The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 53: What did you say?

　　 In the hospital, Mike was pulled by someone to do a series of checks, and he concluded that there was nothing serious, but he passed out, letting Hope who followed him breathe a sigh of relief.

　　If something happened to Mike to save her, her good friend Clark lost his father, then Clark and the two boys would be too pitiful, what should she do?

　　 Are you going to marry Clark at a young age, and even take on the heavy responsibility of those two boys?

　　 As long as she thinks about this, she feels the world is gloomy.

　　Looking at her expression, Charles couldn't help but feel it with his ability, and then...

　　"Bah! The beauty of thinking!"

　　 "What did you say?"

　　 Hope looked at Charles suspiciously.

　　 "Ah, I said you are so beautiful!"

　　 Mike slowly opened his eyes, with a dull and confused look in his eyes.

　　 "Dad! You woke up!"

　　 Eric was pleasantly surprised.

　　 "This is that?"

　　 Mike looked around for the next four weeks.

　　 Clark and Charles stared blankly.

　　 This performance is too fake.

　　 "Uncle, this is the hospital, thank you for saving me!"

　　 Hope thankful.

　　 Mike smiled comfortedly, and said: "It's fine if you are fine."

　　 Clark and Charles' mouths twitched.

　　 Enough of you!

　　 "Cough! I'm fine, don't worry!"

　　 Looking at the eyes of the two sons, Mike blushed and returned to normal.

　　 "You woke up!"

　　 Hank Pym walked into the ward and looked at Mike who woke up with a smile.

　　 Mike nodded to it and said: "That person..."

　　 "I have been taken away." Hank Pim looked at Mike deeply.

　　 noticed the other person’s eyes, Mike twitched the corners of his mouth, and said: "I think it’s all right now. I can go home now."

　　 "Let’s observe more."

　　 Hank Pim went to the hospital bed and sat down, looked at the children, and said: "You go out, I have something to tell Mike."

　　 The little guys looked at each other, turned around and walked out, and closed the door obediently.

　　 "You did it, right?"

　　 Hank Pym said directly.

　　 "What?"

　　 Mike blinked, his puzzled expression just right.

　　 "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it." Hank Pim didn't care about it, and smiled at Mike: "Anyway, you're not a bad person, and I'm not from there anymore."

　　 "What the **** are you talking about?"

　　 wants me to admit it, huh!

　　 Hank Pym shrugged, turned around and said, "I will be leaving here in a while.

　　 "Huh?" Mike looked at Hank Pim in confusion, and said, "Is something troublesome?"

　　 "Trouble? Think of it!" Hank Pim sighed, leaning back, and slowly said: "Where I originally worked, someone wanted to copy my research results secretly. I and them It’s breaking, some people still don’t give up, and they watch me secretly, which makes me very annoying."

　　"Today, with the help of someone, I was seen by many people about the fact that I defeated that mutant. Hope continues to go to school here, and maybe people will be talked about some unnecessary gossip."

　　 "Just right, now take this opportunity to leave here."

　　 Mike nodded, expressing understanding.

　　 "My new company has been established. It is in San Francisco. I have time to go there to play."

　　 "No problem!"

　　 "By the way, I didn't tell them what you helped me."

　　 "What?"

　　 "Haha!" Hank Pim smiled and nodded Mike, and said, "You guys are too cautious! If you have any trouble in the future, you can contact me."

　　 Mike smiled.

　　 "Oh, yes, before I leave, I plan to leave you a present, I hope you like it."

　　 Hank Pim knocked on the arm of the chair, stood up, and said, "I and Hope will go back first, you can do it yourself."

　　 Mike blinked and said, "Then I won't give it away."

　　 "Heh! You guy!"

　　 laughed and cursed, Hank Pym turned and left.

　　 Listening to the farewell sound outside, Mike collapsed on the bed.

　　 It seems that he has no plans to be an actor.

　　"Not as good as Charles!"

　　 "Dad, do you call me?"

　　 Charles showed his small head from the door.

　　 Mike beckoned to the three of them, and said: "Let’s go home!"

　　 "Dad, you should live here honestly!"

　　 Eric said solemnly.

　　 Mike was stunned, and then he patted his forehead.

　　 He winked at Clark and spoke to Charles, but he didn't give Eric a signal.

　　 "You didn't tell him?"

　　 Mike looked at Clark and Charles.

　　 The two shook their heads, and said: "We thought you would say it."

　　 Mike laughed, stretched out his hand to hug Eric, and smiled: "Silly boy, do I get hurt so easily?"

　　 Eric was taken aback and exclaimed: "You are acting!"

　　 "Haha!"

　　 Mike laughed out loud.

　　 Eric's face turned dark, and when he was about to go crazy, Mike rubbed his head and said: "I know Eric cares about me most. Thank you, son."

　　 Eric smiled sullenly, and the cloudy turned into clear in an instant.

　　 Packed up, the Mikes left the hospital.

　　……

　　 The mutant attack that happened in the school was pushed down by someone, but it was spread in the small town. As time passed, when it became an old thing and didn’t give people a sense of freshness, the school It seemed as if nothing had happened~IndoMTL.com~ was back to normal again.

　　Time is really a good thing.

　　 It can not only make people forget, but also make people grow, it can bring distinction, and it can also reunite people.

　　 Less than a month after that incident, the Hank Pym family moved out.

　　 Before leaving, he left Mike a bag of papers.

　　 Inside is a bunch of keys and a real estate certificate in New York City.

　　 is a villa located in the affluent district of New York.

　　 However, Mike didn't have time to see it for a while, and after writing down the address, he threw it aside.

　　 Before leaving, Mike thanked Hank Pym for his gift and invited him and Hope to have a hot pot.

　　 When Hank Pim saw the red soup, he was moved and cried. Mike was very pleased with this, and he took out a bottle of white wine in his collection instead of having a good drink.

　　 In response, Hank Pym called from a thousand miles away on the third day after leaving, and greeted Mike cordially.

　　Time flies quickly, and Clark soon passed his eleventh birthday, and Charles and Eric were also eight years old.

　　 In the past few days, Mike is busy celebrating their birthdays, preparing gifts for them, and warning them that they are not allowed to invite strangers on their birthdays.

　　 Until now, he still clearly remembers that two months ago, on Clark’s birthday, Clark invited several aunts who were similar to Mike to the birthday party, in order to promote a good deed between him and a certain person.

　　 That scene made Mike extremely embarrassed.

　　 It was at that time that he knew his image in the eyes of those women.

　　 A rich and handsome single dad, perfect marriage or remarriage, a golden bachelor.