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

Chapter 880: Power outage in the city, invasion of new forces

Padraic Farm.

Star-Lord is complaining to Peter about his recent music problems.

"Music these days is just terrible. It's empty, soulless pop music that's more superficial than a mouthful of spit on a hot sidewalk. Even country music sounds more like pop music."

Star-Lord just came back from the music store and found that the recent songs were all a mess that he couldn't understand.

"Dad, you don't know, the worst part is that all the lonely, sad songs are gone, like 'My Wife Left Me,' 'My Truck Broke Down,' 'All I Have Left Is My Dog and My Shotgun and the Blue Hills of Kentucky.'"

Peter fell silent as Star-Lord said the song title.

What kind of nonsense songs are you listening to?
"You have great taste in songs, Star-Lord."

As A-Zu came down from upstairs, he said to Star-Lord, "The only songs left now are those of a Barbie doll who grew up eating honey, singing about her ex-boyfriend in that twisted nasal voice."

A-Zu said that he also hates current songs.

"I still like Paradise, The Chainsmokers, Led Zeppelin, Johnny Cash, Nine Inch Nails, and Taylor's songs are good too."

Peter looked at Azu, who was wearing sunglasses and looked very stylish, frowned and asked him: "Why are you wearing sunglasses in the room, John?"

"I've got some eye damage, Dad."

"What injury?"

When Peter heard the other party say he was injured, he stood up immediately.

"Don't worry, Dad. It's just overexerting your eyes."

A-Zu went to the Metropolis last night and robbed a group of drug dealers.

Of course, violence was inevitable in this process, so A-Zu's eyes became a little red due to his frequent use of thermal vision.

Fearing that Peter would know that he had robbed drug dealers in Metropolis for money, Azu immediately changed the subject and asked Peter, "Dad, has Nicodemus Flower been resolved?"

"Next time you care about your sisters, you should care in advance, John, instead of waiting until the matter is over before asking."

Peter said to him with an unhappy expression: "Also, what have you been doing recently? Why haven't I seen you?"

"I'm just hanging out in the Metropolis."

A Zu said with an awkward expression: "I still have some papers to deal with at the university."

"I think you should teach Lex a lesson, Dad. It's obvious that this guy was the one who made the noise."

A Zu changed the subject and said, "I think what Bomb did was right. Although I don't agree with shooting this guy, it's okay to scare him."

"Baoboo is not trying to scare him."

Peter shook his head, sat down with his coffee cup, and said to Zu, "Weren't you very familiar with Lex when you were a kid?"

"No, we are not familiar with each other. When he was a child, that bald guy only liked to play with Clark."

A-Zu said with a somewhat unhappy mood.

When Lex came to the farm before, he liked to play with Clark, which made little A-Zu very unhappy, so much so that he still holds a grudge against him.

At the same time, Theresa in the room upstairs was telling her good friend Joan of Arc about her experience.

After listening to Theresa's story about how Peter snatched Bomb's gun, saved Lex and ended everything, Joan of Arc felt emotional.

As expected, Mr. Patrick finally solved everything.

Just like last time, if it weren't for Mr. Patrick, Gloria would probably have been killed by the fallen angel.

Thinking about her previous experiences with Peter, Joan of Arc suddenly wanted to run away from home.

The two chatted for a while, and Joan of Arc talked about her experiences in the past few days.

"I want to visit my biological father's grave. I mentioned it to my adoptive mother a few days ago."

Jeanne said to Theresa with some melancholy: "My mother looked up from the kitchen table at that time. She had this situation once a month - lowering her head and counting the pile of bills in front of her."

Theresa asked curiously, "What happened next? Did she agree?"

"No, Mom didn't say anything, she just gave me a weird, annoyed look."

“The other girls always make fun of me at school.”

Joan of Arc said on the other end of the phone with some discomfort: "I can't imagine why this happened. I guess it's because they all know that I was adopted, so I want to go see my biological parents who have passed away."

Listening to Joan's complaints, Theresa put the little Shiba Inu on the bed and comforted her like Peter did: "I don't understand why someone would make fun of someone whose biological parents have passed away. Joan, don't take it to heart."

"But... they said I was an orphan. Some said my parents left me because I was too ugly. Some said you don't even know who he is. They said I was unknown."

Hearing this, Theresa's eyebrows twisted together like knitting.

"Joan, Daddy once told me: Kids will always find a way to make fun of you. It could be anything, your name, your clothes, the way you talk, the way you eat. It just means they are inferior inside, and they are trying to make themselves feel better by passing on their inner weakness to others."

"So Dad's advice is - don't take it to heart."

Soon she said somewhat dejectedly: "Well, it's certainly easier said than done."

"It's okay, thank you for your comfort, Aurora."

Joan of Arc continued to tell her what happened next on the phone.

"I said, I still want to visit his grave."

"My mother said: No, you can't. Her words were short and crisp."

"I said, well I should be able to visit his grave, why don't we go and put some flowers on it? What day did he die? I didn't pray for him, I don't even know his—"

Joan of Arc paused here.

Then she said in a low voice:

"Then my mother jumped up like a spring and said, 'Don't worry about him, he's dead, he didn't take care of himself, death comes to those who refuse to take responsibility, Elaine.'" "Then my mother stretched out a short finger and poked me in the face."

"She said, if you say one more word, Elena, you won't be able to eat before you go to bed tonight. I will lock you in the room and won't let you out."

As Theresa listened to her good friend's story, she could imagine what Joan of Arc's expression would be at that time.

Joan of Arc must have been so frightened that she forgot to close her mouth, and tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.

In the end, Joan of Arc probably just nodded.

Her mother nodded in response.

Then the woman returned to her pile of bills.

Joan of Arc ran upstairs and burst into tears.

This is the process in the books I have read.

This is the outcome for all children and mothers who quarrel with their parents and are scolded by their parents.

Thinking of this, Theresa suddenly felt that she was much happier than her best friend.

I have a father who loves me, and I also have brothers and sisters.

Although the personalities and abilities of these brothers and sisters are a bit strange.

A-Zu doesn't look like a good person, he is a boy with a fake smile.

Star-Lord is like a gangster who is addicted to music. He keeps saying he wants to lose weight but never takes action.

Loki is a god of mischief who acts like an evil god every day.

Sister Riven often takes care of herself, but when it comes to matters concerning my father, she looks at me with the expression of a little chicken guarding its food.

Mark looks a little silly, but he is also the most normal person.

Baobao and Wei, one is brainless and the other is unhappy.

Tom looks very sunny, but she always feels that there is some negative energy in him. She heard from Baobao that Tom also likes to write a diary. Well, people who write diaries are generally thoughtful.

Horus looks steady and handsome, and he often takes care of himself, but he seems a little delusional and always calls Daddy the Emperor?
After reviewing everyone in her mind, Theresa felt that she was the most normal.

She was just about to tell the depressed Joan of Arc on the other end of the phone to come and stay at her house for a few days, but her cell phone suddenly lost signal.

"Hey! Hey! Jeanne?!"

After calling out a few times without getting a response, Theresa looked at the phone in her hand in confusion.

The phone shows no signal!

At the same time, there was a power outage in the room.

Holding the phone, Theresa walked quickly downstairs.

"Dad, your cell phone has no signal and there's a power outage at home."

Peter, who was talking to A-Zu and Star-Lord in the living room, also felt the impact of the electromagnetic wave.

"Yes, the power is probably out in Smallwell now."

He stood up and looked towards the metropolis in the distance.

What happened to the Met?
at the same time.

A vixen working at a zoo in Metropolis is transforming into a superhero to catch criminals.

Looking at the tall and strong bald criminal at her feet, the vixen McBee called the police station.

Contacting a familiar officer from the Metropolitan Police Department, she said directly: "Officer Williams, I caught SARS."

"He's the guy who played three-in-one chess on his arm, cutting a hole every time he killed someone. Why did he do that? I don't know."

McBee grabbed Sass and continued, "I will never understand the logic of a madman."

"Zizzizi!"

Before she finished speaking, a piercing noise suddenly came from the headset.

Her ears felt stinging from the noise and she immediately took off her headphones.

"What the hell?!"

Looking at the headphones, McBee had a puzzled look on his face.

The next second, a black shadow rushed over suddenly.

With a "bang", McBee was knocked backwards heavily.

Enduring the pain, she staggered to her feet, wanting to see clearly who had attacked her.

"Behind you!"

McBee turned around immediately after hearing the sound, but was hit on the chin again and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem.!"

McBee, coughing up blood, tried to stand up, but a rope shining with golden light entangled her.

She vaguely saw two figures approaching.

"who is she?"

"They call her the Vixen here."

"Vixen? Barely usable."

(End of this chapter)