Chapter 7: Clark's Hammer
Mack's house, kitchen.
Clark was happily eating a plate of braised pork, and when he saw Mike smiling at him, he hesitated, took the smallest piece of meat from the bowl, and brought it to Mike's mouth with a fork.
Mike shook his head, the chopsticks in his hand moved up and down, and said with a wicked smile: "I'll clip one myself." ”
Clark pushed the meat in front of Mike, watched Mike pick up the largest piece of meat, and slowly grew with a small mouth full of grease, and when Mike was about to feed it into his mouth, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Daddy, okay, is it delicious?" ”
"I haven't eaten yet!"
"I'll taste it for you!"
"You take my place!"
Mike made a thoughtful look, then grimaced at Clark and said, "No! ”
After the words fell, he stuffed the meat directly into his mouth, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Wow, it's delicious!" ”
Clark cried with a sad face, and he felt like he was wrong.
"Hahaha!"
Looking at Clark's expression, Mike laughed happily.
Clark bared his teeth at Mike fiercely, but shoved the meat from the fork into Mike's mouth, and then smiled at Mike.
Mike was stunned and touched Clark's head, feeling a little warm.
This child was not raised in vain.
"You eat slowly, Daddy goes wash the dishes."
Mike got up, packed up the dishes and walked to the kitchen, but when he got to the door, he turned to Clark and said, "Don't just eat meat!" ”
Clark grinned and shoved a piece of broccoli into his mouth in front of Mike, but quietly spit it into the trash can next to him when Mike turned around.
"Clark, it's not right to waste food."
Clarke's eyes widened as he looked at Mike.
Does his dad have eyes on the back of his head? Obviously he didn't turn his head, how do you know that he didn't eat?
"Oh, got it!"
Clark replied loudly, but then stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, and then with a cautious face, he stuffed the small mouth into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it in a big gulp.
Soon, after Clark had finished his lunch, he jumped out of his chair and ran to the kitchen with his plate and bowl.
After a few moments, Mike cleaned up the kitchen, picked up Clark, who was helping on the side, and walked upstairs.
When he went upstairs, Clark, who had a nap habit, was already nodding his little head.
Put Clark on the bed and said, "Daddy go out, don't run around when you wake up." ”
"Oh! Daddy came back early. ”
Clark said in a daze, and closed his eyes.
After covering Clark with a blanket, Mike turned and left the room.
After eating, Clark usually sleeps for an hour, and he wants to take advantage of this time to prepare a surprise for Clark.
Tomorrow, Clark is going to school.
He's going to buy something for kindergarten.
Locking the door, Mike drove towards the town.
School bags, brushes, erasers......
He had already thought about what he had bought.
Leaving Clark home alone, he was still a little worried.
"It only takes forty minutes to go back and forth, and Clark will sleep for about an hour, and there will be no such thing as accidentally killing a thief......"
Muttering quietly, Mike's speed sped up a lot.
……
Clark's room.
After hearing Mike's car, Clark, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes, rolled happily twice on the bed, got up from the bed, dragged a bunch of toys from under his bed, and played with himself.
Sometimes he doesn't want to sleep, so he learns to pretend to be asleep on TV, and then when Mike is gone, he quietly plays in his room by himself.
"I am the messenger of justice! Death to the Red Skull! ”
Clark held a toy in his left hand and whispered, while in the other he held a Captain America toy, and the two collided in mid-air.
Thinking of the story his father told him, Clark couldn't help but get excited.
And then......
Click!
Captain America in his hand, don't crumple that little hand into pieces.
Clark was stunned, his eyes red.
It's one of his favorite toys.
"Woo!"
Clark sobbed quietly, wiped his tears, and after cleaning up the fragments of the Captain America toy, he looked at the red skull toy on the ground, pouted, stretched out his finger and poked it gently, and said, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" Captain America was accidentally pinched to death by me! ”
Throwing away the red skull toy, Clark went to the window to see if his father had returned, but his eyes widened......
He saw a naked man, coming from a distance, and then rushing into his house's warehouse.
Blinking, Clark thought for a moment and exclaimed, "This is the perverted thief that Dad told me!?" ”
Thief!
Be a good person with a sense of justice!
Protect your home and family!
Thinking of Captain America who was crushed by himself, and remembering the truth his father told him, Clarke's little head came to a conclusion.
Thieves are bad guys, and bad guys are going to be brought down!
He took a deep breath, walked to the side, reached out and lifted his bed, and after strengthening his confidence, he clenched his fists to cheer himself up, opened the door and rushed downstairs with a righteous face.
Trotting all the way to the warehouse door, Clark took a deep breath, carefully pushed open the door and walked in.
He must catch the thief and not let the other party escape!
As soon as he entered the warehouse, his keen sense of hearing caught the sound of the thief's breathing.
He turned his head, picked up a rake and tossed it in his hand, and when he found that it was too light to fit his hand, he threw it away, picked up a hammer taller than him, and strode over.
"I found you! Damn thieves! ”
With Clarke's scream, he jerked in front of the thief.
I saw that the thief was crouching behind the wooden wall where the tools were stacked in the warehouse, as if he was in pain, his body trembling slightly, and he was sweating profusely.
Logan was shocked when he heard the scream, but couldn't help but smile when he looked up at Clarke, who was dragging a huge hammer and standing in front of him with a righteous face.
What a lovely kid.
Looking at the other party's laughter, Clark was stunned, and then said angrily: "Are you laughing at me?" Perverted thief! ”
As he spoke, Clark picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed it at Logan.
Logan was stunned.
This kid has so much strength that he can wield such a big hammer.
But, after all, it's a child.
Logan smiled faintly, raised his hand, and grabbed the falling hammer.
Even if he is not in good shape now, and he has not yet adapted to the Edelman alloy that has just been injected in his body, but he still ...... deal with this little child
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the moment Logan grabbed the hammer, he screamed in his heart, and he didn't have time to react, so he stared at his round eyes and was hammered out with a hammer.
"Bang!"
He hung on the wall like a painting.
Logan looked at Clark in shock, and couldn't help but complain: "Fake! It's a monster in the guise of a child! ”