The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 44: Father and Son (1/2)

These two little guys have a lot of guts.

Mike shook his head helplessly.

He didnt expect the two to make such a decision.

But what they just said really touched him.

Especially

Dad is dad!

There is only this one dad in this life!

As an old father, Mike felt that the softest place in his heart was hit hard by these two little ones.

Almost Tears filled his eyes.

Dad, you can cry if you want.

Clark patted Mikes shoulder.

Mike didnt have the good sense to slap Clarks head and said, Keep an eye on them for me!

Clark spat out his tongue and said confidently, Cant escape my sight.

Clarks super vision, although it cant be compared with the movie version of Superman, its also super vision, so tracking shouldnt be too simple.

Mike got up and said, Lets go!

He led Clark to drive far hanging behind the two little ones.

Clark suddenly laughed out loud.

Whats wrong?

Mike, who was driving, asked curiously.

Clark said, Dad, youll never guess what theyre doing right now!

Mike: ?

Theyre standing on their skateboards, driving them to town with Erics powers, and theyre having fun.

These two little guys, theyre pretty spooky.

Mike gave a smile.

The two little guys came to town and used Charles ability to catch a bus and head for New York.

Their real father is in New York.

A safe journey.

After arriving in New York, the two found a cab and headed for their destination.

Not enough money, no matter, Charles ability is the best fare.

Although his current ability is still very young, but it is enough for these things.

When in the evening, when they found the location according to the address, they were dumbfounded.

The place had been razed to the ground.

Here, whats going on here?

Charles asked the cab driver with a confused head.

The driver uncle scratched his head and said, Its been torn down to build a new building, what else can I do? Whats going on? Who are you here to see? Do you need help? How about I help you find the police?

No, thanks uncle!

Eric took out a handful of change, pulled open the car door, and dragged Charles out of the car.

The cab driver looked at the two little ones and shook his head, driving away.

Ahem!

After taking a breath, Charles regained his senses and said in amazement: Why are you getting out of the car?

Eric skimmed: Do not get off, you live in the car ah!

Charles broke down and shouted, I can ask him to take us to find a hotel to stay ah! You get off here, how else can we go there!

Of course Eric looked at the ruined walls around him, his voice became quieter, and then he gave Charles an embarrassed smile.

You laugh! Charles squeezed Erics face angrily, and shouted: This broken place, there is a car!

Because this area was re-planned and only recently torn clean, very few cabs passed through here.

Eric rubbed his face, put down the skateboard on his backpack, squeezed out a pleasing smile and said, Ill take you ah!

Aaaahhh! Charles broke down and scratched his head, put his skateboard down as well, and stood up with a cold face.

A few seconds later, Charles said angrily: Go!

I dont know the way

Eric said weakly.

If you dont know me, will I know?

Charles justified.

Then the two of them had big eyes to small eyes, and their small faces completely collapsed.

After a while, the two of them randomly chose a direction and left quickly on a magnetic skate board.