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Chapter 59 Clark's Good Boy and Bad Boy

Clark apologized to the other party with an expression of reluctance.

These words were like the fuse that set off the bomb.

Accompanied by a dull voice sounded.

The parasitic demon absorbed too much energy, and its body was surrounded by irregular arcs of electricity, which gradually crystallized.

Finally, the other party looked at Clark in despair, roared, and exploded on the spot!

The dazzling white light suddenly illuminated the entire night.

At the moment of the explosion, Peter used his super speed to move in front of Clark, grabbed him from behind and protected him in his arms.

The shock wave generated by the explosion shook the surrounding space.

"boom!"

The parasitic demon's body was instantly turned into dust with a violent explosion.

After a while, A-Zu stared blankly at the purple dust floating in the air and said to himself, "Did we win?"

Ignoring the pain and burning sensation in his body, Peter lowered his head and asked Clark, "Clark, are you okay?!"

Clark nodded uneasily, "I'm fine. Is it dead? Godfather."

Peter touched Clark's head with mixed feelings and said, "Yes, it's dead."

This kid is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. He actually dares to use this method to deal with the parasitic demon, and he succeeds!

If the parasitic demon had not intended to absorb his vitality from the beginning, things would probably have developed in a different direction.

It must be said that this kid really has the aura of a protagonist.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive, Clark. This method is dangerous."

"I know, Godfather."

Clark knew that what he had just done was a bit risky.

But when he saw the parasite about to attack the injured godfather, he felt for a moment that he had jumped into the Smallwell River again.

The water was dark and freezing cold, and it felt like a pair of terrifying hands were grabbing him, pulling him forward, pulling him down.

In order to get rid of this drowning feeling, he did it subconsciously.

Clark apologized to Peter with a guilty conscience: "I'm sorry, Godfather, I shouldn't be so impulsive."

"No, don't apologize, Clark!"

Peter then said, "Although it was a little impulsive, Clark, you did a great job!"

"Ahem.!"

Peter was talking to Clark when the Martian Manhunter beside him stood up with a cough. "Thank you, Mr. Padrick, Clark, and John. Your courage and wisdom saved me."

If it weren't for the help of the father and his two sons, he thought he was going to capsize.

A Zu asked curiously, "Mr. Jones, are you really a federal detective?"

At this time, the Martian Hunter was wearing the image of the black man John Jones, and A Zu didn't think that he was really a federal detective.

"actually"

The black skin on the surface of the Martian Hunter's body gradually turned into green skin.

The Martian Manhunter, revealing his true appearance, introduced himself to the others: "I am not from Earth. I am a Martian, the last Martian. My real name is Ron Rontz."

Clark and A Zu looked at each other's green appearance in shock. When they heard each other say that they were the last Martians, they were stunned.

After hearing the other party's self-introduction, Peter fell into deep thought.

This guy has similar superpowers to Clark and Zu, plus he seems to be a good person.

If you hire this guy as a nanny on the farm, he can not only protect Zu and Clark, but also teach and train them related super powers. In addition, this guy is a black man, so if the farm is busy on weekdays, he can also work part-time as a farmer.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Martian Hunter with a burning gaze.

But how can I convince this guy to come to my farm to be a nanny?

The next day, early in the morning.

Because of the parasite incident, Peter asked for a day off for Clark and Zu to rest at home.

Clark was watching TV absentmindedly, and A-Zu put a box of popcorn in front of him.

"Where's the Godfather?"

Clark, not showing much interest in the popcorn, looked up and asked Zu.

"Dad said to hire a nanny, although I don't think we need one."

Azu stuffed popcorn into his mouth nonchalantly and said to Clark: "You look a little unhappy."

Clark's little face showed a little sadness: "A little bit, after all, I killed someone yesterday."

"He is not a human, he is an alien creature, and alien creatures are not considered human."

Azu told Clark his point of view, "Don't worry, Clark, you are not a bad boy."

Clark watched a program on TV about Hawaiian volcanoes and nodded, "I'm not, and I don't want to be a bad kid."

A-Zu put down the popcorn and said, "No one likes to be a bad kid. Dad said that bad kids are like bad apples. People won't allow bad kids to continue to grow."

"If people think you're going to grow up to be a real 'bad apple', they're going to cut the tree down before it bears fruit. Well, that's probably what Dad is saying as a metaphor, you know? Clark, a metaphor, they think one day you're going to grow up and become a bad guy who hurts other people, and that's going to destroy you."

A-Zu repeated to Clark the alarmist words his father had taught him: "Don't be a bad kid."

Clark asked in surprise: "Is this true?"

I don’t know, A-Zu thought.

But he did not answer like that. Instead, he said seriously: "Of course, but don't worry, if you don't want to be like that, you won't be like that. The script of fate has never been written in advance."

He racked his brains to recall what Peter had said to him, "Dad said that life leaves room for choice. Unless you really give up on yourself, you can completely control your destiny."

"Well, I want to be a good kid."

"Then be a good boy."

"Will you help me?"

A Zu patted his chest, "Of course, I will help you not to be a 'bad bird'."

"Thank you." Clark thanked A-Zu sincerely.

A-Zu was a little unaccustomed to such direct sincerity. "Um. Clark, thank you for saving me and my dad. If you hadn't let the parasite explode yesterday, maybe my dad and I would have been in danger."

Just as the two were discussing "good kids and bad kids", the door was pushed open with a creak.

A black man wearing sunglasses pushed the door open.

Clark and A-Zu looked at John Jones standing at the door in surprise.

The Martian Hunter, who was carrying a suitcase, took off his sunglasses and said to the two stunned people, "Good morning, John, Clark."

"Mr. Jones?!"

A-Zu looked at him in surprise, "Are you here to work on the farm?"

Martian Hunter's expression froze, and his good mood was instantly ruined.

What a bad boy!

(End of this chapter)