The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 136: Decision

　　hu!

　　 The father and son put down the tableware, exhaled for a long time, their faces filled with satisfaction.

　　 comfortable!

　　"Dad made it delicious." Eric praised and said: "It's still the original taste."

　　 Charles smiled and said: "Sometimes, I really doubt whether you have been in China, Dad, or were Chinese in your previous life."

　　 Mike froze, pinched his chin and muttered, "Is that obvious?"

　　"Hahaha!" Charles smiled, and said: "Your affection for China is obviously beyond ordinary people."

　　 Eric nodded and said with a weird face: "I remember, when you read the news, when it talks about China, you read it very seriously, and even when it talks about China’s bad things, you still sneered and scolded. The person is a pig."

　　 Charles pointed his finger and said: "You can make delicious Chinese dishes during Chinese festivals, and even bargain prices in Chinatown in Chinese. You have a clear good impression of China..."

　　He looked up at Mike, with a weird expression on his face: "Dad, don't you have anything to do with Hua Guo? For example, have a heart-to-heart love story with a Chinese man?"

　　 Mike shrugged indifferently, then patted Charles's forehead, patted Charles' gossip expression, and said in disgust, "Go, there is no love!"

　　 Mike smiled and picked up the tableware, and said: "I just like Hua Guo!"

　　 I like it to my bones.

　　 added silently in his heart, and Mike turned and walked into the kitchen.

　　 "I will make a cup of coffee."

　　 Eric got up and walked outside the door.

　　 Charles turned around and shouted, "Boil two more cups, and I want both of my father and I."

　　 Eric waved his hand to express his understanding, opened the door and walked out.

　　 took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, patted it with his hand, and after a cigarette popped out, he held it in his mouth, touched his pocket, and even forgot to take the lighter.

　　 patted his forehead, and when he was about to go back to the room to get the lighter, one hand held the lighter and stretched out from him.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 He was taken aback and smiled at Charles.

　　 "You know, you can't help but come and smoke."

　　 Charles lit it for him, stuffed the lighter into his pocket, and said: "I'm going to make coffee, and...just smoke less."

　　Eric nodded, and let out a puff of cigarette leisurely, with a pleasant expression.

　　 A cold wind blew, Eric shivered, but the smoke that he vomited hit his face head-on, making him cough.

　　 couldn't help but cursed in his heart, Eric stubbornly spit out a cigarette again into the wind, when the smoke hit his face, he turned his head and avoided, couldn't help but laugh.

After 　　 smiled, a blank color flashed under his eyes.

　　 They went home, but what is he going to do next?

　　With his academic qualifications, he will definitely have no worries about food and drink in his entire life, but he will not be happy when he thinks about it for the rest of his life.

　　 With a finger pick, the metal lighter in his pocket floated out, flying and turning at his fingertips.

　　His ability has become stronger and stronger in the past few years.

　　 He always felt that God gave him this ability for a reason.

　　 But now he has not found the reason.

　　 For these, he believes Charles feels the same.

　　When they were in college, they had discussed this issue, but it turned out... but they didn't discuss it.

　　 In other words, they are actually vaguely aware of what they need to do, but they dare not take the first step.

　　After smoking a cigarette, his mind is still very confused, Eric cursed in a low voice, pinched out the cigarette **** in his hand, then shook his head with a wry smile, and strode back to the house.

　　 opened the door, and there was only the sound of the TV. He looked up and saw Mike and Charles sitting on the sofa, watching the news seriously, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were about to call the two of them. I was also attracted by the news on TV.

　　 The news about mutants is being broadcast on TV.

　　 Several mutant children were arrested for using their abilities to commit crimes. When they were arrested, they were still shouting the name of the Black Queen.

　　 Then, there was another news record, in which the Black Queen led the mutants of Hellfire for so many years.

　　 Eric watched, walked slowly to the sofa, and sat beside Mike.

　　The news is not over yet, it is still broadcasting news about mutants.

　　Some people condemn mutants, and some even say that mutants are monsters. Mutants are criminals. Of course, there are also people who sympathize with mutants...

　　 Mike noticed their expressions and turned off the TV directly.

　　 The two were silent, their expressions very solemn and dazed.

　　 For a moment, Charles broke the silence first.

　　He forced a smile and said, "It's better to be a kid."

　　 TV will always show cartoons.

　　 He suddenly remembered the encrypted channel he accidentally saw when he robbed the TV signal box with Eric.

　　 That time, I was really impressed, but after that, he has watched it once, even if he hasn't watched it once.

　　Because after a series of actual battles, he suddenly felt that this thing is just like that...

　　 His mind suddenly turned a bit, Charles hurriedly converged, put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back lightly, and sighed.

　　 Eric shook his head and said: "But we can't be children forever."

　　 The two fell silent.

　　 Mike got up, brought coffee to the two of them, sat across from them, pushed the coffee in front of them, and tried it himself.

　　 is very bitter, but after the bitterness, it is very fragrant, and there is even a hint of sweetness that continues to spread.

　　 He looked at the two and suddenly said, "Are you really not thinking about it?"

　　 The two slammed their heads up to look at Mike~IndoMTL.com~ with a wrong expression, but they felt relaxed after being seen through.

　　 The two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they couldn't help laughing when they saw Mark smiling at them.

　　 "Let’s talk about your own ideas, and don’t worry about me, I’m not as rigid as you think."

　　, Mike winked at the two of them and smiled: "Perhaps, I can give you some suggestions."

　　 The two nodded, and after a few seconds of silence, Eric said: "Dad, Charles and I came to this world to let us do something? Otherwise, why do we have this ability."

　　 Mike put down the cup in his hand and said, "What? This ability is yours. No matter what you do, it is your own choice! It is not for you to do something, but what you are willing to do with this ability. ."

　　 "As long as you are willing, even if it is picking up trash, you will be happy to pick it up."

　　 "Think about it, what do you want to do with them."

　　 The two fell silent, and Charles smiled bitterly: "Actually, we have already had an idea before, but I'm afraid that Dad will object to you."

　　 Mike raised his eyebrows, but he already had the answer in his mind.

　　 Eric said: "We have to do something for mutants."

　　

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