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

late at night.

Smallwell Elementary School, against the moonlight, the river is covered with mist.

Old Horry, who had sent Clark to the infirmary during the day, slowly walked to the river.

Deep in the river, there is a faint green light.

Old Hori glanced left and right, and after confirming that no one was there, he took a deep breath and jumped into the river with a "pop" sound.

As he slowly dived to the bottom, the water gradually became calmer.

"Wow!"

A few minutes later, old Horry emerged from the water.

After being soaked in the river water, his old and wrinkled face turned into a youthful face.

The thin and shriveled body was replaced by a body full of powerful muscles.

After paddling ashore, Old Horry found the backpack that had been placed in a hiding place in advance, took out the prepared clothes from it, and put them on.

After changing his clothes, Old Horry transformed into a trendy young black man.

Feeling this young body, he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within his body.

His body was trembling slightly, and he was so addicted to this feeling that he couldn't help but want to vent this power immediately.

Opening his eyes, he shook the water droplets from his hair.

He raised his head, cast his gaze into the dark night in the distance, and uttered a name: "Andy Hawkins."

"Boom!"

Andy Hawkins from the car repair shop closed the car door and clapped his hands.

He gently hammered his waist and shook his head helplessly.

As I get older, my physical strength becomes weaker than before.

When he was young, he would lie on the ground for three hours repairing the car without feeling tired.

Now after just one hour of practice, my waist is so tired that I can't stand up anymore.

He closed the garage door and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him.

Startled, he backed away sharply.

Through the thin moonlight, Andy Hawkins saw a young black man wearing a baseball cap standing in front of him.

"Oh my God! Boy, you scared me."

Andy Hawkins exhaled, thinking that the other party was here to repair his car.

"I have a Dodge Coronet 500. Mr. Andy, can you help me fix it?"

Horry stepped forward and asked him in a deep voice.

"Dodge Coronet 500, this is an antique from the last century. Is that your grandfather's car?"

Andy Hawkins looked at him in surprise, "Young people nowadays don't like this car."

"I like old things."

Horry shrugged his shoulders and walked towards him, "Do you know how that car broke down?"

Without waiting for Andy Hawkins to answer, he continued: "Forty years ago, four high school students drove this car to a bar. Maybe they drank a little too much. They made a fool of themselves and wanted to rob a jewelry store. "

Andy Hawkins originally listened to this story with a smile, but the more he listened, the more something seemed wrong.

"As a result, these unlucky guys happened to encounter a patrol policeman and were arrested without any accident. In order to get away with it, three of them blamed another black man."

When Andy Hawkins heard this, cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

"The black high school student was originally a promising baseball player on the school baseball team. He was even able to directly participate in major league training after graduation, but this crime completely ruined his life."

After Andy Hawkins heard this, he looked at him with surprise, "Who are you?"

"Among the three people who were exonerated, there was a guy named Andy Hawkins, and the person they framed was named Holly Mays."

When Horry said this, he took off his baseball cap, revealing a face that made Andy Hawkins unbelievable.

"You Hori, it's you! No! No! This is impossible!"

He recognized the other person as young Horry.

But how could the other party return to youth? !

"Long time no see, Andy, I'm Holly Mays."

Horry enjoyed the horrified expression on the other person's face when he saw him.

He felt a sense of pleasure in his heart, "Want to know why I'm here? It's not complicated. You ruined my life. I left Smallville after I was released from prison. I didn't come back here until recently. I thought I would never be here again. Opportunity for revenge, I didn’t expect it.”

He walked slowly to a car and leaned against the car. "One day, I was walking by the river and accidentally fell into the river."

"Have you ever heard of the legend of the mermaid?"

Horry folded his hands on his chest, "It is said that there is a kind of mermaid in the world. As long as you eat its meat, you can regain your youth. Maybe. I accidentally bit off a piece of mermaid meat in the river, so I regained my youth. And the strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, it’s incredible! If it hadn’t happened to me, I would have thought it was a fairy tale.”

Andy Hawkins quickly apologized to the other party: "Sorry, Horry, I didn't want to do that. They said they were going to put all the blame on you, and I tried to stop them."

"Shh!"

Horry made a silent gesture, "I know you're a good guy, Andy."

"but."

He quickly changed the subject, "You - you are also a weak person!"

The next second, he teleported to Andy Hawkins.

Horry stretched out his hand like a knife and slashed the opponent's neck.

Andy Hawkins' face turned red, and his eyes seemed to be sucked into his brain.

Losing his balance, he clutched his throat and fell back heavily.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if his feet were being lifted up, but it was not out of his own will. Horry was dragging them.

Consciousness gradually became unclear, and the heartbreaking pain in my waist came in waves.

He wanted to shout for help, but no sound came out of his throat, and his consciousness gradually became blurred as he was being dragged.

"Bang!"

Padrick Farm.

Azu caught the baseball that Peter threw at him.

The two were playing a baseball tossing game after dinner.

Azu caught the baseball and asked Peter in confusion: "Dad, what happened to Clark during the day?"

"He's allergic to that green stone, so don't let him come into contact with that stuff in the future, John."

Peter made a case for Clark.

"Green stone?"

Azu controlled his strength and gently threw the baseball towards Peter.

"I will protect Clark and prevent him from touching that kind of stone."

Azu raised his chest and said.

"That's right, Dad."

He suddenly remembered something important and stopped throwing. "Teacher McConaughey said that the school is going to visit the museum next week."

He looked at Peter eagerly, "Dad, can you ask for leave for me? I've already been there once for my birthday."

"You don't want to participate in the event?"

"Yes, I can weed at home. Dad, didn't you say that the faster I complete the weeding task, the higher my salary will be?"

Azu has become completely addicted to the "big business" of earning pocket money.

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