The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Clark blinked, waved his little fist, and said: “What about Daddy? Did he kick those bad guys’ butts hard?”

Reaching down to give Clark’s head a smack, he said with mild anger, “Who taught you those words?”

“I heard you say that to me last time.”

“You’re a good learner, kid.”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Logan rolled his eyes.

How did you teach a kid like that?

Mike walked out of the basement with Clark in his arms, turned his back on the battlefield he had just seen, and said to Logan, “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

Logan nodded.

“Dad, our home is gone.”

Clark lay on Mike’s chest, he was sad.

Mike stroked Clark’s head and said, “It’s okay, I was just about to get you out of here.”

Clark was already three years old, and he had hesitated to take Clark back to New York some time ago, after all, the learning environment and living environment there were much better than over here, and now …… didn’t have to hesitate.

“Oh!”

Clark answered, put his face on Mike’s chest, yawned, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The group of three quickly left and found an inn in town to rest for the night.

The next day at dawn, Mike gave the penniless Logan some money to buy a used car after Mike carried Clark to a sales agent, after entrusting them with the farm, the three of them embarked on a journey.

The goal, Las Vegas.

……

Meanwhile, in a secret government base.

“Stryker! You have created an indestructible enemy!”

Faced with the other party’s anger, Stryker’s face was bland and he said, “General! Wolverine is just a piece of the puzzle of the final plan, please believe me, I will take care of him.”

The general who kept his hair like frost and snow snorted coldly, and said, “Maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. is right, your X weapon plan is a mistake! It’s too dangerous!”

“S.H.I.E.L.D.?” Stryker sneered and said, “General, if my plan was a mistake, why would they covet my research!”

The General let out a deep breath and said, “You have one more chance, one last time!”

“If it fails, there will be no further research funding for you!”

Stryker nodded with satisfaction and said, “General, you will not be disappointed this time, the XI will be the perfect weapon.”

The General gave a soft ‘hmm’ and turned to leave.

After the general left, Stryker whispered with disdain in his eyes, “Short-sighted guys.”

“And S.H.I.E.L.D., a bunch of nosy flies.”

“Oh, it looks like you’re in trouble.”

With a faint laugh, a man in a black suit walked out of the darkness.

Seeing the other party, Stryker looked straight and said, “Is it sir who has any instructions?”

The other party laughed and said, “Instructions? No!”

Stryker breathed a sigh of relief.

“Just asked me to come and see your progress.” The black suit smiled faintly and said, “Sir is very unhappy with your progress.”

Stryker frowned and said, “I’m almost there! The saber-toothed tiger has gone to find the final weapon puzzle.”

“Heh, don’t let the gentleman down.”

The black suit said indifferently, and his body seemed to blend into the darkness, slowly fading away until it disappeared.