The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 60: The battle in the yard

　　 After finding a fir tree about the same height as Mike to make a Christmas tree, Mike's family of four began to dress up the home and Christmas tree.

　　 In fact, other people have already started preparing for Christmas, but the Mike family only has an atmosphere for Christmas, so every time it is approaching Christmas Eve, they will start dressing up.

　　 They are very fast, and they are all different in just one afternoon.

　　 The next day, Christmas Eve.

　　 Mike got up early, and looked at the falling snow outside, showing a smile.

　　 It's snowing.

　　Getting breakfast, Mike called out to the three brothers. Except for Clark's obedient waking up, Eric and Charles were still sealed by the quilt and struggled hard.

　　 After a moment, Clark walked downstairs, rubbing his messy hair.

　　 "Dad, good morning."

　　 Mike nodded, and passed the bread with jam in his hand.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Clark said politely, took a bite of the bread, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, as if thinking of something interesting, a pair of blue eyes flashed with a smile.

　　 Just as the two were about to finish their breakfast, Eric and Charles screamed and ran down the stairs.

　　 "It's snowing! Woohoo!"

　　 "Dad, why didn't you call me earlier!"

　　 Mike's face turned dark, and he looked at Charles, who was justified, and flicked his forehead with his fingers.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 Charles grieved Baba.

　　 Mike said coldly: "Call you, did you get up?"

　　 Clark followed Charles’s tone and said: "Dear father, I will sleep for a while, just a while..."

　　 "Hahaha!" Eric laughed at Charles.

　　 Charles blushed and pointed to Eric and said, "You are not the same!"

　　 Eric disdainfully said: "I got up three seconds earlier than you!"

　　"What can you do in three seconds?"

　　 "Anyway, it's three seconds earlier than you!"

　　 "You..."

　　 "Eat!"

　　 Mike said coldly.

　　Charles and Eric: Nice jpg.

　　 If you want to keep these two quarreling, it will only be endless.

　　 Clark pointed out and said, "Hurry up!"

　　 The two smiled, like a cat stealing a fish, looking at the snow outside, they are already eager to try.

　　 After eating the bread and eggs, the two little guys who didn't even wash their faces rushed into the yard and started running in the snow.

　　 Mike smiled and shook his head, grabbed Clark who wanted to go out, and said: "Go, take off the gloves and hat."

　　 "I don't need it!"

　　 "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about them."

　　 "Oh..."

　　 Clark went upstairs quickly, and Mike began to pack up the utensils.

　　 The snow is flying, but the happiness of the children cannot be destroyed.

　　 While washing the dishes, Mike looked at the three people through the window, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　 They were running around in the yard, and they started to build snowmen in the yard, but the piles were more uglier than the other.

　　 After the ugliest pile of Eric was ridiculed by the two, he rushed up angrily and smashed all the three snowmen to pieces.

　　 "Ah! My father was crushed!"

　　 Charles wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Eric bitterly.

　　 Clark was taken aback, and said: "You piled up Dad?"

　　 "Yeah? Very similar!"

　　 "I thought you piled up a short-necked pig."

　　 "Hahahaha!"

　　 Eric’s laughter was about to come out.

　　 Charles's face was dark, he bent down and kneaded a snow ball, and slammed it hard at Eric.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 The snowball hit Eric's face, blurring his facial features, making laughter stuck in his throat.

　　 "Hahaha! Deserve it!"

　　 Charles laughed at Eric, and Clark couldn't help but **** his mouth.

　　 Eric became stiff, reached out his hand to wipe the snow off his face, dug out two snow **** angrily and threw them out.

　　 "Boom, boom!"

　　 The snowball flew by, one passed by, and the other landed on Clark's head.

　　 Eric looked at Clark awkwardly with a flattering smile. After seeing Clark looked at him with a bad look, he turned and ran, still croaking in his mouth.

　　 "Don't come here!"

　　 Clark sneered and hurried to catch up.

　　 The snowball flew around for a while, Charles also joined the battle, and Clark soon smashed Eric into a snow kid.

　　 "You forced me!"

　　 Eric pointed at the two, roared, turned and ran into the utility room.

　　 When Clark and Charles looked at each other, Eric rushed out with a sneer and stood in front of the two, holding hands with virtual hands. In their surprised eyes, several shovels and an iron basin appeared behind Eric , Like a peacock on the screen...

　　 "Ha! Take it to death!"

　　 Eric said coldly, and with a wave of his palm, the shovel and iron basin began to move.

　　 "Whoo, whoo!"

　　 A snowball rained on Clark and Charles.

　　 The two turned and ran.

　　 "Hahahaha! Have the ability to stop me!"

　　 Eric smiled wildly, waving his arms, launching a powerful offensive against the two.

　　 Charles and Clark separated, hid in a corner, and exhaled softly.

　　 This time, I should be able to hide for a while.

　　 But what he didn't notice was that an iron basin had quietly appeared above his head, and it was full of cold white snow.

　　 In the next second, Shirayuki poured down and hit Charles, burying him in.

　　 "Hahahaha!"

　　 Eric laughed happily.

　　 Just then, he saw several snowballs flying towards him quickly.

　　 panicked, the shovel flew around him, blocking snowballs for him.

　　 Just when he was proud, he saw Clark moving quickly like a phantom, and one by one snowballs smashed over.

　　 is terrible!

　　 Eric screamed~IndoMTL.com~ hurriedly controlled the shovel to block his face, then waved his palm, the iron basin appeared, protecting himself.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Eric let out a sigh of relief looking at the snowballs being blocked.

　　 "Eric!"

　　 With a cry of anger, Charles strode out, and his two index fingers in his right hand lightly tapped his temple, his eyes fixed on Eric, and the invisible spiritual power began to surge.

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Eric's mouth twitched.

　　 The next second, he was controlled by Charles, and the ‘protection’ flying around him fell off.

　　 "Brother! Come on! Bury him with snow!"

　　 Clark clenched his fists and sneered. After a few quick turns around Eric, a little snowman appeared in the yard.

　　 Charles dissipated the power of his mind and made a face at Eric. Clark looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

　　 "It's too much!"

　　 Eric struggling to run out of the snow, and with a wave of his arm, the battle started again.

　　 Watching the "battle" in the yard, Mike smiled happily.

　　For some reason, he watched the play of the three children, as if he had seen a big battle.

　　 came to the yard with a smile, and Mike shouted to the three of them: "Be careful, don’t catch a cold."

　　 Clark is okay, but Charles and Eric...

　　 "Huh?"

　　 At this moment, Mike watched the three people looking at him in unison, and he stunned, and said: "I warn you, don't mess around!"

　　 "Wow! Catch Dad!"

　　 Charles yelled, and the three moved quickly.

　　 Flying snowballs came, and Mike twitched the corner of his mouth, turned and ran.

　　 For a time, laughter filled the entire yard.