American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 80 I think you are a failure in learning!
Looking up at the calendar on the wall, he remembered that there seemed to be a meteor shower recently?

If it is this meteor shower, I have to prepare early.

The next day.

Peter sat in the living room, watching the news about Gotham.

"For now, the riots in Gotham have calmed down."

The host reported the latest news, "The Gotham police raided the terrorists' laboratory last night and found the antidote to the biological virus. The conflict and chaos were quelled by the Gotham police at the lowest cost."

Next on screen is Gotham Police Chief Nathaniel Barnes, who tells the media about the police's achievements.

After turning off the TV, Peter turned his gaze to A-Zu who was walking downstairs.

"John?"

Peter stopped the naughty boy and said, "I think we need to talk."

Azu walked up to Peter nervously, "Okay, Dad."

He tried to remember if he had done anything to annoy Peter recently.

Sneaking a horror movie?

Or did he accidentally break Peter's fishing rod?

But he couldn't blame himself for the fishing rod incident. It was Clark who said that his "spinning bait" was very effective, so he stole Peter's fishing rod to go fishing.

"I heard you called a gypsy a 'gyp' yesterday. Did you know that 'gyp' is a racist term? It is a completely racist term, John. Why would you call them that?"

Peter decided to correct the boy's racial issues.

Who did this kid learn the racial knight from?
As for the obsession with Mexican Day of the Dead skeletons, that's still within control.

"Sorry, Dad, I heard them say that the gypsies are always fooling people around, stealing babies and other messy things."

A Zu's expression was very sincere, "Dad, I won't do it again next time."

"Remember what Dad told you? Don't look at things with prejudice. It will prevent you from correctly and objectively understanding the world and distance you from others."

"I know, Dad."

A-Zu nodded subconsciously.

"But I heard they can tell fortunes by looking at tea leaves or the bottom of a wine glass. Is that true, Dad?"

Azu asked curiously.

Peter didn't quite understand the gypsy's divination.

Although I thought most people might be liars, I hesitated when I thought that this was the world of American comics.

After coughing, he said to A Zu ambiguously: "Destiny has its own specific way of operation, specific rules, and sets special requirements for those who are able to peek into the mysteries of destiny. I think this is not absolute."

A-Zu nodded, "Ms. Nancy from Canal Street claims to be a gypsy who can tell fortunes, but everyone says she is a liar."

Azu shared with Peter the news he had heard.

"Many people said she was selling merchandise. Crystal balls, purple tassels, wind chimes, pungent incense, and fat cats lying on pillows were all the merchandise she displayed in her window."

"Do you know her, John?"

"No, but I have seen her. She doesn't look like a gypsy at all. She looks more like a notary. No, she looks more like a little supervisor at the church bakery. She wears a light gray-blue wool sweater, red hair, and a pair of reading glasses on her nose."

Peter nodded, stroked his hair and stood up, "It's almost noon, Dad has to cook for you. We can talk about the gossip about Ms. Nancy in the evening."

When Zu heard that Peter was going to cook for him, his face immediately turned bitter.

After eating the food cooked by Martian Manhunter, he never wanted to eat the food cooked by Peter again.

But under the pressure of Peter's tyranny, he didn't dare to say "Dad's cooking is not delicious", and could only accept it silently with a bitter face.

Smallville, near the Susquehanna River. Lionel Luther was inspecting the construction site accompanied by others.

Luther Group plans to build an industrial park here.

Due to the wildfire, the construction of the park buildings was temporarily suspended. Today is the day for the industrial park to resume construction.

"Hey, you can't go in there."

The security guard at the construction site stopped a man dressed as a local indigenous person.

"This is the land my people have owned for more than a thousand years. Why can't I enter?"

The old man with bronze skin and a loose round hat said to the other party with a serious expression: "You should not occupy this land."

"I'm just a security guard. I don't know much about the entanglements of your land."

The security guard said he was not concerned about the disputes.

His job now is to prevent the other party from entering.

Just as the two were arguing, Leno Luther heard the voice and walked over.

"gentlemen."

When the security guard saw the boss coming, he immediately turned around and greeted him respectfully.

Leno looked at the old man with a serious face and said, "Sir, how can I help you?"

"Are you their leader?"

Leno nodded, "It should be. I am Leno Luther."

"Very good, then let me talk to you. Do you know that this land has been guarded by our ancestors for generations?"

“It’s not very clear, Chief, but the procedure we used to purchase the land is legal. Moreover, the purpose of building the industrial park is to help more people here find jobs. I want to help the people in this town, that’s all.”

The Chief looked into Leno's eyes, "It may sound like I'm preventing the people of this town from having a better life, Mr. Luther, but I have a sharp eye, and I can tell who is a wolf in sheep's clothing at a glance."

Leno remained calm and did not get angry because the other party called him a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Mr. Chief, believe me, I can solve the problem properly and we can coexist peacefully."

The chieftain shook his head before the other party finished speaking. "Please forgive my skepticism. Every time we were asked to coexist peacefully with you, we were either killed or driven to a barbaric and backward place."

"Anyway, Mr. Chief, we will solve the problem. I will send someone to contact you later. I have other things to do, so I'll excuse myself first."

Leno said a few words to the other party and turned and left.

As he walked toward the office, he asked the person in charge, “Are they Aboriginal?”

"Yes, the local indigenous people, a nearby tribe. Some people believe that they are descendants of gypsies and a tribe formed by intermarriage with the Incas. They are old-fashioned and believe in the gods of nature. This is their tradition."

The person in charge explained to Leno: "They have come to protest this several times."

Leno nodded and said seriously, "Then take care of them. I don't want to see any accidents in the progress of the project. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

After giving instructions to the person in charge, Leno turned and looked towards where the chief was.

He found that the other party had not left yet and was standing there staring at him.

Leno shook his head, dispelled the strange feeling in his heart, turned and left.

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