"hehe!"
Kuchi laughed in a low voice, looked at Mike walking towards him, and said with difficulty: "I originally wanted you to inherit my position..."
"I am not interested."
"Is there any cigarette?"
"I don't smoke."
Kuqi was startled for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Haha..."
"I have it in my pocket."
Mike was silent for a moment, and Kuchi looked at Mike stubbornly, his eyes gradually becoming pleading.
Suddenly, Mike raised his gun, and in Couch's stunned eyes, he shot his head off.
"I told you, I don't smoke."
Mike said calmly, put away the gun, turned around and walked towards the gun he had just thrown away, and just bent down...
"boom!"
In a fierce explosion, Kuchi's body was blown to pieces, and blood and body parts were flying in the corridor, like dirt splashed on the wall by a madman.
Hearing the noise, Ruiwen walked to the door and carefully stuck her head out.
"Snapped!"
He put a hand on her face and said, "Don't look at it, it's dirty."
Raven breathed a sigh of relief.
It looks like Mike won.
He reached out and took off Mike's hand and said, "I haven't seen anything..."
He looked up, his face turned pale, and he turned to Mike and said, "You're so kind."
"I am already the child's father."
Raven choked.
At this moment, Mike lowered his body slightly and whispered something in his ear.
Raven looked at Mike pitifully and pointed to her still bleeding shoulder: "I'm so pitiful, can't you wait until my injury heals?"
Mike smiled slightly: "Perhaps, you can wait until I tell SHIELD, FBI or something about you."
Don't think he doesn't know that Ruiwen's body recovery ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and she also has tissue healing fluid.
Raven snorted softly, turned around and left, but two steps later, her face changed to look like Mike again.
Mike breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, he really came clean.
Arriving near the car that had been hidden in advance, Mike drove away.
Headquarters of the League of Assassins.
When Sloan received Mike's call, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and hung up the phone.
He stood up slowly, looked at the killers disguised as workers outside, and laughed softly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Sloan's laughter echoed in the empty office.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped, the joy on Sloan's face disappeared, and he walked out of the office after heaviness and sadness appeared on his face.
On the other side, Raven, who transformed into Mike, took care of her wounds, bought a plane ticket in Mike's image, and left New York.
As for Mike, after returning to Kent Farm, he handed over the management of Kent Farm to the people he had contacted in advance, and immediately left the farm with Clark, took the luggage that had been prepared, and left all the way north.
…
Three years later, in the northern United States, on the edge of a small town on Lake Superior, Mike's Good Tomorrow Farm.
Mike looked at the endless cornfield and showed a simple smile.
This year is another good harvest.
"Dad! Look!"
The three-year-old ran up to Mike laughing.
The black hair is slightly curly, and the blue eyes are as pure and flawless as the sky.
Clark Kent, Mike's son.
Clark extended his hand to Mike like he was offering a treasure.
Mike knelt down, rubbed Clark's head with a smile, and said, "What is this?"
Clark sniffed and said, "They are my friends, Little Green, Little White and Little Red."
Mike had a bad feeling in his heart.
Clark said the same thing last time, and ended up slinging a one-meter-long snake and introducing it to Mike.
"Let me see?"
Mike said nervously.
Clark stepped back and said warily: "You won't throw my friend away again!"
Mike said gently: "No."
Clark thought for a moment and opened his hand.
Three bugs of different colors struggled to move their furry bodies in Clark's palm.
Mike's expression changed, he grabbed Clark's hand, shook it hard, and the three bugs fell to the ground, then hugged Clark, got up and left.
The magic weapon of parents: falling out of love and being ruthless.
Clark was stunned for a moment and cried out "Wow".
"Dad lied to me! Dad lied to me!"
"Those bugs are poisonous."
"No, dad lied to me!"
"The bugs will bite your fingers!"
"I'm not afraid!"
"I'll make braised pork for you for lunch today."
"Woo, I want to eat two bowls, woo!"
The food offensive that parents use is a success!
…
Mike's home.
After preparing lunch for Clark, Mike looked at the little guy eating happily, smiled slightly, and silently read the system.
The system interface appears in my mind.
Host: Mike Kent.
Ability: Embodiment of memory fantasy.
Current ability level: Lv1.
Current upgrade progress: 50%.
Yes, you read that right, the upgrade progress has reached 50%!
He found a way to upgrade his abilities.
Since the system is called the Super Dad System, it is naturally related to children.
As Clark grows or completes an achievement, Mike's upgrade bar will recharge and Mike's power will grow.
Even though he has only grown by 30%, the embodied energy in his body is several times greater than before!
To his helplessness, he can still only materialize props and equipment.
Below Mike's profile, in Clark's section...
Son: Clark Kent (Kryptonian).
August 8, 1982: Clark learns to turn over.
October 1, 1982: Clark learns to sit.
November 29, 1982: Clark learns to crawl.
1982…
The originally empty page was filled with words, all of which were Clark's growth records.
Thinking of the bitter history of the past three years, Mike burst into tears.
Fortunately he didn't lead Clark astray.
Although Clark is only three years old, his Kryptonian power has already been initially revealed, and Mike has been teaching Clark to control his power, and has repeatedly warned Clark not to show his difference in front of outsiders.
The world looks bright and beautiful, but the hidden darkness is unimaginable.
Mutants who were dissected and studied, homeless people who were used for experiments...
Thinking of what he had seen in his previous career as an assassin, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Mike couldn't imagine what would happen if various research institutions discovered that Clark was different.
Clark is a good boy and very smart. In his contact with other children, he has realized that he is different from other children, so he listens to Mike and never shows his differences in front of others, which also reassures Mike. Quite a few.
Although he is sometimes willful, he only faces Mike.
Mike's solution was simple.
Braised pork.
There is no unhappiness that cannot be solved by a meal of braised pork. If there is... add a plate of caramelized apples and a donut.
In three years, Mike learned a lot, and he was more than enough to deal with Clark.