Marvel's Outlaws

"Dad, I want to be a policeman" the voice was a little soft, and Roel Franklin didn't hear it clearly at all.

"What did you say just now, Joey?" Rohr asked doubtfully.

"I want to be a policeman" Joey mustered up the courage and then spoke his thoughts slightly loudly.

"Oh, are you sure you're not kidding me?" Rolle's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He never imagined that his son actually wanted to be a policeman. How did this idea come about? It was incredible.

"No kidding, I feel like I have some failures in my past life, so I want to start over, be a policeman, uphold justice and justice, protect those who are weak, and let the law be upheld." Joey thought of the system's words , so he said it, at least it seemed like a reason.

"Oh my god, are you sick? How could you want to be a policeman?" Roll Franklin couldn't believe it. He didn't know what his son was like. He could only hope that his son would enter the company in the future and slowly change him. , but his old waist couldn't bear the sudden 180-degree turn.

"Why not? I made this decision very seriously. I hope to get your support. I will go back to the police academy to register tomorrow. I think a diploma from Columbia University will allow me to successfully pass the preliminary examination."

"No, absolutely not. You are my only son. I can't let you be a policeman. You have to give up on this." Luo Er found that his son seemed to be serious. He was furious and hurriedly wanted to strangle him to death. A terrible thought.

"I can take legal responsibility for my actions, which means I can make this decision, so I won't change my mind."

"You" are lucky that Luo Er is in good health and has no problems such as heart disease or high blood pressure. After all, he is only in his 40s. "Go to bed. I hope you can think it over carefully and give me an answer tomorrow morning." Rolle breathed rapidly, and then waved his hand for Joey to go back to his room.

Joey knew that he couldn't continue to fight now, otherwise he would really make Roel angry, and another thinking mode in his mind would inevitably rebel, and he didn't know when this influence would be eliminated.

Back in the room, Joey entered the bathroom and stood under the shower to calm down and wake up. "Sure enough, there is still a lot of resistance, but there is nothing I can do. I don't want to disappear with a snap of my fingers. I must become a Space Marine." I don’t know what help the system will give me after it is officially launched.”

The quality of his sleep was average. He had a nightmare, watching Thanos snap his fingers in front of him, and then his body seemed to be weathered, turning into dust and then floating away.

"Huh" suddenly sat up and found that it was dawn. He looked at the time and it was half past six in the morning. His body was already wet with sweat. He took off his pajamas and entered the bathroom again.

In the restaurant, Rohr was sitting on one side of the dining table. Behind him was a white man in a suit and tie. He was about thirty years old, with neatly styled hair and suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Good morning dad, good morning Alfred" Joey greeted and then sat across from Rolle.

Rolle makes breakfast. This is his habit. He likes to make breakfast by himself, especially when Joey is at home. Joey's mood is complicated again when facing breakfast.

"Have you thought about it?" Roll asked again.

"Yes, I won't change my decision." Joey picked up the knife and fork and said calmly. Things can't change, so it's better to be calm. Even if Rohr is angry, there is nothing he can do, and just don't irritate him too much.

"Okay, but you need to move out from home. Since you think you can take care of everything on your own, from now on, you must be responsible for everything on your own, including your own life." Rolle was equally calm.

Joey's hand paused, and he understood that he was being kicked out. Yesterday, he felt much stronger than those characters, but now he was being punished. Goodbye to big apartments, goodbye to sports cars, and goodbye to luxurious life. Do you need to fight for your life?

But Joey didn't panic, because another thought in his mind instantly gave a plan. There are also some benefits to the two thinking modes, especially the original owner's thinking.