The Father of American Comics Superheroes

“This …… will be something you can learn when you’re a little older.”

“Why?”

Gwen looked up at Mike with big, innocent eyes.

Because I don’t want you to become a big sister-Nine Dragons-Gwen……

Mike coughed lightly and said, “Then tell me, why do you want to learn to fight?”

“Because it will make me stronger, and then protect Dad and protect others.”

Hearing the answer, Mike’s heart warmed.

“You really want to learn?”

“Of course!”

Gwen nodded her head.

“And what kind do you want to learn?”

“There are still different kinds?”

Gwen stared in amazement, “Don’t they all just smash each other’s faces with their fists and that’s it?”

“Haha!”

Mike laughed and scratched Gwen’s nose and said: “Wait to go back and slowly choose, but Dad thinks Gwen does not need to learn fighting or something.”

“Why?”

“Because Dad and brother will protect you.”

“But I want to protect you too!” Gwen clenched her fist, hugged Mike’s arm and said, “Daddy~~”

“Okay, okay.” Mike nodded helplessly, petted Gwen’s head and said, “But you can’t miss your classes, and you also need to enrol in an interest class, and alternate between the two interest classes.”

“No problem!”

Gwen nodded happily, her small hands clenched into fists and waved them in front of her body, with a mouthful of unbearable ‘sound effects’.

The passenger next to him looked at Gwen and gave a smile.

Gwen’s little face flushed and she sat down obediently.

A few minutes later, Gwen, who did not sleep well last night, dozed off and fell asleep on the seat.

Mike smiled and shook his head, asked for a small blanket, covered Gwen.

……

Miami, with its pleasant climate, is one of the most densely populated cities in the country.

At one time it had the highest murder rate in the country, and during the League of Assassins era, Mike even did a few orders here.

The sun, the beach, and the lighthouse are the memories left here for Mike.

Mike took Gwen off the plane, called a cab to the hotel booked in advance to rush.

Sitting in the car, Gwen wiped the corner of her mouth and cried, “Daddy, why didn’t you wake me up?”

The image of her just drooling mouth must have been ugly.

“Because it’s too cute.”

Mike chuckled, but Gwen puffed out, “Dad, you have no righteousness!”

Mike was stunned, smiled and nodded Gwen’s head.

Soon, the cab arrived at the destination.

Standing in front of the hotel, Mike was in a very happy mood because he didn’t meet the sweeper.

It seems that his decision to let Gwen choose the place was ……

“Hey! Mike! What are you doing here?”

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded behind Mike.

Mike’s body stiffened.

No way! No way!

Mike pulled Gwen and said in a deep voice, “You’ve got the wrong person.”

What the hell! This can be met?

Is this guy tied to his own travel trip?

Predicted my prediction?

“How can I be mistaken.”

Coleson ‘swish’ blocked in front of Mike.

This is his lucky star, how could he possibly be mistaken?

“I am Coleson!”

Coleson pointed to his nose and gave Mike a big smile.

Mike took a deep breath, nodded and said, “Your hairline is high again, I almost didn’t recognize it.”

“Haha!”

Coleson laughed happily.

Mike squeezed out a smile and said, “What are you doing here?”

“Forget it! You’d better not answer!”

Mike hurriedly interrupted Coleson who wanted to answer and said, “It’s …… nice to see you, forget it, I’ll see you later.”

With that, Mike pulled a curious Gwen and rushed into the hotel.