The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Compared to the bad mood of the New York Police Commissioner, Nick Fury is now in a much better mood.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, he walked towards the window with a smile on his face and looked down at the lake outside the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in a very pleasant mood.

Although already mentally prepared for Eric’s ability, he was still startled when he saw the report.

“Even, that’s not all of that kid’s power.”

He whispered, he was quite sure of his guess.

Then a happy look sprang up.

They are together, much more reliable than this broken S.H.I.E.L.D..

Nick Fury is to fight for the safety of the entire world, not for the damn Hydra.

Thinking about the efforts he made for so many years, for S.H.I.E.L.D. around the scene, he could not help but cursed.

Taking a deep breath and collecting himself, he made a phone call, and when the phone rang, he spoke, “Have you seen the news today?”

“Yes, it’s that mutant.”

“The police department? Just rely on them? Huh!”

Nick Fury laughed and said, “We at S.H.I.E.L.D. also follow up, yes, news about this mutant, send it to me first, and all actions must pass my approval!”

“The other side is very strong, avoid causing heavy casualties.”

The words fell, he hung up the phone, then took out his other confidential phone and edited a message to Eric and sent it over.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is about to make a move, stay in touch and be safe.

……

Just as Eric was getting things done and Charles was getting ready for school, Mike, who had nothing to do, came to New York.

Staying at home with nothing to do, he simply came to New York.

Well, actually he just wanted to be closer to the two kids, even if this distance, it made no difference to him at all.

Looking at Eric, who made the headlines.

He couldn’t help but smile.

This kid, always used to make some big show.

I wonder if the two men’s plans are going well.

Put down the newspaper in his hand, Mike stretched and walked outside.

He has a number of properties in New York, a randomly selected in Manhattan, bought some furniture and lived in.

He was wondering if he should sell the farm.

After all, the family was now past its developmental stage.

But after thinking that Clark was still outside, and even the spacecraft of Clark’s arrival was still on the farm, this plan could only be temporarily cancelled.

Locking the door, Mike drove his car toward a restaurant where he used to eat many years ago.

When he arrived at the place and found that the restaurant still existed, revealed a smile.

Walking into the restaurant, ordering a minute of grilled pork chops and a beer, Mike crossed his fingers and waited for a taste he hadn’t had in many years.

And while Mike was waiting, a woman sitting in the corner, quietly eating a grilled pork chop, was quietly looking at Mike, with amazement in her eyes.

Right here, when she saw Mike noticed her, she didn’t take her gaze back, but looked at Mike more boldly.

Mike frowned, this woman’s face seems to be some familiar, but he could not call her name.

But soon, his attention was drawn to the grilled pork chops in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Mike showed a smile, or the original taste.

Cut a piece and put it in his mouth, the outside was crispy and the inside was tender.

Mike was very satisfied.

Seeing this scene, the woman wiped off the oil on her mouth and walked over enchantingly, but she did it right in front of Mike, and then said: “Mr. Kent.”

Mike did not look up and said, “You have the wrong person.”

“No, I don’t mistake people.”

The woman shook her head and said, “I’ve been coming here once a week for ten years, just to wait for you, and I would never mistake anyone.”

When Mike heard this, he shook his head even more firmly and said, “Beautiful, you have mistaken the person.”

Waited for him for so many years……

Could it be that he did something wrong to the other side back then?

For example, after one night, the other party has a northern nose, or to the bad, the other party just want to find a catch?

“Mike Kent, the king of assassins in the League of Assassins, code name Phantom Wolf, a total of four hundred and seventy-three missions, without a single failure, in the end to kill the previous generation of the chief, also the king of assassins Kutcher, after disappearing.”

The woman calmly told of Mike’s previous deeds.

Mike’s expression did not change, but the woman felt that Mike’s expression changed and became murderous, as if there was an invisible knife on her neck.

There was no room for resistance.

The woman’s heart was horrified, this is the strongest killer king of the last generation?

Then, she took a deep breath to reveal a smile and continued, “In the last year of the mission, Mike Kent killed a man named Max Petridge.”

Mike still slowly eating grilled pork chops, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if intoxicated by the deliciousness in front of him.

“Max Petridge killed a judge and his wife years ago, and that judge was my father.”

The moment the words fell, she felt the murderous aura that had made her tremble disappear.

Mike looked up, chewing on a piece of meat in his mouth, and said, “Are you from the Assassin Alliance?”

The woman nodded, surprisingly a little nervous, and then said, “Fire Fox, you can call me Fox.”

Fire Fox, Fox?

Mike finally matched this face of the other woman with a face that had been blurred from his memory.

Mike swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, “So, it’s your own business now? It has nothing to do with the Assassin Alliance?”

“Yes!” Fire Fox answered, her gaze flickering, like a little fan girl who saw her idol.

In fact, she did admire Mike very much.

Ever since she was recruited by the League of Assassins and knew that it was Mike who took out Max Petridge, she looked up Mike’s information and that one mission record out of gratitude and curiosity.

And the more she looked at it, the more she admired it, and even made Mike the target of her own pursuit.

Mike Kent, the king of killers, her idol.

Mike mused, smiled gently and said, “Help me keep my secret about seeing me today, will you?”

Firefox nodded hesitantly.

“Thanks.” Mike continued, “I’m no longer a member of the Assassin’s Alliance.”

Fire Fox sighed with some regret.

Mike, however, smiled lightly.

Assassin’s League?

For him now, it’s not worth mentioning.

Thinking of his youthful experiences, Mike raised the glass in his hand and gently lifted it down.

However, he was thankful that he had met those three kids and then changed his life.

“It was nice meeting you, Fox.”

Mike said with a smile, Fox eyes were full of all happy colours. When Mike was about to buy the bill, she quickly stood up and said: “Mr. Kent, I’ll pay the bill!”

With that, Mike was not allowed to refuse, so he handed his card to the waiter.

Mike raised his eyebrows and said, “Thank you.”

Saying that, he extended his hand to the other party and said: “Your phone.”

The firefox froze and handed over his phone with some fumbling.

Mike entered his cell phone number and said, “Bye, if there’s anything you can’t figure out, you can talk to me.”

Fox carefully saved the number before he sighed in relief and shouted at Mike’s back, “Bye, Mr. Kent.”

Mike waved his hand.

For the sake of the roasted pork chops, Mike, who had nothing better to do, decided to take a little time out to save the other side when the episode happened later.