A prince from a certain American comic book

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Just as Andrew's mother was about to arrive, she heard the rumors circulating outside, even before she could process the fact that her son had been hospitalized with serious injuries after robbing a gas station and causing an explosion.

Did my son rob someone?

My son was seriously injured and hospitalized.

My son got fired?

Andrew's mother, who had suffered three blows in quick succession, fainted on the spot. Fortunately, a neighbor who was weeding next door saw her and quickly dialed the hospital's emergency number.

The ambulance arrived quickly.

Nurse Mi, who always makes a stunning appearance, directed the ambulance crew to quickly lift Andrew's mother onto a stretcher. After assisting the emergency physicians with a preliminary diagnosis, the ambulance sped off towards the hospital.

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Chapter 101: Andrew's Attack

Three days later, in the afternoon. (Ice#Fire@Chinese www.bhZW.cc)

Ike and Chris chatted about various topics they had heard at school that day on their way home from school.

This inevitably leads to a discussion about Andrew.

Andrew has finally realized his dream of becoming a prominent figure at school, but not as an image on the wall. Instead, he will be remembered forever in the history of Quaker High School, alongside the silly seniors from the class of '70...

Andrew remains in a coma in his hospital bed.

Andrew's mother is hospitalized with a ventilator.

Andrew's father woke up yesterday, but after suffering another double blow, he doesn't seem to be in the same mental state as before.

Chris sighed and said, "Andrew is actually quite pitiful."

While driving, Ike glanced at Chris and said in a flat tone, "There's a saying in the East: 'The pitiful must have something hateful about them.'"

Chris pondered for a moment, then suddenly nodded and smiled.

indeed.

Andrew may be pitiful, but that doesn't give him the right to act recklessly at someone else's funeral.

If your family is in dire straits, you can apply for municipal relief funds.

If you are bullied at school, you can tell your teacher.

Andrew failed to do either of these things. There may be various reasons why he couldn't get the relief fund, but if you were bullied at school and chose not to tell the teacher, that was Andrew's pitifully small sense of self-esteem at play.

night.

In the hospital.

Andrew lay unconscious, his left handcuffed to the headboard.

Andrew's father, who had just returned from his second job, and the two police officers standing at the door gave each other a forced smile.

The two officers glanced at it and then silently opened the ward door.

Andrew's father quietly thanked the two police officers at the door before bowing his head and walking into the ward.

Various monitoring devices were attached to Andrew's body, beeping intermittently.

Andrew's father walked to the window, glanced at the beautiful city view outside, sighed, took off his coat, pulled out a chair, and sat down next to Andrew's bed.

next second.

Andrew's father covered his face with his hands, trying to hold back his tears, but it seemed he couldn't help but cry.

The crying lasted for about a minute.

After wiping his face, Andrew's father looked at Andrew, whose head was covered with gauze and half of his face was wrapped, took a deep breath, and said while trying to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes, "Your mother went into the operating room, right after the news of your robbery came out."

Andrew, who was fast asleep in bed, twitched his fingertips involuntarily.

Andrew's father turned to look at the unconscious Andrew and said, "When you were out fooling around, I was by his side. I was always by her side. I didn't ask you to make any contribution to this family. Five hundred dollars is enough to support your mother's medication for three months. Why do you always say you love your mother but value that damn camera more than her?"

Andrew's eyelids twitched.

Andrew's father's tone turned stern as he spoke to the unconscious Andrew: "I know you can hear me, so I want you to sit up right now, apologize to me, and pray with me to God. God won't take away the woman I love most because of your sins, you selfish bastard..."

Andrew's father grew angrier and angrier. He felt he had to do something about Andrew's selfishness, stupidity, and his wife who had just been wheeled into the operating room for the third time.

Maybe I shouldn't have brought you into this world.

Andrew's father turned his gaze to Andrew, who was still unconscious, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Andrew's father could no longer contain himself and pointed at Andrew, roaring repeatedly.

"You selfish bastard."

"If your mother dies, you should die too."

"You idiot."

"you……"

Just as Andrew's father was getting angrier and angrier, Andrew, who was unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his father's wrist, which was pointing at him.

next second.

Boom!

With a tremendous shockwave of telekinesis, one side of the room collapsed, and dust instantly filled the entire room.

The two police officers guarding the ward door were stunned for a moment, then shouted "Oh no!" and pushed the door open.

I just pushed it open.

The two officers immediately stopped in their tracks, only to find that the room inside was gone. If they had taken that step, they would have likely fallen from the second floor to the ground, and even if they survived, they would probably have been crippled.

"what!"

"Help!"

"help me!"

Just as the two police officers were still in shock, they suddenly heard a pig-like scream. When they looked closely, they saw Andrew's father, who had turned gray and white, clinging to the edge of the rubble, trying his best not to fall.

The two police officers hurriedly and nervously made their way step by step along the path before the man fell to Andrew's father's location, preparing to begin the rescue.

As for Andrew?

Missed.

Somewhat dazed and not yet fully awake, Andrew flew through the clouds, swaying from side to side.

Andrew had only one thought at the moment.

However, if you look closely, Andrew was flying in the direction of Elm Street.

At this moment.

After dinner, Ike and Chris were taking a walk on the street.

Talking Tom followed behind Ike.

Spike, a bulldog, followed closely behind Chris like a loyal bodyguard.

Seeing this, Ike said to Tom, who was yawning from time to time, "Look at you, you're not even as good as Spike."

After meowing, Talking Tom glanced disdainfully at Spike, who was standing next to him.

Spike growled and bared his two rows of teeth, sharp enough to tear steel bars, at Talking Tom.

Talking Tom then leaned back and fell to the ground, pointing at Spike and patting his front paws and hind legs, laughing heartily.

Spike was enraged.

Chris quickly called out, "Spike!"

Spike immediately shifted his gaze to Chris, revealing a loyal dog-like expression.

Ike, meanwhile, looked at Tom the cat with disdain and, in a flash, clung tightly to his leg.

Is this the Tom Cat who seemed to be able to defeat Sadako before?

Ike expressed strong doubt.

Just then.

Tom sniffed his nose, then suddenly looked up at Ike and meowed urgently.

Ike was taken aback.

next second.

Ike grabbed Chris and quickly dashed backward.

boom!

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

As a car fell from the sky, the loud noise immediately triggered the anti-theft mode on all the cars parked along Yushu Street.

With a loud bang.

The car, falling from the sky, made a teeth-grinding sound and crashed heavily to the ground with a thud.

Smoke billowed up instantly.

boom!

A flash of light appeared in the smoke, and the car that had fallen from the sky roared out like a bullet.

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Chapter 102: The Time Assassin

"Ike!"

“Andrew?”

Chris, who had just gotten up from the lawn, heard the hushed roar and immediately saw Andrew seemingly flying out of the smoke.