The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 229: Take a grandson?

"According to the latest news, a week ago, several ice sheets were restored in the North Pole overnight, and the original melting glaciers also appeared one after another. This abnormal imagination is incomprehensible and unexplainable. Experts are going to investigate the cause. Some religious people attribute it to a miracle, saying it is a gift from God."

God's gift?

Clark, who was eating breakfast, glanced at Mike who was preparing lunch for Gwen to take to school, and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

If it is a miracle, then his father... is a god?

These people are really interesting. The good is a miracle, and the bad is a punishment.

There is also that group of experts, I hope they won’t become bald because they can’t understand or explain clearly.

After their father and son were fighting that day, his dad, yes, it was the middle-aged man who was doing meaty buns. After using a new power, he restored the environment destroyed by their fighting. On a whim, many glaciers and ice fields have been created, and many glaciers and ice fields have been created, so that many of the Arctic, which has been continuously destroyed by the greenhouse effect, has been restored in recent years.

Should give him a medal of environmental protection ambassador.

Clark couldn't help but spit out in his heart, pressed his chest as he was accustomed, startled slightly, reacted, smiled and shook his head.

He gave the key to Mike for safekeeping. As for the spaceship, before leaving, they ice-sealed it in the ice and activated its shielding function.

As long as it is not destroyed by a glacier and is directly seen, the spaceship should not be found.

"Brother!"

Gwen, who had freshened himself, yawned, walked downstairs, and hugged Clark.

Clark kissed Gwen's little face, arranged Gwen's collar, and said: "This afternoon, I will pick you up from school, OK?"

Speaking softly is like a spring breeze, and the attitude is completely different from that of Eric and the others.

"No need!" Gwen shook his head and said, "I am already a big kid, so I can take the school bus back by myself."

Clark touched Gwen's head and said, "If you have anything, you must tell my brother."

"Hmm!"

Gwen nodded, smiled happily, ran to the kitchen, looked at the meat sandwiches that Mike was preparing, swallowed, and said, "Dad, how do you know I want to eat this?"

Mike smiled and said: "Because I am your father."

Last night, this little girl was crying Roujiamo when she was sleeping and talking in her sleep.

"Oh!"

Gwen smiled and took his breakfast, sat at the table, looked at Clark in a suit and leather shoes, and said: "Brother, are you going for an interview today?"

"Yes!"

"I hope you succeed in the interview!"

Gwen raised his palm.

Slap!

Clark and Gwen slapped their palms and said, "Wait for me to find a job, please eat something delicious."

"Hmm!"

Gwen ate the sandwich, lit his head frantically, rolled his eyes, and whispered to Clark: "I want to eat candy, all kinds of candy."

Clark reached out and flicked Gwen's forehead and said, "I don't want to be beaten by my father."

"Slightly!" Gwen stuck out his tongue and said, "Coward!"

Coward?

I’m afraid you don’t know how crazy your father is!

He remembered one time when the three of their brothers didn't finish their homework, and his dad used some monthly reading to get them to do their homework all day and night.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't help shivering.

"What are you talking about?"

Mike walked out with a lunch box, stuffed it into Gwen's backpack, and looked at the two curiously.

"Nothing."

Gwen shook his head.

Mike looked at the two suspiciously, and said to Clark: "Where are you going for an interview today?"

"The newspaper." Clark smiled and said, "I have been outside for so many years. I am quite experienced in taking pictures."

There was a box in his room, which was full of photos he sent in the mail. They were all taken when he was wandering outside. Mike organized all the photos and saved them for him.

Look at it now, it's full of memories.

"I'm full!"

Gwen finished his milk, picked up his schoolbag and walked out.

"Wait a minute, I will go with you."

Clark picked up the suit on the side and left with Gwen.

Looking at the back of the two of them, Mike smiled.

The house has become lively again.

Eric and Charles, it would be nice if they came back too.

However, remembering what they are going to do now...

It is estimated that it will be a long time, but Clarke has to find an opportunity to talk to them about his return.

Shaking his head, Mike ate breakfast leisurely and watched the news.

Gwen goes to school and Clark is also looking for a job. Does he have to find something for himself?

Mike groaned and muttered: "When the two of them come back, ask their opinions."

After eating breakfast, I packed up the tableware, and the boring Mike at home decided to play games on the Internet. When he wasted time, the doorbell of his house rang.

Who will come this time?

Mike walked to the door curiously. After opening the door, he looked at the man and woman at the door for a moment, then smiled.

Peggy Carter and Steve Rogers.

Looking at the arms of the two, when the two are about to say hello~IndoMTL.com~ Mike couldn't help but said: "Peggy, are you taking your grandson here?"

Steve’s face stiffened, Peggy Carter was stunned, let go of Steve, picked up his bag, smashed Mike, and said angrily: "You are my grandson. You bastard!"

Mike stepped back, pointed at Steve, and shouted, "Quick! Stop your grandma!"

"You dare to say it!"

Peggy Carter chased Mike and beat him up.

Steve looked at this scene and couldn't help smiling. The tension and restraint in his heart disappeared instantly.

It seems that the relationship between these two people is very good.

He sighed in his heart, couldn't help but smile, looking at Peggy Carter's figure with tenderness in his eyes.

This is a good girl, even if she has gray hair now, but in his eyes it is still the beautiful and proud English rose.

When I woke up, he couldn't recognize the world, but Peggy Carter's love didn't change a bit.

He just slept with a mortal heart, but Peggy Carter, with a heart of waiting, suffered for decades!

As long as he thinks of his Carter and spends every day thinking of him, his heart can't help but tremble.

So, how could he dislike Carter now?

"Huh!"

Peggy Carter supported his legs and looked at Mike angrily. Mike pointed to Steve at the door and said, "Hey, Steve will suffer some of it in the future."

Peggy Carter hummed softly, turned his head to look at Steve, and saw that he looked at him tenderly, his face turned red, and said: "Why look at me like this?"

"Because I want to make up for these decades."

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