The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 121: 18

The ticking rain gradually diminished, and when it was blown by the wind, it fluttered back and forth like cow hair, falling on people, bringing a hint of coldness.

Howard's farewell ceremony has ended, and the old man has been buried in the cemetery.

Mike watched from a distance, until everyone was almost gone, then he held his umbrella and slowly walked towards the other's tombstone.

Obviously, more than one thinks like him.

Mike nodded to Peggy Card. The two stood in front of the tombstone, while Tony stood and watched silently not far behind them. Maria had been sent back by Tony because of excessive sadness.

Peggy Carter looked at Howard's tombstone. After all, this weather-beaten English rose couldn't hold back, her eyes were red and tears were left.

This is her last old friend.

This is a comrade-in-arms, close friends who have fought together with her against Hydra, created S.H.I.E.L.D., and have struggled together for decades.

She wiped away her tears gently, smiled at Mike, and said: "Until now, I will think this is a joke made by the other party. I will jump out from below and laugh at me for crying ugly."

Mike thought about it. With Howard's personality, this kind of thing can really be done.

Peggy Carter twitched and looked at Mike, "Actually, Howard and I envy your life."

"You are too tired to live."

Peggy Card nodded, sighed, and said: "Perhaps, but this is our choice. We always feel that we can do something for this world."

Mike looked at each other and said, "I admire you very much."

Perhaps, most superheroes have this kind of mentality, a sense of responsibility that everyone has, but many people do not realize it, or are abandoned by them, but are amplified by superheroes.

"I am going to retire."

Peggy Carter said suddenly.

Mike nodded.

"But Tony and Maria I will let people watch, and I will not leave SHIELD until they are sure that their lives are not disturbed."

After hearing this, Mike raised his eyebrows and said: "They can find me if they are in trouble."

Anyway, he and the old man are friends.

Peggy Carter smiled, and said: "With your words, he is relieved."

"That's right." Peggy Carter turned around and said, "What do you think of Nick Fury?"

"Huh?" Mike was taken aback, his face was weird and said: "Don't ask me this kind of question, I'm not familiar with him."

"I understand."

"?"

What do you understand?

Mike's mouth twitched, but he still didn't forget the purpose of coming today.

Putting a chrysanthemum in the flower pile in front of the tombstone, Mike got up and said to Peggy Carter: "Goodbye."

Peggy Card nodded, still standing quietly in front of the tombstone.

She wants to spend more time with her old friends.

Mike walked to his car, but was stopped by Tony in front of the car.

Mike looked at the tired Tony in confusion, and said: "What's the matter?"

Tony looked at Mike, his mouth opened, but the name'uncle' couldn't be called out. He took out a file bag and said, "The old man left you with a gift that should have been given to you long ago."

Mike swept his eyes and said: "I accept my mind, I won't accept anything."

He has guessed what's inside.

Tony handed the bag forward again, and said: "This is something he confessed before he died. If it doesn't work well, he will come back and find me."

The corner of Mike's eyes twitched.

This way of persuading people is really unique.

He glanced, reached out to take it, nodded to Tony, and said: "Take care of Maria."

"I know."

Tony nodded.

Mike opened the door, pulled down the window after getting in the car, and shouted at Tony. When he turned his head, he said, "Howard told me that you are his pride."

Tony felt his heart shrink together, took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, and said: "Thank you."

Mike closed the car window, looked at Tony who was leaving quickly, and sighed softly: "An era is about to end."

The next era will be the era of superheroes.

A superhero?

Thinking of the three in his own family, Mike's eyes are full of expectation.

I really don’t know what role these three boys will play in the future.

"Haha!"

Thinking about the future, Mike couldn't help laughing.

Probably, it will be fun.

He lowered his head and glanced at the file bag in his hand, and with a groan, he opened it.

Sure enough, as he expected, there was an exaggerated check and a letter in it.

Putting the check into the file bag, Mike smiled and shook his head, opening the letter from Howard to himself.

After a glance, Mike couldn't help but smile and put it back in the envelope.

Well, although he didn't work hard to make money, he became a rich man.

……

Time will always slip away inadvertently, leaving only memories and some unique flavors.

Mike's house.

Buck!

The moment the sliced ​​meat and oil came into contact, a strong aroma emerged.

Mike was cooking the meat slices, and said to Clark, who was helping to wash the vegetables: "Clark, don't you have anything to tell me?"

The eighteen-year-old Clarke said without hesitation: "No!"

Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Really not?"

Clark was silent, put the dishes aside, picked up the freshly washed apples and stuffed them into his mouth, and walked out with a plate of apples, and said vaguely: "I don't understand what dad are you talking about?"

Mike chuckled and said, "I remember you need to hold a prom, have you found a good partner?"

Silence...

There is no answer for a long time.

Mike turned his head and looked, Clark had disappeared in the kitchen.

"This kid."

Mike let out a laugh.

Clark is already eighteen years old, and he is still an innocent boy.

Yes, that's the kind of love that I haven't talked about before.

Such a situation, in such a country, is simply incredible.

As for Hope...

Although Clark has always been in close contact with him, he didn't mean to develop into a boyfriend or girlfriend. On the contrary, he was like... a girlfriend.

Perhaps, Clark has always been too low-key in school, otherwise, with Clark's appearance, he would have been out of order.

I didn’t see Charles’s **** changing several times a year~IndoMTL.com~ Even Eric talked about it twice.

Wait...

Mike suddenly remembered a very important thing.

Isn't Clark worried...that?

Mike poured the dishes on the plate and squeezed his chin, thinking he should talk to Clark.

Bringing the fried dishes to the restaurant, the father and son were eating dinner while talking about some interesting things. As they said, the topic was brought to Clark's prom by Mike.

Clark frowned and said, "I won't go to any prom."

"This won't work!"

Without waiting for Mike to speak, Charles shouted: "The high school prom must be attended. This is very important."

Eric nodded and said: "This is the last time you played like a child before you become an adult. It is the end and starting point of the next stage in your life. You should go!"