looks indifferent on the outside, he may have always cared about himself.

In the hospital, outside Debbie's ward, Mark saw Peter and excitedly came over to hug his father.

"I'm sorry, Mark, it's my fault."

Peter apologized to his son.

Gerstrom used technological equipment from other dimensions to shield Debbie's room, so that no energy or sound could leak out, which is why Peter never noticed.

He didn't notice until Mark knocked Gerstrand out of the room and the two of them fell to the street.

After using super speed to rush to the scene, Peter discovered that Mark was pulled into another dimension by Gerstrang.

After using the rune to simply heal Debbie, Peter immediately called Riven and the others to go look for Mark.

"No, Dad, it's my fault."

Mark said to Peter uncomfortably: "I made a mistake."

Peter frowned and asked Mark, “What happened?”

Mark took a deep breath and began to describe the battle in the desert.

When Mark talked about how Gastland threatened to hurt his family, his voice began to tremble; when he talked about how he lost control and beat the man to death, he could hardly continue.

Peter listened quietly until Mark finished his last word.

In the night outside, the sounds of cars and people's voices were particularly clear.

"You had no choice at the time, Mark, and you don't need to blame yourself for this."

Peter was silent for a moment, then spoke soothingly to him.

"Dad, you weren't there, I lost control, I totally lost control, I crossed the line, and I..."

Seeing that Mark was still struggling, Peter put his hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Mark, look at me, you should understand that if the bad guys are dead and the good guys are still alive, it's a good day."

Looking into Peter's eyes, Mark asked, "So what is a good guy and a bad guy, Dad?"

"The bad guy is usually the one who breaks someone else's arm."

Peter thought about it and decided to comfort his son, otherwise he was afraid that the boy would never be able to get over it.

“For human beings, life is like a wheat field on a farm. Every ear of wheat is trying hard to grow, but there are always pests to destroy them.”

Mark looked up at his father in confusion.

"As farmers," Peter continued, "we have to get rid of pests and protect the wheat ears. It's cruel, but that's the law of life. What's important is what we protect, not what we destroy."

(End of this chapter)