The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Today, New Year’s Eve.

Because of the jet lag, Mike woke up early in the morning and watched the gala.

As a nostalgic middle-aged and elderly, this thing he will watch every year, do not see always feel less something.

He prepared breakfast for Gwen, and after sending Gwen to school, he prepared leisurely by himself.

In the afternoon after Gwen was released from school, look at Mike busy, Gwen also excited to start helping.

Gwen was delighted but curious, “Dad, what day is it today?”

“Chinese New Year, an ancient festival in China.”

Mike, who was standing at the door, explained as he put up the couplets.

“Spring Festival?” Gwen read it once, and then smiled happily.

She didn’t care if it was a festival there, as long as it was a festival, she was happy.

“Hey! Luke! Uncle John!”

Gwen turned her head, saw the father and son, waved her hand and said, “We’re having Chinese New Year.”

“Chinese New Year?”

Luke looked at his father in confusion.

John smiled and said, “It’s a holiday in China.”

Then he looked at Mike curiously and said, “Mike, how do you know about this holiday?”

Mike smiled and said, “Because it’s important to me.”

John nodded and said, “Can I help you?”

Mike lifted the couplet in his hand and said, “Here, stick it together, it represents good luck.”

Represents good luck?

John mused, smiled and walked over.

After putting up the couplets, John wanted to leave, but Mike thought it would be too cold for just him and Gwen, so he stayed with father and son.

It was getting dark, and Mike was busy in the kitchen.

For today’s New Year’s Eve dinner

He made a special character deck last night.

Finally, when he brought up a plate of carved emerald dragon and a plate of bean sprouts spelled out with a flying phoenix, the three Gwen were stunned at the dish that was comparable to a work of art.

“Haha! Don’t just look at it!”

Mike brought drinks and wine and said, “Eat up!”

“I can’t even bear to spoil it.” John sighed and said, “It’s a work of art, Mike you should go to a cooking competition.”

Mike smiled and said, “The food is made to be eaten.”

With that, Mike was the first to do it, picked up a piece of beef and put it in Gwen’s bowl.

Gwen did not care about her wobbly incisors, immediately stuffed the meat into her mouth, but was scalded, small hands fanning her mouth, mouth still sucking in cool air, but no matter what, just refused to spit out the beef in her mouth.

“You gluttonous ghost!”

Mike smiled and nodded Gwen, handed the drink over.

Gwen drank a sip, comfortable exit breath, see John father and son two look at her, face slightly red, clip a piece of meat in the mouth and blow twice, but did not want to……

The bar!

An incisor flew out and fell on the table.

The scene was silent, Gwen dumbfounded turned her head to look at Mike.

The corners of Mike’s mouth twitched, and finally did not hold back.

“Hahahahaha!”

Across the table, John and Luke also couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Gwen’s originally slightly red face instantly became the same as a small monkey’s butt.

Mike held back his laughter and said to John, “I’ll take care of it.”

John laughed, picked up the tooth and handed it to Gwen, saying, “Put it away, it is said that the little tooth fairy will come to collect your tooth at night, and then your tooth will slowly grow.”

Gwen said with surprise: “Really?”

“Yes!” John handed the tooth over and said: “But she will only come in your dreams, so you have to sleep well at night Yo!”

Gwen nodded her head vigorously.

“Come on, go rinse your mouth.”

Mike dragged Gwen into the bathroom, and after letting Gwen go rinse her mouth, he found a small bag, filled it with Gwen’s teeth, and handed it to Gwen again.

Gwen carefully put it away and opened her mouth with a smile that looked especially cute with a missing incisor.

Back at the dinner table, Gwen continued to wrestle with the delicious New Year’s Eve meal.

Instead, Mike took out two wine glasses and said to John, “Taste the Chinese white wine.”

John hesitated and said, “Okay.”

A sip of wine went down, John drank a little hard and choked, coughing all over his face, but he experienced the spicy fire that went straight from his mouth to his stomach, but he was suddenly fascinated by the feeling.

There is some pain, but it is very good.

He likes this feeling.

He couldn’t help but take another sip from his glass.

Mike raised an eyebrow and said, “John, drink slowly.”

John nodded, his face a little red, and Mike sipped his wine while chatting.

The more wine he drank, the more Mike felt nothing, but his neighbour was a little drunk and talked more, telling his story.

Their family was happy, but just as usual in the morning, but the peace was broken by the police who suddenly came to the door and took his wife away for ‘murder’ in front of him and Luke.

Although all the evidence points to her wife, her wife insists that she is innocent.

Of this, John and his son Luke were also convinced, and for two years, John searched for evidence to try to save his wife.

“Mike, you know what?” John’s eyes were blank, looking down at the clear liquor in his glass, and said with difficulty, “Every time I went to see her in prison, it was an ordeal for her, for me.”

Luke lowered his head and his emotions flew down.

Mike took his glass, clinked it with John’s, and said, “I believe in you guys.”

John’s body shook and said, “Thank you.”

Mike raised his glass slightly, looked at the present time, and said, “One last drink, you can’t drink any more tonight.”

John smiled nervously and lifted his glass.

Mike paused slightly, raised his glass at exactly eight o’clock and said, “Here’s to a better tomorrow.”

John: “Tomorrow, better!”

At the same time, X College Charles, as well as thousands of miles away from Eric, out wandering Clark, at the hands of the table to eight o’clock, also raised the glass in his hand, with a smile on his face to the distance shake a lift.

Clark, who was in the middle of the jungle, put down the kettle, eating the grilled fish he made, nodded in satisfaction.

After so many years, he has not grown anything, but his cooking skills have seen growth.

He has almost travelled the whole world, and his heart is like a polished gemstone, becoming more and more dazzling and pure.

On the other hand, Charles also put down his glass.

The Black Queen was about to start moving, and so was their plan. If the plan succeeded, not only would School X hopefully be completed, but Eric would also be able to take control of Hellfire, and then the two of them would be able to take the next step in their plan.

In order to deal with this action from the other side, they set up a small team.

The team was already in place, just waiting for Eric’s signal.

“I hope something goes well.”

Charles murmured, suddenly slapped his head and muttered, “I wonder if Dad has any money for us today.”