The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 7: Clark’s hammer

　　　　 Mike’s house, kitchen.

　　 Clark was happily eating a plate of braised pork. Seeing Mike looking at him with a smile, he hesitated, found the smallest piece of meat from the bowl, and brought it to Mike's mouth with a fork.

　　 Mike shook his head, his chopsticks moved up and down, and said with a smirk: "I will clip one by myself."

　　 Clark pushed the meat in front of Mike and watched Mike pick up the largest piece of meat. His small greasy mouth grew slowly. When Mike was about to feed his mouth, he swallowed his saliva and said: "Dad, okay, is it delicious?"

　　 "I haven't eaten yet!"

　　 "I will try it for you!"

　　 "You are for me!"

　　 Mike made a thinking look, then made a face to Clark, and said, "No!"

　　, he put the meat directly into his mouth, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Wow, it's delicious!"

　　 Clark was crying, feeling like he was wrong.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 Looking at Clark's expression, Mike laughed happily.

　　 Clark grinned at Mike fiercely, but stuffed the meat from the fork into Mike's mouth.

　　 Mike was taken aback, and touched Clark's head, his heart warm.

　　 This child was not raised in vain.

　　 "You eat slowly, Dad will wash the dishes."

　　 Mike got up, packed up his dishes and walked to the kitchen, but when he walked to the door, he turned to Clark and said, "Don't just eat meat!"

　　 Clark grinned, and put a piece of broccoli into his mouth in front of Mike, but when Mike turned around, he quietly threw it into the trash can.

　　 "Clark, it's not right to waste food."

　　 Clark looked at Mike, his eyes widened.

　　 Does his father have eyes behind his head? He obviously didn't turn his head, how do you know that he didn't eat?

　　 "Oh, I know!"

　　 Clark replied loudly, but he stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, and then his face cautiously stuffed the enemy of vegetables into his mouth, bulging his small mouth, chewing indiscriminately. He swallowed.

　　 Soon, after Clark finished his lunch, he took his plates and bowls, jumped off the chair, and ran to the kitchen.

　　 After a while, Mike finished cleaning the kitchen, picked up Clark, who was helping, and walked upstairs.

　　When 　　 went upstairs, Clark, who had a siesta habit, was already lighting his head.

　　 put Clark on the bed and said, "Dad, go out, don’t run around when you wake up."

　　 "Oh! Dad will be back soon."

　　 Clark said in a daze, then closed his eyes.

　　 Mike covered Clark with a blanket, then turned and left the room.

　　 After a meal, Clark usually sleeps for an hour. He wants to take advantage of this time to prepare a surprise for Clark.

　　 Tomorrow, Clark is going to school.

　　He is going to buy some things for kindergarten.

　　 Locked the door, Mike drove towards the town.

　　 schoolbag, paintbrush, eraser...

　　He has already thought about the things he bought.

　　Leaving Clark at home alone, he is still a little worried.

　　 "It only takes forty minutes to go back and forth, Clark will sleep for about an hour, and there will be no accidental killing of a thief..."

　　 whispered, Mike's speed increased a lot.

　　……

　　 Clark’s room.

　　 After hearing Mike’s car rang, Clark, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes, rolled happily on the bed twice, got up from the bed, and dragged out a bunch of toys from under his bed. Played by myself.

　　Sometimes he doesn't want to sleep, he will learn from the people on the TV to pretend to sleep, and then after Mike is gone, he plays quietly in the room by himself.

　　 "I am the messenger of justice! Red Skull, die!"

　　 Clark whispered while holding a toy in his left hand, while holding a Captain America toy in his other hand, the two collided in mid-air.

　　 Thinking of the story his father told him, Clark couldn't help but get excited.

　　 Then...

　　 Click!

　　 Captain America’s little hand was crushed to pieces.

　　 Clark was taken aback, his eyes flushed.

　　 This is one of his favorite toys.

　　 "Woohoo!"

　　 Clark sobbed softly, wiped his tears, and collected the fragments of Captain America’s toy. He looked at the red skull toy on the ground, poked his mouth, and poked his fingers lightly, saying, "It’s all weird. You, blame you! Captain America was accidentally pinched to death by me!"

　　 threw away the red skull toy, Clark came to the window, wanted to see if his father had come back, and then his eyes widened suddenly...

　　 He saw a naked man rushing from a distance, and then rushed into his warehouse.

　　 blinked, Clark thought for a while and exclaimed: "This is the perverted thief that Dad and I told me!?"

　　 Thief!

　　Be a good person with a sense of justice!

　　 Protect your family and family!

　　 Thinking of the Captain America who was crushed by him, thinking of the reason his father told him, Clark came to a conclusion in his little head.

　　 The thief is a bad guy, and the bad guy will be knocked down!

　　 He took a deep breath, walked to the side of the pass, stretched out his hand to raise his bed, and after boosting his confidence, he clenched his fist to cheer himself up, opened the door of the room and rushed downstairs with a righteous look.

　　 trot all the way to the door of the warehouse, Clark took a deep breath, opened the door carefully and walked in~IndoMTL.com~ He must catch the thief and not let him run away!

　　 As soon as he entered the warehouse, his keen hearing noticed the thief's breathing.

　　 He turned his head, picked up a rake and turned it upside down in his hand. When he found that it was too light to be suitable for his hand, he threw it away, picked up a hammer taller than him, and strode over.

　　 "I found you! Damn thief!"

　　 Along with Clark's cry, he suddenly appeared in front of the thief.

　　 I saw the thief squatting behind the wooden wall where tools were piled up in the warehouse. He seemed to be in pain, shaking slightly and sweating profusely.

　　 Logan was startled when he heard the call, but after looking up at Clark, who was standing in front of him with a huge hammer, his face was righteous, he couldn't help but smile.

　　What a cute child.

　　 Looking at the other person’s smile, Clark was taken aback, and then angrily said: "Are you laughing at me? Perverted thief!"

　　Speaking, Clark picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed it at Logan.

　　 Logan was taken aback.

　　 This kid is so strong that he can move such a big hammer.

　　 But, after all, he is a child.

　　 Logan smiled faintly, raised his hand, and grabbed the falling hammer.

　　 Even if he is in a bad state, he hasn't adapted to the Edman alloy just injected into his body, but he still needs to deal with this kid...

　　 "Boom!"

　　 There was a muffled noise, and the moment Logan grabbed the hammer, he screamed badly in his heart and couldn't react at all. He stared at his round eyes and was hammered out by a hammer.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 He hung on the wall like a painting.

　　 Logan looked at Clark in shock, and couldn't help but vomit: "Fak! This is a monster in a child's coat!"