American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior

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Never mind, as long as Dio is happy.

"Dad, that old man is quite good at business!"

"You know you have to please the kids first so they can get their parents to spend money."

"So you knew that." Locke rubbed Dio's head unhappily. "Are you happy to see your father being slaughtered?"

"You're wrong, you're wrong. I'm happy just because I see you spend money on me." Dio snorted.

"Hey!" Locke laughed, "Your smooth talking skills have really improved."

Well, I have to admit that seeing Dio like this.

I'm quite happy to spend this hundred dollars.

Night falls.

After strolling around Chinatown for a day, the father and son decided to change their taste.

after all

"We. (chew chew chew). Eat. (chew chew chew). What. (chew chew chew). Tonight?"

"."

Looking at Dio who was happily eating a candied haws, Locke held his forehead with his hand.

This kid has been eating all over the street and has no intention of stopping. If he continues like this, his wallet will be empty.

"Drip~"

"The Daily Planet has arrived."

After getting off the sightseeing bus with Dio, the two of them immediately rushed to the Daily Planet.

Next to the most prestigious French restaurant.

'Le Cieltoilé'

starry sky.

It is said that this is one of the only few Michelin three-star restaurants in the metropolis, and reservations must be made three months in advance.

As for your question about how Locke made the reservation?

Um.

Thanks to my good brother Lionel for the meal ticket he gave me last Christmas. You can use it when you enter the store, no reservation is required.

"Hello, you can go directly to the seat of Leo."

The waiter respectfully handed the meal ticket back to Locke with both hands, with a standard professional smile on his face.

"Ok?"

Puzzled, Locke took the gold-stamped card and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to take back this coupon?"

The young waiter was startled, but he quickly adjusted himself and said in a low voice:

"Sir, this is the Luther Group's Black Gold VIP voucher. It is permanently valid in our store and can be used an unlimited number of times."

"You can even have twenty guests dining at once if you like," he quickly added.

Locke's mouth twitched.

Last Christmas Eve, Lionel had said as he slipped the ticket into his pocket—

"There's a great new steakhouse in the Metropolitan area. I'm giving you a coupon for a main course."

"Consider it your Christmas present."

Damn rich guy!

oh.

Is this rich man my friend?

That's fine.

Following the waiter through the main hall, which was covered with Impressionist paintings, the restaurant was softly lit, with a warm glow flowing over Dior's blond hair. The waiters, dressed in crisp black uniforms, gracefully poured wine and served dishes to the guests.

Sitting at a table covered with snow-white napkins, Dio's red eyes reflected the cold gleam of the silver cutlery. Even though many elegantly dressed guests were around, observing the simply dressed father and son with either curiosity or scrutiny.

He is still casual and elegant.

"dad."

Dio chuckled and deliberately tapped the crystal glass with his fork, making a crisp sound.

"I think the noble gentlemen in the metropolis have never seen such a handsome farmer and his talented son."

Locke's old face flushed, and he quickly turned his head and said:

"Children's words have no restraints, children's words have no restraints."

However, the upward curve of his lips betrayed that he was in a good mood.

Appetizers are served——

Foie gras with figs, truffle-baked snails, and some kind of gold-dusted caviar that Dior and Locke had never seen before.

The boy carefully scooped a little with a silver spoon and put it into his mouth.

moment

His eyes widened.

“What is this?”

Locke looked at him with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

"It has no taste. I feel it's not worth the price."

"....."

"is it?"

Locke, who didn't believe it, also scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

"How is it?" Dio asked.

"The taste of adults?"

Locke smacked his lips. The fish roe was just like his first half of life.

The main theme is boring.

The main course was pan-fried duck breast with cherry sauce. The meat was so tender and juicy that it could be cut with just a light pressure of a knife and fork.

"Ok?"

"Ok!"

Just one bite, and Dio stopped talking and began to concentrate on finishing the delicious food in front of him. He cut carefully, his movements slow, as if he was afraid to drop a little bit of the food and miss any delicious taste.

"It's really delicious." Locke couldn't help but praise, "It just feels a little less"

"?!"

Before he could finish his words, his back suddenly tensed.

Locke also had that feeling.

Something is watching him?!

Not the curious guests in the restaurant, but something colder, more dangerous. That gaze slithered across the back of his neck like a venomous snake, making the hairs on his arms stand on end.

“Dio.”

Looking at Dio who was still eating heartily, Locke put down his glass and said calmly, "I'm going to the bathroom. You can eat slowly."

"Ah."

Dio mumbled a response with his mouth full of duck meat.

Standing up, Locke walked through the dimly lit corridor. Star Platinum's senses were fully activated, picking up any unusual movements amid the noisy voices.

“——Crack!”

Until an extremely slight, almost imperceptible sound of metal collision was heard from the back alley.

Pretending to adjust his cuffs, Locke turned sideways and summoned Star Platinum.

Then, using his super eyesight, he looked out through the glass window of the restaurant's back door.

I saw

A burly figure wearing a pure white porcelain mask stood deep in the alley.

1s, 2s

The man seemed to have finally noticed it. He slowly turned his head and stared into the air for a while.

The next second, the figure disappeared into the darkness like smoke.

Only a small pool of evaporating dark red liquid emitting black smoke was left on the ground.

Locke's heart sank.

Dio and what he sensed

It’s not an illusion!

Chapter 48 Metropolis Part 4: The Burning Man

The next morning.

Locke and Dio took a car to the Metropolis Annual Science and Technology Expo.

Outside the exhibition hall, a huge holographic projection rotated in the air, showing the latest quantum computer model, while below the projection, the crowd poured in like a tide.

As for Locke

His hand remained on Dio's shoulder.

Ever since he discovered he was being followed last night, he had been controlling the perception range of Star Platinum to maintain within a radius of ten meters.

"Dad!"

Dio pulled Locke's arm and pointed at a huge transparent sphere: "Is that VR?"

"pity."

“There are too many people queuing up.”

Dio curled his lips and looked at the long queue in front of him.

"How about you go get a drink, Dad? I'll be in line."

"."

"But," Locke's expression became a little tense, "you are alone."

"There are people here, what could happen?" Dio said speechlessly, "I still have the world."

"."

"Row."

Patting Dio on the shoulder, Locke sighed.