The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 53: What did you say?

Views:

In the hospital, Mike was pulled through a series of examinations, and after concluding that there was nothing serious and he just fainted, Hope, who followed him, breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happened to Mike because he saved her, and her good friend Clark lost his father, then Clark and the two boys would be too pitiful. What would she do then

Are you going to marry Clark at such a young age and even take on the important responsibilities of the two boys

Just thinking about it made her feel like the world was dark.

Looking at her expression, Charles couldn't help but use his ability to sense it, and then...

"Bah! What a beautiful thought!"

"What did you say?"

Hope looked at Charles suspiciously.

"Ah, I said you are so beautiful!"

Mike slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion at the right time.

"Dad! You wake up!"

Eric was pleasantly surprised.

"Is this or that?"

Mike looked around.

Clark and Charles blinked.

This performance is too fake.

"Uncle, this is a hospital, thank you for saving me!"

Hope said gratefully.

Mike smiled happily and said, "As long as you're fine."

Clark and Charles' mouths twitched.

You've had enough!

"Ahem! I'm fine, don't worry!"

Looking at the eyes of his two sons, Mike's old face turned red and returned to normal.

"You're awake!"

Hank Pym walked into the ward and looked at Mike who woke up with a smile.

Mike nodded to him and said: "That person..."

"Has been taken away." Hank Pym looked at Mike deeply.

Noticing the look in the other person's eyes, Mike's mouth twitched and said, "I think everything is fine. I can go home now."

"Let's take a closer look."

Hank Pym walked to the hospital bed and sat down, looked at the children, and said, "You guys go out, I have something to tell Mike."

The little guys looked at each other, turned around and walked out, obediently closing the door.

"You did it, right?"

Hank Pym put it bluntly.

"What?"

Mike blinked, his quizzical look just right.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it." Hank Pym didn't care about this and smiled at Mike: "Anyway, you are not a bad person, and I am not from there anymore."

"what are you talking about?"

You want me to admit it, ha!

Hank Pym shrugged, changed the subject, and said, "I'm going to leave here in a while."

"Huh?" Mike looked at Hank Pym doubtfully and said, "Are you in any trouble?"

"Trouble? That's right!" Hank Pym sighed leisurely, leaned back, and said slowly: "Someone where I used to work wanted to secretly copy my research results, and I broke up with them. , some people didn’t give up and even spied on me, which made me very annoyed.”

"Today, with the help of someone, I defeated the mutant, and many people saw it. Hope continues to go to school here, and people may say some unwarranted gossip."

"Just in time, now take advantage of this opportunity to leave here."

Mike nodded in understanding.

"My new company has been established and is located in San Francisco. I have time to go there."

"no problem!"

"By the way, I didn't tell them what you helped me with."

"What?"

"Haha!" Hank Pym smiled and nodded at the microphone and said, "You are too cautious! If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can contact me."

Mike smiled.

"Oh, by the way, before I leave, I plan to leave you a gift. I hope you like it."

Hank Pym knocked on the armrest of the chair, stood up, and said, "Hope and I will go back first, you can do it yourself."

Mike blinked and said, "Then I won't give it away."

"Ha! You guy!"

With a laugh and a curse, Hank Pym turned and left.

Listening to the farewells outside, Mike fell to the ground in despair.

It seems that he does not have the material to be an actor.

"Not as good as Charles!"

"Dad, you called me?"

Charles poked his little head out of the doorway.

Mike waved to the three of them and said, "Let's go home!"

"Dad, you should live here honestly!"

Eric said seriously.

Mike was stunned, and then slapped his forehead.

He winked at Clark and spoke telepathically with Charles, but did not send a signal to Eric.

"You didn't tell him?"

Mike looked at Clark and Charles.

The two shook their heads and said, "We thought you would say that."

Mike laughed out loud, stretched out his arms to hug Eric, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, are your dad and I getting hurt that easily?"

Eric was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "You are acting!"

"Ha ha!"

The three of them laughed out loud.

Eric's face darkened, and when he was about to get angry, Mike rubbed his head and said, "I knew Eric cared about me the most. Thank you, son."

Eric smiled innocently, and his mood turned bright in an instant.

After packing their things, Mike's family left the hospital.

The mutant attack that occurred in the school was suppressed and only spread in the town. As time passed, when it became an old thing and no longer brought any freshness to people, the school became like It was like nothing had happened and everything was back to normal again.

Time is such a good thing.

It not only allows people to forget, but also allows people to grow. It can bring people apart and reunite them.

After that incident, less than a month later, Hank Pym and his family moved away.

Before leaving, he left a document bag for Mike.

Inside was a set of keys and proof of a property in New York City.

It is a villa located in a wealthy area of New York.

However, Mike didn't have time to look at it for the time being. After writing down the address, he threw it aside.

Before leaving, in order to thank Hank Pym for the gift, Mike treated him and Hope to a hot pot meal.

When Hank Pym saw the red soup, he was so moved that he cried. Mike was very happy about this, and reluctantly took out a bottle of white wine from his collection and drank it happily.

In response, on the third day after he left, Hank Pym made a special call from thousands of miles away to greet Mike cordially.

Time flies so fast, Clark will soon have his eleventh birthday, and Charles and Eric will be eight years old.

In the past few days, Mike was busy celebrating their birthdays, preparing gifts for them, and warned them not to invite any strange people to their birthdays.

Until now, he still clearly remembered the scene where Clark invited several aunts who were similar to Mike's age to attend the birthday party on Clark's birthday two months ago, hoping to facilitate a good relationship between him and a certain person.

That scene made Mike extremely embarrassed.

It was also at that time that he realized his image in the eyes of those women.

A rich and handsome single dad, a perfect marriage or remarriage partner, a golden bachelor.